Mo Shengyun noticed his reaction and sniffed. “It’s crooked.”
Gu Mingye lowered his head to look at her again. His eyes avoided her beautiful voluptuousness as he repositioned the thermometer.
After that, he looked up, a little embarrassed, and said, “Sleep for a while, I’ll wake you up later.”
Mo Shengyun pouted and choked. “Are you trying to run away?”
“No I won’t.” Gu Mingye stroked her head. “Behave yourself. Once you’re done, I’ll carry you into the room to sleep.”
Mo Shengyun mumbled a response and closed her eyes.
Because of her family background, Mo Shengyun had a good level of physical fitness.
She exercised and ate regularly, her body was well-proportioned and slim. The man carried her easily.
Gu Mingye placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He sat by the bed and looked at her.
Because she was sick, Mo Shengyun’s face was flushed and her eyebrows were knitted. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable.
After a few minutes, Gu Mingye took out the thermometer.
38.5°.
The man heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked at Mo Shengyun’s face and realized that her breathing had calmed down and she had fallen asleep.
He got up quietly and went out to buy some groceries.
As a man who had roughed it out in the army for a long time, Gu Mingye wasn’t a very good cook. His culinary skills were completely lacking.
However, because he grew up in the Mo Family and was influenced by Mo Shengyun, he learned a skill — that was cooking porridge.
Mo Shengyun liked porridge.
He knew a few simple steps. After he had prepared the ingredients, he slowly cooked them with the porridge to bring out the flavor.
There were no fancy tricks to speak of.
However, Mo Shengyun liked his cooking and had always pestered him to cook for her.
As time passed, the man learned to make porridge of various flavors.
The main ingredient of cabbage porridge was cabbage of course.
Cabbage was what they called this vegetable in Tongzhou; in other places it was known as cole flowers.
He cut up the vegetables and minced the lean meat.
He threw the shredded ginger into the cooking porridge. Once the flavor was infused, he added the meat down and finally the cole flowers to adjust the flavor.
Because Mo Shengyun was sick, Gu Mingye was generous with the ginger.
As soon as the porridge was boiled, the heavy fragrance of the ginger became obvious.
The sound of porridge being boiled could be heard from the kitchen. Gu Mingye was preparing the side dishes that he had just bought.
Just as he brought the chopper down, he felt a pair of arms around his waist.
He was startled by her sudden hug.
He turned around. Who else could it be but Mo Shengyun?
Color had returned to her face now, although her lips were still a little pale. She looked especially thin and pitiful.
Gu Mingye softened his voice and said, “Why didn’t I hear you sneaking up?”
Mo Shengyun hugged his waist tightly and said, “I just had a nightmare.”
“What did you dream about?”
“I dreamed that you were going to marry me, but for some reason, you left me alone at the wedding venue. I was laughed at by everyone.” Mo Shengyun’s voice was muffled. “They laughed at me and said that I couldn’t make it as a person, even my husband didn’t want me. I was not able to do anything about it and just stood there like a fool, holding a bouquet of flowers. Everyone was looking at me…”
She sounded like she was crying. Mo Shengyun tightened her arms around his waist and said, “Ah Ye, are you going to do that to me?”
Gu Mingye felt terrible when he heard this and loosened his grip on the kitchen knife.
Setting the knife down and wiping the handle and said, “No, it’s just a nightmare. It’s not real.”
As he spoke, he gently pushed her along. “Go back and put on your jacket. The porridge will be ready soon.”
“I’m not cold.”
“Be good and put it on.”
“No!” Mo Shengyun sniffed and said coquettishly, “Ah Ye, it’s not that my father doesn’t like you, he just thinks…”
“I know.” Gu Mingye interrupted her. “Get out of the kitchen. We’ll talk later.”
Mo Shengyun sniffed and looked at him for a while before nodding.
Gu Mingye turned around and looked at the items on the chopping board. His state of mind was completely different from before.
Taking a deep breath, he quickly finished up with the cooking and walked out.
The fragrance of the porridge was strong and Mo Shengyun liked it.
Even though she was sick and did not have much of an appetite, her stomach started rumbling.
Gu Mingye patiently blew on the porridge to cool it and spooned it into her mouth.
Mo Shengyun ate it like an obedient child and looked at Gu Mingye. “It’s too bland.”
“You have to eat light when you’re sick.” Gu Mingye fed her and then picked up a piece of food from the side dish for her. “Have a bite.”
Mo Shengyun glanced at it and popped the entire piece into her mouth.
But after chewing twice, she frowned and shouted, “Too salty!”
Gu Mingye laughed. “Serves you right, have some porridge.”
“It’s too hot. Set it down. I’ll help myself. You have to eat too.”
Gu Mingye did not object. He scooped a bowl for himself and started eating.
Mo Shengyun held the spoon and ate slowly, staring at Gu Mingye.
The man pretended not to notice and continued eating.
Mo Shengyun looked at him for a long time before asking, “Ah Ye, will you marry me?”
Gu Mingye paused and looked up at her.
Mo Shengyun’s cheeks were flushed. Although her face was pale, her large eyes were flashing with anticipation.
Gu Mingye lowered his head and took another sip of porridge silently.
Mo Shengyun tugged at his hand. “Say something.”
He finished the porridge in a few bites and reached out to scoop another bowl.
Mo Shengyun reached out and took his bowl away. She was indignant. “I won’t let you eat if you won’t tell me.”
Gu Mingye studied the delicate girl before him and felt his heart throbbing.
Mo Shengyun was indignant and probed further “If my father agrees, will you marry me?”
“Sheng’er.” Gu Mingye placed the spoon back into the bowl and finally spoke. “There’s no one else at home apart from Ming Mei and I.”
Mo Shengyun was stunned. “So?”
“My parents died when we were little. Your grandpa took us in at that point. If it weren’t for the Senior Chief, Ming Mei and I wouldn’t be alive today.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Shengyun’s nostrils flared and the light in her eyes quivered. She held his hand indignantly and choked. “So?”
“Senior Chief doesn’t want me to be with you.”
Mo Shengyun’s eyes glistened. “What if my grandpa agrees?”
Gu Mingye looked at her silently.
Mo Shengyun asked again, “What if my father, grandfather, and my family all agree?”
“Sheng’er…”
“Answer me!” Mo Shengyun was worked up and raised her voice.
