Joy of Life: The Mei Family's Son Grows Up

Chapter 95: Song Zhuang An
After coming out of the Supervisory Office, Mei Chengan somehow took another look at the bluestone stele.

"We are all created equal, and all are like dragons."

There was a hint of sarcasm on Mei Cheng'an's lips.

He couldn't even correct Wang Qinian, and he still wanted to correct the world?
It's better to go to sleep, there's everything in your dreams.

Mei Cheng'an turned around, walked down the steps and walked towards the carriage. He stepped on the horse stool and got into the carriage while throwing two words to Qingniao.

"go home!"

……

at dusk.

before dinner.

Mei Yuxi hurried over with the new chapter of Red Mansions.

The first words I said when I saw Mei Chengan were.

"Brother, I met my future sister-in-law at the Fan Mansion!"

Mei Cheng'an was lying on a recliner, admiring the sunset and missing Princess Roujia. He looked up immediately when he heard this.

"Who did you say you saw?"

"My future sister-in-law."

Mei Chengan sat up and asked anxiously.

"Is she...she...is she okay? How does she look? Did she mention me to you?"

Mei Yuxi looked a little strange after hearing this, but when she looked at her brother's nervous expression, she giggled.

"Hehe, brother, you and my sister-in-law are a couple. Even the questions you two asked me are exactly the same. You really have such a tacit understanding."

Mei Cheng'an was stunned for a moment.

"She asked me that, too?"

"Yeah, not a single word is wrong."

"What did you say?"

"Of course you're saying that you miss her so much that you can't eat or drink. If it wasn't really inconvenient, you would have wanted to see her a long time ago. My sister-in-law blushed when she heard that and whispered something. Although her voice was low, I heard it. Hehe, she said she felt the same way."

When Mei Cheng'an heard that Roujia was also missing him, his heart softened and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"and then?"

"Then my sister-in-law asked me to persuade my brother not to miss her too much and to take care of his own health. She also said that if he really missed her, he could write to her..."

Mei Cheng'an was secretly laughing at this silly girl in his heart. Not wanting to eat or drink was just an adjective. When he heard the word "write a letter", he was completely stunned.

Mei Chengan slapped his thigh hard and stood up, his expression changing constantly.

Damn, yes, you can also write letters, why didn’t I think of that? The two houses are not far away, so just send someone to deliver the letter and Roujia will receive it in minutes. Why the hell did I not think of this method of communication as writing letters? And you say your wife is stupid, but you are the stupid one!

That’s not right. I was really stupid. I didn’t expect that. If Roujia thought of it, why didn’t she write to me?

Mei Cheng'an turned his head to look at his sister, wanting to say something but stopping himself. It was okay to ask Roujia this question, but it seemed inappropriate to ask his sister.

Mei Yuxi saw her brother's hesitation and immediately understood what he meant.

"Brother, do you want to ask why your sister-in-law didn't write to you?"

There was a hint of surprise in Mei Cheng'an's eyes. Can you guess this?
Mei Yuxi understood from her brother's eyes that her guess was correct.

"Brother, I asked your sister-in-law for you. She said that she also realized it when she read the new chapter of Dream of the Red Chamber."

"..."

Well, the two of them went there together.

Mei Chengan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After the news that needed to be reported was announced, Mei Yuxi put down the new chapter of Red Mansions and left.

Mei Cheng'an was not in the mood to read any new chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions at the moment. He was excitedly thinking about how to write the first letter to Roujia. He could start writing as soon as he had dinner.

Mei Cheng'an had not finished his idea until dinner time, so in the eyes of his family, his eating movements did not change much, but his eyes were dull and his mind was obviously somewhere else. He was thinking, shaking his head, and grinning foolishly.

Mei Zhili and his wife exchanged a glance, then looked at Mei Yuxi together. No wonder Mei Yuxi, as an insider, was so obvious in her expression, covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

When Mei Yuxi saw her parents looking at her, she pointed at her brother next to her, imitated her sister-in-law's mouth shape, and then used her hand to make a gesture to the two elders that he was thinking and we should not disturb him.

How could Mei Cheng'an not notice his sister's movements? He came to his senses and saw that his family members were looking at him and smiling without saying a word. He immediately realized that his dazed state must have been noticed by his family members, and his face turned red. Fortunately, Mei Zhili and his wife didn't say anything, so Mei Cheng'an quickly buried his head in his meal.

After quickly finishing the rice in the bowl, Mei Chengan stood up and left.

After returning to the courtyard, Mei Cheng'an went straight into the house.

He took a stack of brand new letter paper, put it on the table, ground the ink and was about to pick up the pen to start writing when Mei Cheng'an was stunned.

He had never written a letter, nor had he received a letter, let alone read a letter written by someone else. How should he start? How should he address Roujia? He couldn't just say dear. Mei Cheng'an drafted several names, but none of them seemed appropriate, which made him upset.

After all, this was the first letter he wrote to Roujia, so Mei Cheng'an didn't want to miss any details.

Since he couldn't think of a suitable one for the time being, Mei Cheng'an simply put down his pen and stopped thinking about it. There was still a lot of time at night anyway, so there was no need to rush. Maybe it would automatically come to his mind in a while.

Mei Cheng'an put the letter aside, picked up the stack of new chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber and started reading again.

