Zhong Mingwei nodded: "OK."
Ah Chou put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and instead of blowing out the candles in a hurry, he went to tuck Zhong Mingwei in the quilt first. Knowing that Zhong Mingwei wouldn't turn over at night, Ah Chou still tucked up the quilt tightly, it was May day. But the night in the ancient pagoda is still cool.
After tucking in the quilt, Ah Chou blew out the candle. Then he went out with the bowls and chopsticks.
Zhong Mingwei lay on the bed. The body is dry and comfortable, the body is covered with a soft and fluffy quilt, and the face is no longer greasy and smelly pillow. It was a small pillow of soft red alizarin red, with a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.
It's been a long time since such a comfortable night, but Zhong Mingwei didn't feel sleepy at all. His mind turned over and over again the words Ah Chou asked him—
"Then what do you mean by home?"
He couldn't figure it out. He has no answer.
Since he was a child, no one has ever told him what family is. The queen mother died young, and the queen mother loves him. It's just that the queen mother always sees no one when she pays homage to the Buddha. We don't see each other a few times a year. Father is so busy that sometimes he doesn't have time to see him for several months. Whenever he saw his father, he would respond to his father's questions in fear and fear, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly. Not to mention such gentle and childish words.
However, the Taifu told him that the Taifu said that for the emperor, the world is his home.
He understood what Taifu said. So all these years have been following the Master's teachings.
But today, he is completely unaware of the problem that girl said so lightly.
…
After a tiring day, Ah Chou finally lay down. The firewood under her body was uneven, but she was too tired to check it because she turned around and stared blankly at the dark wall, her body was already exhausted. Extreme, but her brain was still excited.
Tomorrow, she has to get up earlier, she has to clean up the house, she has to take out the table in the side room, rinse it and move it into the kitchen, so that she can make noodles for Zhong Mingwei. We need to pull out the grass in the yard as soon as possible, and see if we can find some seeds and grow some vegetables. It’s not a problem to eat pickles all the time, she can bear it, but Zhong Mingwei can’t, he’s not healthy I was already weak and had bed sores, so I need to mend it...
By the way, what about the bed sores on his body
Well, I have to go out to invite a doctor for him when I have time... Forget it, I'm afraid he doesn't want to see the doctor, so he can go and buy him ointment and come back, but where can I buy it? She only has five taels of silver on her. The five taels of silver she had saved for her slaves in Yuqing Palace all these years, she had to save some money, buy more ointment for Zhong Mingwei to save, and also buy a few sheets for changing and washing, as well as comfortable underwear What's the matter, Zhong Mingwei can't be naked all the time, and he has to buy some meat, or else he can stock up some rice noodles
…
While calculating the usage and cost of five taels of silver, Ah Chou finally fell into a deep sleep.
the next day.
Sure enough, Ah Chou got up early. This time, she didn't rush to make a fire to cook. Instead, she boiled the hot water first, and took the hot water lightly, and entered the bedroom. She almost forgot about it last night. When changing the list for Zhong Mingwei, she repeatedly told herself that she must not forget it in the future. With her around, she must not let Zhong Mingwei suffer that kind of crime again.
Moreover, Zhong Mingwei was good at face, and A Chou felt that he would change the list for him while he was asleep in the future, and he felt uncomfortable again if he didn't.