It has been half a year since we officially got together in May.
Half a year is actually a short time, but Meng Tang feels that a lot has happened between her and Wei Chuan...
Because of Meng Huaizhang, the process of getting their parents' approval was shortened to a few months.
Chu Yin was not mean-spirited, she accepted it, and was very kind to her, but occasionally she showed her heartache for Wei Chuan.
After all, the eldest young master used to open his mouth when eating, and stretch out his hands when wearing clothes. Suddenly he has a girlfriend, and it is like serving his ancestors. If it is too much, Chu Yin will thump, and then Wei Lifeng will quickly relieve her.
Wei Chuan still goes his own way and does whatever he wants.
Thinking of this, Meng Tang raised his hand and touched Wei Chuan's face: "Shall I carve a small statue for you?"
"Me?" Wei Chuan was a little disgusted, "I collect small statues of myself? Can't I ask for one of yours?"
Meng Tang laughed: "Why do you dislike yourself so much?"
Wei Chuan turned his face and bumped Meng Tang's forehead: "Carve a small statue of you for me."
"Okay. "Meng Tang rubbed his shoulder, "I'm a little hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
"Can I still make you hungry?" Wei Chuan hugged Meng Tang, "I sent someone over when you were changing clothes, but you are still sick, can you eat something lighter?"
Meng Tang's taste is not that strong, and he nodded after hearing this.
Wei Chuan asked the restaurant to send a lunch for two people, a dish of soft tofu and eggs, a dish of Longjing shrimp, steamed anchovies and seasonal vegetables in soup.
Meng Tang glanced at Wei Chuan and asked, "It's so light, can you eat it?"
Even though they have only been together for a few days, Meng Tang somehow feels like an old married couple.
The fact is that they have not yet reached the final step.
Taking the chopsticks, Meng Tang picked up a piece of shrimp and brought it to Wei Chuan's mouth.
Wei Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, his expression satisfied and funny.
This portion was actually not enough to fill Wei Chuan's stomach, but Meng Tang got off the table after eating some, and he had no other thoughts.
"Isn't it delicious?" Wei Chuan chased over and asked.
"No, I'm full." Meng Tang sat on the sofa and looked up at Wei Chuan, "Why don't you eat?"
Weichuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you disliked the taste. "
Meng Tang tilted his head: "Eat the food, don't waste it."
"Okay."
Wei Chuan responded and turned back to the restaurant.
The phone rang. Meng Tang took the phone from the sofa and was stunned for a moment when he saw the caller ID.
She pressed the answer button and said "Hello": "Teacher Su."
Wei Chuan raised his eyes, Teacher Su? Su Mian?
After chatting for about ten minutes, Meng Tang hung up the phone.
Wei Chuan came over after eating, sat down next to her, put his arm through the back of her neck, and pinched Meng Tang's earlobe to play with it.
"Whose phone number?"
"Su Mian." Meng Tang said, "The book is about to be published, didn't she ask me to write a preface before?"
"How many words should I write like this?" Wei Chuan hugged Meng Tang tightly.
"1000 to 2000." Meng Tang lay in his arms and played with his clothes.
From preparation to writing and final touches, it takes about a week.
"Is there a notebook here?" Meng Tang raised his head, "I have nothing to do in the afternoon. I'll organize my thoughts."
"Yes, there is a study here. You haven't been there yet, right?" Wei Chuan lowered his head, his eyes a little incredulous.
Meng Tang felt guilty for a while: "I passed by, but I never went in."
Wei Chuan: "...Let's go now. I don't need a study. It will be yours from now on."
"No need." Why do we need to install a study room? "
"The house already has a layout. I went to Z University, which is close to the school, and my eldest sister bought it."
Said, Wei Chuan opened the door of the study room and made a "please" gesture to Meng Tang.
Meng Tang walked in and looked around. The study room was quite simple in layout and there were a lot of books. It was not just decoration.
Wei Chuan opened the notebook and patted the office chair: "Sit here, there is paper and pen in the drawer, take it yourself."
Meng Tang bent over and opened the drawer, took the paper and pen and sat down on the office chair.
Meng Tang suddenly said after sitting in the chair: "This chair is so big."
Wei Chuan stood beside her and suddenly raised his legs to sit on the chair. Meng Tang was stunned, turned his head, and was hugged.
"This chair is really big." Wei Chuan laughed in her ear, "You do your business, I'll play with my phone for a while."
Meng Tang: "...How will this keep me busy?"
"I don't care." Wei Chuan took out his cell phone, moved back, then put his arm around Meng Tang's waist, and put his chin on her shoulder.
……
Mengtang looked down and saw that Wei Chuan's phone had already opened the game.
She reluctantly took off the cap of her pen, made an outline on the paper, and copied it into her notebook.
After all, this is the master's first book, and Meng Tang always feels that he is not qualified enough. Every word and every group of words must be carefully considered.
In fact, it is enough to focus on one or two core points in the sequence. Su Mian gave her a theme, which is the connection between wood carvings and life.
Meng Tang was typing away on her laptop while Wei Chuan held her in his arms and played games.
Time passed little by little, and the two people who were close to each other quietly did each other's things.
