"Shh!" Mingwei made a silencing gesture and turned around to order, "Duofu, you go outside and watch. If someone comes, remember to report it."
"Yes." Duofu put down the food box, turned around and went out.
The two little ones were all focused on the food box, and their saliva was almost drooling.
Mingwei opened the food box and asked, "Who said just now that you can call me daddy if you give me a big meat bun?"
Mingxiang stuck out his tongue and was as thick-skinned as a city wall: "I dare to call you, Seventh Sister, do you dare to respond?"
On the first floor of the food box, there is a white porcelain plate, with cute white fat buns surrounding it. Thin white smoke is emitting, and the aroma is tantalizing your nose.
"You're awesome!" Mingwei slapped the bun on her hand, "Eat it."
The hot meat buns instantly stimulated the appetites of the two of them. Mingxiang and Minghao picked them up and stuffed them into their mouths, like little beggars who had been hungry for three days.
The dough is filled with the sweet aroma of grains and is risen just right. The oily meat filling is salty and delicious when you take a bite... I have never tasted such delicious buns in my life!
Mingwei watched them wolfing down the food, opened the second layer, and said to Mingxiang: "The goat milk you want is boiled with almonds and mixed with honey."
In the small bowl, the milky white goat's milk exudes the sweet fragrance of honey.
Mingxiang cheered a little and couldn't wait to bring it over.
Well, so satisfied...
Mingwei opened the third layer and distributed dried meat, candied dates, and rice cakes to them: "Stuff it into your sleeves and eat some when you are hungry. Be careful not to let anyone find out."
"Yeah." Mingxiang is very experienced in this kind of thing.
Minghao was quite embarrassed: "Seventh sister, thank you."
"I am also involved in this matter. I can't just let you take the responsibility." Mingwei peeled off a pine nut candy and put it in his mouth, "You used to be punished a lot?"
"It's mainly the Eighth Sister!" Minghao complained first, "Every time she is said to be responsible, but in the end she is not punished together with me!"
"Then you still listen to her lies every time."
Minghao: "..."
"Seventh sister, don't listen to him." Mingxiang said while chewing the dried meat, "Actually, he also wants to sneak out to play, I just gave him a reason."
"Then I have to thank you!" Minghao mocked.
"It's good if you know!" Mingxiang said boldly.
Mingwei smiled, their siblings reminded her of her previous life.
When she was ten years old, the situation was already in chaos.
The master picked up a child after the war. Seeing that he was helpless and talented, he accepted him as his disciple.
This is my junior brother.
Although she was born in troubled times, she was cared for by her master from an early age. Apart from practicing martial arts, she did not suffer much and she was inevitably a bit childish.
Sometimes when I'm lazy, I use my younger brother as an excuse.
The junior brother always takes the blame for her honestly, even though the master will see through it every time.
Later, my junior brother died.
He died together with his master under the siege of thieves.
Thinking of that scene, Mingwei's eyes turned red.
Don't be in a hurry, she told herself, don't be in a hurry.
Now she has returned to seventy years ago, before anything happened. She has enough time to slowly reverse the world's destiny and change the direction of history.
Master will not die, and neither will my junior brother.
She will nip it all in the bud.
"We shouldn't have taken Seventh Sister out." Minghao said, "That Mr. Yang didn't know what to do after asking Seventh Sister about her identity!"
Mentioning this, Mingxiang was also very frustrated: "It's all my fault..."
Mingwei didn't care: "What can he do? Even if he wants to rob me, he can't rob me if he wants to."
Her ancestors were officials, her father was an official during her lifetime, and her uncles were also officials.
A serious official daughter is not someone who can act casually.
"We're not afraid if he wants to rob her directly," Minghao said. "We're just afraid that he'll use some dirty tricks, which will cause Seventh Sister's reputation to be ruined."
"Yes! You don't know, Seventh Sister, that you can't guard against those underhanded tactics." Mingxiang was dejected, "Sister's example is in front of me!"
"Eldest sister?" Mingwei remembered that the eldest lady was the second master's eldest daughter and had been married for many years.
Mingxiang glanced at Minghao: "I don't know if my sixth brother still remembers it. This happened six or seven years ago. We were still young at that time and didn't know what happened. It was my mother who later wanted to warn me.
, just said that.”
Minghao looked at her confusedly: "Six or seven years ago? What happened? I just remember...my sister fell ill before leaving the cabinet, and got married after she recovered."
"Actually, the eldest sister is not sick." Mingxiang lowered his head and played with his fingers, "She is... being treated lightly."
"What?" Minghao was shocked.
This is his biological sister. Although she has not seen her for many years after getting married, she has been with him every day since she was a child.
"How come you are being treated lightly?" Mingwei felt strange, "It's impossible at home. You must be bringing someone with you when you go out, right?"
"My mother didn't tell me the specifics. She only said that when the eldest sister went to play at another house, she fell into a trap and was taken advantage of. In order to hide this, the eldest sister claimed she was ill when she came back, and then she married into a family far away."
Minghao's face turned green and white, and he murmured: "No wonder..."
No wonder my sister married so far away, no wonder she never went home to visit her relatives. No wonder my mother never mentioned my sister, no wonder he once heard his parents quarreling about her!
Speaking of which, he remembered that the relationship between his parents was not so bad when he was young. Could it be because of his sister's affairs...
Mingwei noticed that his expression was wrong: "Sixth brother?"
Minghao wiped his face fiercely and lowered his voice with murderous intent: "Who did it?"
"My mother didn't say anything." Mingxiang comforted, "Sixth brother, don't worry. It has been several years since the incident. If the family can take revenge, it must have been taken."
It took a long time before Minghao suppressed his emotions: "Yeah."
"Seventh sister, so you must be careful. If someone has malicious intentions, they will always find an opportunity to take action." Ming Xiang, who had always been fooling around, warned solemnly.
Mingwei felt warm in her heart and responded softly: "Okay, I'll remember it."
Seeing that the lock was about to be locked, Mingwei stood up: "It's getting late, I'm going back first."
"It's dark, Sister Seven, walk slower."
"rest assured."
Mingwei took the empty food box and went out to meet Duofu.
…
There was silence in Liujing Hall.
Mrs. Ming San quietly copied the scriptures.
Since Mingwei recovered from her illness, she changed her Bible-writing time to the afternoon and rarely comes here at night.
Not long after, the door was pushed open and the second master walked in.
"You are sincere. Xiao Qi has recovered from his illness, but you still copy it every day."
Mrs. Mingsan remained silent until she finished copying the last section, put down the pen and collected the paper, and then turned around.
Her tone was mocking: "You suddenly sent a message saying that there is something important. What is it that is so important that it counts as something important in your eyes?"
The second master slowly sipped his tea and then said, "Is Xiaoqi's matter considered important?"
Mrs. Mingsan was startled, then an angry look appeared on her face: "I told you, don't touch Xiao Qi! If you dare to touch Xiao Qi, we will kill you!"
The second master smiled softly: "Look, what are you so anxious about? Xiaoqi is your daughter and my niece. Don't I think about her? I came to you just for her own good."
Hearing the middle sentence, Mrs. Mingsan's expression of ridicule became even stronger, and she said coldly: "Tell me! What is going on?"