The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

It must be worn these days. Without further ado, Zhong Mingwei put it on for A Chou himself. There was a kang in the room. Although it was warm, A Chou went to the outer hall to get things from time to time, and the outer hall was still quite cold. Besides, Ah Chou's body is afraid of the cold these days.

Once I put it on, it's hard to walk, A Chou complained. After fastening his trouser belt, he jumped out of the bed, took out socks for Zhong Mingwei to wear, and asked while rubbing Zhong Mingwei's knee, How are you doing today? No, don't get out of bed? Lie down for another day?

A few days ago, Zhong Mingwei's knees were not very comfortable, and he lay on the bed for two days without getting out of bed, which made Ah Chou very anxious. Fortunately, there was ointment from the palace at home, but the ointment from the Ninggu Pagoda was not effective. At least, Zhong Mingwei felt much more comfortable after wiping for a few days.

It's okay, it's much better. If you don't get up again, you will be lying down. Zhong Mingwei said, he didn't feel much in bed for a few months before, but after he was able to get out of bed, he couldn't lie down anymore. They all supported him to walk in the yard or in the house. He felt uncomfortable when he lay down for a few days.

Well, just don't force it too much, Ah Chou told Zhong Mingwei after putting on his shoes and socks, Don't get out of bed for too long, you have to go to bed after eating.

Going to bed and having nothing to do, it's better to wander around the house. Zhong Mingwei was a little unhappy, and sat in front of the stove without A Chou's support.

That can't be done. I'll rub your legs after breakfast, so don't get tired, Ah Chou said, bringing in water from the outer hall, scooping it into the pot, and said, If you don't like If you are bored, then read a book, don’t you have it at home.”

It's broad daylight, what book are you reading? Zhong Mingwei said uncomfortably, skillfully lit the fire and sent it to the stove.

Who doesn't read in broad daylight? You are different from other people, you have to read at night. As soon as the matter of reading was mentioned, Ah Chou couldn't help complaining to Zhong Mingwei, and glanced at the kang, then wondered again Didn't I put all the books on the kang for you? Why are they gone?

I put it away, and it's everywhere, and it's getting in the way. Zhong Mingwei really didn't want to mention the twelve books to Ah Chou, and immediately urged A Chou to say, Didn't you say that you want to cook Laba porridge? ? Hurry up and wash the beans.

Oh. Ah Chou was too busy to go to the outer hall to wash the beans.

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After the porridge was cooked, the two sat on the kang to have breakfast.

It's not that Ah Chou has cooked porridge before, but it's not as rich as eight-treasure porridge. There are so many types of beans in it. Although Zhong Mingwei has been doing housework for several months, there are still several kinds that he doesn't recognize.

What kind of bean is this? Zhong Mingwei asked Ah Chou, staring at a big red bean in the spoon.

This is a kidney bean. Ah Chou ate the big kidney bean in Zhong Mingwei's spoon with his mouth open, and said with a smile, Don't you like sticky bean buns? The stuffing inside is kidney beans.

Really, Zhong Mingwei took another spoonful to eat, and then he tasted it. While relishing the sweetness of kidney beans, he said with a smile, It seems that I haven't eaten sticky bean buns for a long time.

You can just say you want to eat it? Look at your hypocritical virtue, A Chou pinched the tip of Zhong Mingwei's nose, and said a little embarrassedly, I can't make sticky bean buns, but Grandma Chen can I know how to do it, or after dinner, I will go down the mountain with some food and ask her to make some sticky bean buns for us?

No, no, no, I just said it casually, Zhong Mingwei said in a hurry, digging a spoonful of Laba porridge to drink, and at the same time told Ah Chou, The snow is so thick, don't run down the mountain if you have nothing to do, the ground is slippery .”

Understood, you are starting to talk again. A Chou muttered, eating pickles with chopsticks, while looking at the man opposite him who was drinking porridge with his head down. For her and Zhong Mingwei's first Spring Festival, she had to prepare some gifts for Zhong Mingwei. Two days ago, she bought a gift for Zhong Mingwei at the market, but she was embarrassed to take it out. She always felt that Zhong Mingwei looked down on him. .

See what I'm doing? Zhong Mingwei met Ah Chou's staring eyes as soon as he raised his head.

You look good. Ah Chou said with a smile.

Nonsense, this face is unshaven, and it hasn't been washed until now. How can it look good? Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly, and wiped his chin casually. Girl, cut my beard later.