Chapter 1,390 He Actually Slapped Himself

Aunt He guessed in her mind, but the movements of her hands were very gentle and quick, and she quickly gave Shu Yu the good medicine.

Then he fetched hot water to clean her body. After riding a horse for a day, it was such a hot day, and her body was sticky.

It's just that I couldn't take a shower after applying the medicine, so I had to wipe it once.

Shu Yu gathered her clothes and felt cool and refreshing. After resting for a while, she felt much more comfortable.

"Thank you Aunt He."

Aunt He waved her hand hurriedly, "No, no, no, girl, then, you can rest first and I'll go out and make you something to eat. Just tell me what you want to eat, girl."

Shu Yu smiled and said, "No need to bother, Ayun has already done it."

Aunt He was stunned for a moment, Ayun? Mr. Meng! !

Her eyes widened suddenly, "This, this is not possible." She was hired to do laundry and cooking. After getting paid, there was no way for her employer to do it herself, "I'll go, I'll go."

Before Shu Yu could stop her, he saw Aunt He running out with a basin in hand.

Shu Yu, "..."

Aunt He hurried to the kitchen and saw that Meng Yunzheng had already cooked a bowl of noodles and laid two eggs with chopped green onion on top. It looked particularly tempting and seemed to taste better than what she had made.

She was startled for a moment, "Mr. Meng, you, can you cook?"

"When you go out, you must know how to order something." Meng Yunzheng said, picked up the fried shredded pork on the table and left.

Aunt He hurriedly followed, but Meng Yuncheng suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "By the way, I have to trouble Auntie to give some medicine to the maid next to Ayu, and make some food by the way."

He didn't do much, just enough for Ayu to eat.

Aunt He was still stunned and nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Meng Yunzheng returned to the room with the tray, and Shu Yu didn't need to do anything. He almost finished feeding it one bite at a time.

Shu Yu leaned against the head of the bed, with a thick quilt on his back, and sighed comfortably.

"Are you full?" Meng Yuncheng saw that her forehead was sweating after eating, so he took a fan to fan her.

Shu Yu felt more comfortable, "I'm full, I feel comfortable, I want to sleep."

"Go to sleep. I will take you to see the Dongqing Temple Master tomorrow. I will tell you about the Temple Master on the way."

Shu Yu opened his mouth, but he really didn't have the energy to ask any more questions. He closed his eyes and fell asleep to the subtle swaying sound of the fan.

Meng Yuncheng fanned her for another quarter of an hour and came out after seeing that she was asleep.

Aunt He had already taken care of Ying Xi and was washing their clothes in the yard.

It's just that she was a little absent-minded, looking towards Meng Yuncheng's room from time to time.

Cheyenne walked over and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Aunt He was usually a person of few words, but now she couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice, "Boy Xia, is that girl inside really the fiancée of Mr. Meng? I have never seen Mr. Meng before. The young master is so kind to others, and he does everything himself. I accidentally took a look just now, and the young master even fanned Miss Lu himself."

That was the head of the case, the future scholar. He looked cold and cold on weekdays, but I didn't expect him to be so meticulous and considerate.

Not only did he cook the food himself, but he also gave him a fan?

Isn’t this work always done by wives for their husbands? She and her man have been married for decades, and he doesn't treat her so well. It was always him who called her hot or cold, asking her to add clothes and fan herself.

Cheyenne squatted aside and said with a smile, "Is this good? Then you have never seen our young master in other ways."