urge Zhao to marry

Chapter 22 Matchmaker
Meng Yu took a deep breath, and then pretended to be calm and said: "I see that your complexion is much better. I think the massage here is still effective. Press it again and try?"

He swore in his heart that when he married someone back home, he could press whatever he wanted... But now he can't think about it, or he will be in trouble with himself.

Yu Wanniang: Can I say no?I clearly refused before, but you didn't listen at all.

She simply buried herself on the pillow like an ostrich, without saying a word.

Even though Meng Yu was thinking about it in his mind, he only felt that the skin under his hands was like fine jade, and he still pressed a few acupoints with both hands in a very regular way.

It took a while to withdraw his hand, his voice was a little low and hoarse: "Today is almost done, let's continue tomorrow."

Yu Wanniang really wanted to refuse again, but she felt that she was really comfortable and did not feel nauseous or vomiting.

No matter what, she couldn't make trouble with her body, so she just kept silent.

At the door, Mu Zhaozhao, who had no image bent over and was lying on the door listening to the movement, straightened up quietly, and tiptoed back.

It may be that everyone's physique is different. She drank the medicine for a few days, and now the symptoms of seasickness have disappeared. Originally, she came here with sour plums to make her mother feel better, but she didn't expect it to be her turn to accompany her. There are already people scrambling to show their courtesy.

Although she is now willing to have the opportunity to get to know her mother and shopkeeper Meng better in private, she is also afraid that shopkeeper Meng will do something about Meng Lang, so she listens uneasy at the door.

Hey, as a daughter, why is she so concerned about being a mother?
At the corner not far away, Meng San quietly hid beside him, and when he heard Mu Zhaozhao's soft footsteps leaving, he couldn't help being curious when he thought of the strange change in her face before. Like a cat, he leaned over to the door to listen to the movement inside.

Unfortunately, his luck seemed to be unlucky. He was just lying on the door to listen carefully, and the door was suddenly opened. Fortunately, he had a quick reaction and a steady foot, so he didn't fall into it.

"..." Meng Yu originally wanted to speak, but he was afraid that Yu Wanniang inside would hear him, so he kicked him out and took him to the door. Then he looked at him with a half-smile: "Why? You want to eavesdrop? What? Little Saner, how did I find out that you are getting bolder?"

Fortunately, there is a screen inside, otherwise she will definitely be shy when she sees it.

Hey, why didn't he realize how wretched his followers were before?
He had already decided in his mind that when he got home, he must wander around his room to see where it was easy for people to peep.

The main reason is that in the near future, I am afraid that there will be a hostess in my room. It would be bad if the two of them were seen flirting with each other inside.

For several days after that, Meng Yu went to give Yu Wanniang a massage, and Yu Wanniang's seasickness was really cured.

Only then did Yu Wanniang feel in the mood, and she also had the energy to go outside to see the endless green lake, the mountains in the distance, and the beauty of the forest covered with hoarfrost, which is really an indescribable natural beauty.

In a blink of an eye, the boat sailed for many days, and it was December 21 of the Qinghe Year.

Yu Wanniang had dinner with her daughter and Meng Yu, who didn't see her at all.

The main reason is that Meng Yu said that he has no appetite for eating alone, and that he must be too particular about going out, and that he doesn't want to eat big pot rice... Anyway, he made a lot of excuses, which made Yu Wanniang feel like he didn't agree, and he could continue Talk about an illusion.

Since it is on the water, all kinds of fresh fish soup is a must.

On the table was a pot of milky crucian carp soup, a plate of braised fish cubes, a pot of dried bamboo shoots and pork feet soup, a plate of fried shredded pork with chili peppers, a plate of fried bean sprouts, and a plate of fried cabbage. Several plates of pickled vegetables and pickled cucumbers were quite full.

Mu Zhaozhao asked curiously, "Uncle Meng, where did you get the bean sprouts?"

It's winter now, and we're on the boat again. The most rare thing is that there are all kinds of vegetables.

Mu Zhaozhao has already made plans to spend the whole journey with fishes, but until now, every day, there are Chinese cabbage, potatoes, lotus root, taro, dried loach, and dried mushrooms, fungus, bamboo shoots, and dried vegetables. The tricks really made her very curious.

Now even the bean sprouts are on the table, so she really can't bear it anymore.

"Haha, I made bean sprouts from soybeans." Seeing that they were interested in this, Meng Yu smiled and said, "They will prepare some tofu tomorrow morning. Are you going to have a bowl of soybean milk or tofu brain?"

In fact, he only wanted to go with Wanniang, and he didn't want to go with Mu Zhaozhao, who couldn't be ignored, who ruined the atmosphere.

But now he can only please Mu Zhaozhao so that she will not trip him up, or when they fall in love with each other, he will jump out and oppose their being together to the death.

Therefore, he is very kind to Mu Zhaozhao now, almost responsive to every request.

Yu Wanniang took a look at her daughter, and refused with a smile: "They are very busy in the morning, so let's not make trouble, and when they are done, just bring us an order."

"But I want to see how they make tofu." Mu Zhaozhao was tired. She didn't want to act like a spoiled child at all. She really wanted to create a good opportunity for them to stay a little longer.

Seeing that in another three or four days, the boat will be docked, and when they disembark, the capital is so big and there are so many rules to follow, they think it will be difficult for them to share a room and talk like this now.

Hey, she just realized now that not everyone can be a matchmaker.

Anyway, if she couldn't bring them together, she would be prepared for a bad start.

Meng Yu answered straight away: "No problem, I'll call you all at the end of the morning tomorrow morning and just go around for a while."

However, he remembered that the chefs were preparing to grind beans at the beginning of Yin Shi, and when the soy milk and tofu came out, it might be the end of Mao Shi.

He glanced at Mu Zhaozhao without showing any signs, he remembered that the little girl likes to sleep in lately recently, and hoped that she would continue to maintain this good habit tomorrow morning, so that he would have the opportunity to talk to Wanniang alone.

His plan coincided with Mu Zhaozhao's.

Although Ms. Wu didn't get seasick recently, their mother and daughter were considerate of her age, and they didn't let her come over early in the morning to serve them. Instead, they instructed Wu Dagui's family to teach the rules of cooking with Wu Daniu.

Wu Dagui has nothing to do now, he is a man after all, Mu Zhaozhao and the others didn't order them, and they were embarrassed to come over, so they simply took their two sons and followed Meng San's command to fish and so on, so that they could learn a lot.

Therefore, most of the time, mother and daughter are companions.

By the next morning, although it was near the end of Mao, the sun also liked to sleep late in winter and came out late.

When Yu Wanniang heard a knock on the door, she knew it was Meng Yu.

(End of this chapter)