Mei Cheng'an laughed when he saw the chapter number.

Chapter 27.

If I remember correctly, he read the 23rd chapter around this time last year.

In a whole year, Fan Xian only updated four times, which means he updated once every quarter.

When it comes to delaying updates, Mei Cheng'an is better than Fan Xian.

There are a total of 120 chapters in A Dream of Red Mansions. The last 40 chapters are slightly controversial. Let's just count the first 80 chapters. Excluding the 27 chapters that have been updated, there are 53 chapters left.

According to Fan Xian's pace of updating, he can continue to update for another ten years. If the last forty chapters are included, it would be even more amazing, as he can continue to update for more than twenty years.

I don't know, I was taken aback.

Niubi!

There is nothing to say except that Mei Chengan is awesome.

After the usual complaints, Mei Chengan smiled, moved his eyes downward, and quietly read the contents of the chapter.

……

I kept reading the last eight words. If you want to know more, please read the next chapter. Mei Chengan rolled his eyes.

It should be said that Cao Xueqin is really good at interrupting a chapter. He always interrupts it at the critical moment, but it still makes people unable to stop reading.

Mei Cheng'an took a few deep breaths before suppressing the urge to send the knife.

Looking back on the content of the entire chapter, it was actually just a misunderstanding. Lin Daiyu wrongly suspected Jia Baoyu just because Qingwen did not open the door. The next day, it happened to be the time for farewell flowers. She had not yet vented her frustration, and it aroused her melancholy about the passing of spring. So while burying the flowers, she began to feel sad for the flowers and herself involuntarily, and then she cried and recited a long sad poem.

Mei Chengan really looked down on Lin Daiyu's personality. If she was upset, she should just say it directly. Once she said it, she would know it was a misunderstanding, right? She didn't say anything when she was unhappy, but hid away to feel sad and self-pitying. It was really stupid.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but think of Roujia, and couldn't help comparing her with Lin Daiyu. After the comparison, Roujia was more than ten thousand times stronger than Lin Daiyu. Sometimes she would have wild thoughts, but that was because the two were not familiar with each other at the time, and she couldn't ask in person.

Ever since they fell in love during that autumn outing, and their interactions continued to deepen, it was discovered that Roujia's personality was actually similar to that of Prince Jing. When facing people close to her, she couldn't hide anything in her heart, and would ask him directly if she had any questions in her mind, never hiding anything, and this won him over deeply.

My own wife is still the best, hehe.

No, what should I do if I start thinking about my wife again? Oh, yes, yes, believe me, believe me. Wait a moment, my wife, let me go wash up first, and I will start writing to you when I come back.

Mei Cheng'an smiled foolishly, gathered up the new chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber and put them in a box, then turned and left the room.

Hongshu had already boiled the water in advance. Seeing that the young master was ready to take a bath, she hurriedly started to work, pouring bucket after bucket of hot water into the bathtub, and finally sprinkled a few rose petals.

It was not Mei Cheng'an who requested the rose petals, it was Hongshu who insisted on putting them in. Mei Cheng'an just acquiesced. Who says boys can't smell sweet? Who isn't a delicate person?

Mei Cheng'an took off his clothes with the help of Hongshu. The bathroom was heated by a floor heater. Although the temperature outside was still a little low, it was warm in the bathroom and he didn't feel cold at all.

Mei Cheng'an stepped slowly into the bathtub. The feeling of being wrapped in hot water was so comfortable. Mei Cheng'an leaned against the wall of the bathtub, closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the pleasure of taking a bath.

After soaking for about a quarter of an hour, Hongshu brought in another bucket of water and poured it into the bathtub before starting to scrub him.

……

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Mei Cheng'an sat down at the desk refreshed, lit a stick of incense, spread out the letter paper again, ground the ink again, and picked up a wolf hair brush and dipped it in the ink.

He held his breath for a long time, then suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the pen to write.

My love is Roujia.

Reading your letter is like meeting you in person, and reading your letter brings joy to your face.

It has been more than ten days since we last saw each other. How are you?
As I write today, I cannot help feeling emotional and wish to express my true feelings on this plain paper.

I still remember that in late autumn of last year, red leaves were falling all over the sky. You and I fell in love at first sight, and we promised to be together for the rest of our lives. Now we are engaged, and when I think about it now, it still feels like a dream.

When I recall the time we first met, your appearance was as gorgeous as the spring flowers, your smile was as bright as the morning light, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I was infatuated with you again. Your gentleness and virtue made me intoxicated; your kindness and kindness made me admire you endlessly.

Although I cannot be with you every day, I miss you all the time. The night wind blows gently, rippling the spring water, and also stirs ripples in my heart. My thoughts of you are like the full moon, which loses its brightness every night.

I know that life is long and full of thorns, but with you by my side, I am not afraid even if the road ahead is bumpy. I am willing to protect you from the wind and rain and spend this life together. I hope you will not let me down and compose a song of eternity with me.

If I can win your heart in this life, I will have no regrets even if the years pass by.

I hope to meet you soon, and look forward to watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll and unfold with you.

Letters cannot express my heartfelt words, words cannot express my longing for you. I hope you take care of yourself and wait for the good time.

That is to praise the makeup.

Mei Chengan.

(End of this chapter)