They chatted idly for a while before An Jing asked Xiao Changyi to join her in a leisurely game of chess, taking their time as there was no rush.
Time trickled by slowly.
On the next day, as soon as it was dawn, Meng Lanqing and Meng Zhuqing left, while Xiao Changyi and An Jing had a quick breakfast before going to sleep in the inner room.
On the fourth day of the new year, Meng Zhuqing came again, still with a bruised and swollen face.
An Jing looked at Meng Zhuqing's swollen head, "What happened to you? Did your brother beat you up again?"
Meng Zhuqing nodded, "Um. Right after leaving from your place on the first day of the year, he caught up with me on the road and gave me a thrashing."
An Jing was silent for a moment, then asked curiously, "Why did he beat you?"
Meng Zhuqing shook his head, "I don't know."
"How about I have my husband send someone to beat him up for you, to take revenge?"