Qing Muye ignored Meng Jingwei, feeling her previous words were full of loopholes.
Especially the last time Meng Jingwei was kidnapped, it was directly related to the Li family.
At that time, Qing Muye was not interested in the matter and did not want to investigate further, but now…
He really wanted to know.
After a while, Meng Jingwei felt bored sitting there and returned to the village chief's house to rest on the bed.
Xiao Meiyan was already asleep. Perhaps she was in a very good mood, as even in her sleep, her lips curved into a smile, looking very happy.
Lying on the bed, Meng Jingwei didn't know how long it took before she fell asleep.
The next day, she was woken up by Xiao Meiyan.
"What did you do with Qing Muye last night? I waited for you at home for so long, and you didn't come back."
Xiao Meiyan sat on the bed, cross-legged, resting her chin in her hands, watching Meng Jingwei like a curious baby, wanting to get answers from her.
"Went to look at the moon,"
She mumbled with her eyes closed.
"What? You actually went to look at the moon with Qing Muye?"
Xiao Meiyan couldn't help but exclaim, envy, jealousy, and hatred surging in her heart.
A scream chased away Meng Jingwei's drowsiness. Meng Jingwei sat up and glared at Xiao Meiyan, "Aren't you stating the obvious? You asked me to help you ask him out. I got him to come. If I don't find an excuse to make him believe I really asked him out, how will I ask him out again in the future?"
"Oh, that's right. Then… then then… why is he so obedient to you? My brother and the others all say Qing Muye is cold, ruthless, and cruel. But I always feel he's exceptionally different towards you."
Xiao Meiyan spoke her mind directly, without reservation.
"Because his grandmother likes me, and I'll be his sister from now on. What do you think he'd be like towards me?"
Meng Jingwei poked Xiao Meiyan's forehead hard with her hand and corrected, "Besides, which eye of yours saw him being obedient to me? You're really blind."
"Ouch, that hurts…"
Xiao Meiyan rubbed her head, which had been poked, and mumbled, "I think he's very good to you."
"If your eyes are bad, go to the ophthalmologist!"
Meng Jingwei, who had slept late, saw it was only a little past five in the morning and was very annoyed.
She threw off the thin quilt and got up to go outside.
The village chief's family was cooking in the kitchen. Meng Jingwei went over and greeted them one by one before going to brush her teeth and wash her face.
After getting ready, seeing that it was still early, Meng Jingwei walked out of the courtyard.
Immediately, she saw clouds and mist swirling in the air, mist steaming above the pond, and dewdrops clinging to the flowers and grass by the roadside. A gentle breeze blew, causing them to drip down after rolling off overnight.
Green mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, clouds and mist ethereal, like a fairyland.
Meng Jingwei enjoyed it immensely and walked through the village in her slippers, experiencing a different morning.
She walked south from the old village chief's house to the threshing floor at the southern end of the village. There was a very ancient stone mill on the threshing floor.
Just as Meng Jingwei was feeling curious, a limping man wearing worn-out clothes, a mask on his face, and leaning on a walking stick passed by her.
Meng Jingwei was attracted by his strange attire. As she glanced at the stooped man with the mask, the man was also looking at her.
A bronze mask covered him entirely from above his mouth to his forehead, revealing a pair of eyes, making it impossible to discern his true face.
"Uncle, good morning… Ah!"
Just as Meng Jingwei was staring at the masked man, Xiao Meiyan suddenly appeared and greeted the masked man enthusiastically.
But the moment the masked man shifted his gaze to Xiao Meiyan, he startled her.
The man's cold eyes, seemingly as placid as a dry well, nonetheless gave off an eerie and frightening impression, as if he harbored many secrets.
Startled, Xiao Meiyan ran to Meng Jingwei and grabbed her, not daring to speak for a long time.
Only after the limping, stooped figure with a walking stick had walked away did she pat her chest and sigh, "Oh my gosh, you scared me to death. How can there be someone like this in Dongpu Village?"
"Why are you following me?"
Meng Jingwei cast a cold glance at Xiao Meiyan and asked.
"Hehe, I thought that if I stayed with you, I might be able to meet my crush. Besides, yesterday's deal was 'buy one get one free,' and there's still one more time."
The straightforward Xiao Meiyan said directly.
Seeing her simplicity and innocence, her straightforwardness was almost endearing.
"Don't worry, I'll try to arrange it."
Meng Jingwei replied.
Afterward, they strolled around and returned to the village chief's house for breakfast.
In the morning, they started going up the mountain to move goods.
They were busy all day.
Since Dongpu Village was the outermost village to the Great Mountain, all goods had to be transported to Dongpu Village first before being distributed to other villages.
There were many goods, and it took three full days to finish moving them.
Meng Jingwei was exhausted. Xiao Meiyan praised Meng Jingwei for being diligent and capable, attentively wiping her sweat and handing her water, acting very obsequiously.
This scene was always seen by Xiao Qitian, Xiao Meiyan's father, who was furious. He glared at Xiao Meiyan, "I'm your father, why haven't I seen you treat me this well?"
He was filled with jealousy.
He became increasingly disgusted with Meng Jingwei.
He felt that Xiao Cheng was very good to Meng Jingwei, and Xiao Meiyan also liked Meng Jingwei. This woman was not simple.
"Dad, Meng Jingwei is my sister now. If she's good to me, of course, I should be good to her," Xiao Meiyan pouted and replied to Xiao Qitian.
"Don't I treat you well?"
Xiao Qitian fanned himself with a fan, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and questioned.
"I didn't say you don't, but the relationship with a good sister is definitely different,"
Xiao Meiyan snorted and handed Xiao Qitian a bottle of mineral water.
This action calmed Xiao Qitian's anger quite a bit, but the next moment, he saw Xiao Meiyan hand another bottle of mineral water to Meng Jingwei and thoughtfully unscrewed the cap for her, "Here, Jingwei, drink some water."
Initially, Meng Jingwei was a little resistant to the excessive attentiveness, but after a few days, she got used to it.
Xiao Qitian, standing by, turned green at the sight.
Yet, he was helpless.
Meng Jingwei sat on a chair to rest. Xiao Meiyan sat beside her and asked, "Jingwei? Ah no, Sister Weiwei, when can you help me arrange another meeting with my crush? I miss him so much."
Meng Jingwei, who was drinking water, sputtered and sprayed all the water in her mouth out, then began to cough incessantly, "Cough, cough, cough…"
"Ah, what's wrong?"
Xiao Meiyan patted her back and used a towel to wipe her mouth, asking caringly, "Why did you choke?"
After a few coughs, Meng Jingwei calmed down and said, "You see him every day, what's there to miss?"
"That's not…"
"Xiao Meiyan, get over here this instant!"
Xiao Qitian, seeing Xiao Meiyan, whom he usually doted on like a princess, now serving Meng Jingwei hand and foot, was both angry and furious.
"Oh, Dad, you're so annoying. I'm just chatting with my good sister, and you have to interfere. Hmph."