When he got bored, Wei Chuan turned off his phone, lay back boldly, and raised his hand to play with Meng Tang's hair.
Meng Tang's hair was pulled by him several times, and he turned around and glared at Wei Chuan: "Are you playing again?"
Wei Chuan shamelessly hugged Meng Tang and kissed her on the face: "When?" Okay?"
"Soon." Meng Tang said perfunctorily, "If you're bored, go to the living room and play games."
"Who wants to play games?" Wei Chuan hummed. Humph, "I finally have some time, let's give it some time to fall in love."
Meng Tang laughed: "Don't forget, I'm still sick."
"You reminded me of this." Wei Chuan took away her pen and closed the notebook. "You are still sick. Stop writing all at once and take a rest."
"Let's go." Wei Chuan held her waist and stood up together. Meng Tang was not heavy enough, so he carried her out of the study with one hand.
After entering the bedroom, Wei Chuan put her on the bed and said, "If you rest for a while, will your body still feel uncomfortable?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "I feel much better after eating. I just want to I need to take a shower."
"Let's take a shower at night." Wei Chuan coaxed, "After all, the fever has just subsided, so I'll stay with you if you want to sleep for a while."
Meng Tang nodded: "Come up."
Wei Chuan did not fall asleep in the morning because he was worried about Meng Tang.
At this moment, I hugged my sweet and soft girlfriend, and fell asleep after a while.
Meng Tang laughed and took the arm off his waist, and after a while, he put it on again.
Meng Tang had no choice but to let him hold her. Did he know that his arms were very heavy?
Sleeping until the sunset, Wei Chuan slowly woke up. The other side was empty. He opened his eyes and got out of bed.
"Meng Tang?"
The living room and dining room were empty, and Wei Chuan found his way to the study room.
Seeing her sitting on the chair typing, she was completely helpless.
"I said you..." Wei Chuan laughed, "Forget it, I won't listen even to you. Do you want to go out to eat?"
Meng Tang stretched out and stood up on the chair.
"Hey!" Wei Chuan was startled and quickly walked over to help her, "This chair has wheels underneath, so you're not afraid of falling." Meng Tang lowered his head and looked around: "I just want to see where my shoes went."
"They were carried behind by the wheels." Wei Chuan sat her on the desk, squatted down, picked up her slippers, and put them on for her himself.
The day spent at home was extremely long. Meng Tang was afraid of suffocating Wei Chuan, so he said, "I see the sun has set. Let's go out for a meal?"
Wei Chuan nodded and asked, "Are you really all right?"
Meng Tang shook his head: "I'm feeling much better after the fever subsided. I'll go change my clothes first."
Wei Chuan also wanted to change out of the clothes he left, and went into the cloakroom separately from her.
Mengtang took his cell phone, and when he and Wei Chuan arrived at the door, they bumped into Chu Yin who was making a surprise attack.
"Mom?" Wei Chuan was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?"
Chu Yin cast her eyes on Meng Tang and said, "I came to see Meng Tang and brought some food along the way."
Wei Chuan: "...Where am I short of food? If you want anything, just give me a call. No? Are you still going to make a trip? "
"What do you know?" Chu Yin gestured to the driver to put the dinner he brought to the restaurant, "I made these at home, and they taste different from those outside."
"Thank you, Auntie." Meng Tang said before Wei Chuan could speak, "I happen to be a little hungry."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yin opened her mouth and said, "Come here if you are hungry. I made the scallop and winter melon jelly, the ginger version, which neutralizes the coldness and is suitable for people who have lost their appetite after the fever has gone."
"This dish took a lot of effort on my part. I cooked it with diced winter melon in clear chicken soup, and finally simmered it with soaked chopped scallops."
"There are also asparagus tips and shredded chicken with matsutake porridge. You have a small appetite, so I didn't make much."
Mengtang was stunned: "Did you make it yourself?"
Chu Yin's expression stiffened, and she laughed: "How could I have made it myself? Do you think my hands look like a cook?"
Chu Yin's tone was obviously weak, and Meng Tang laughed: "I know, you don't want to touch Yang Chun Shui."
Chu Yin rolled her eyes at her: "Eat quickly, there isn't much meat on you."
"Okay." Meng Tang felt warm in his heart and sat down at the dining table.
Supper was done, and there was no need to go out. Wei Chuan happily sat down at the dining table, and was stunned when he saw it.
He turned to look at Chu Yin: "Mom, where is my food?"
"Uh..." Chu Yin was speechless, "This is sick food. If you want to eat it, you can order it yourself."
"Here, I've fallen to this point?" Wei Chuan joked with her, "You have a daughter-in-law and forget about your son. You are really my mother." Meng Tang kicked Wei Chuan under the table and warned him with his eyes not to talk nonsense.
Wei Chuan raised his hands and surrendered: "Okay, I'm ordering my own meal. I'm starving to death."
Chu Yin herself was stunned for a moment. When she was busy in the kitchen, she really didn't expect that her son would be thinking about what Wei Lifeng said to her, "Meng Tang has not had a mother since he was a child. You should be nicer to her."
She put herself into the perspective of her three daughters. She thought how pitiful she was, and she was busy all afternoon without realizing it.
It’s all Wei Lifeng’s fault for brainwashing her!