It's just that this time I didn't sleep for long, and my stomach hurt again, and Ah Chou struggled to open his eyes. While sleeping, he was glad that Zhong Mingwei's hands were not on his body this time, the sky outside was already bright. Ah Chou got off the kang lightly, while tucking in the quilt for Zhong Mingwei. He put on his clothes and went out.
Ah Chou went to the side room to get a cotton pad to put on. While fetching brown sugar again, he planned to go to the kitchen to make a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea, but Zhong Mingwei was still asleep. Naturally, she didn't want to "crackling" the fire in the house, so as not to wake up Zhong Mingwei.
It's just that I forgot to fetch water last night.
Ah Chou looked at the empty bucket. Now he took the bucket to the well to fetch water. But... the well water is frozen, and it seems to be quite thick.
Ah Chou frowned and stood by the well, then went to the kitchen to find a big stone and brought it out. When he was about to smash into the well. I suddenly remembered that day. When she smashed the ice and broke the water, Zhong Mingwei opened the window with a frightened face. She looked at the window with a broken corner, and finally put down the big stone in her hand. Then he picked up the bucket and walked out of the yard lightly, along the mountain road, and walked down the mountain with great difficulty.
actually. It’s not impossible to dig snow and make tea, but the snow fell years ago. After being exposed to the wind and sun for so many days, Ah Chou felt that it was not clean. A few days ago, he made a living to make tea, and the tea was very dusty. It's too uncomfortable to prick the throat, even Ah Chou can't drink it, Zhong Mingwei should find it even more difficult to swallow it
Zhong Mingwei had been suffering from taking the medicine for the past two days, and Ah Chou couldn't bear to let her drink such dirty tea, not to mention that she wanted to make Zhong Mingwei tea with jasmine flowers to get rid of the bitter taste in her mouth.
So, just go down the mountain and bring buckets of water up.
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When Zhong Mingwei woke up, Ah Chou was so busy that he brought over a bowl of hot jasmine tea, and said with a smile, "It just happened to be brewed, drink it quickly."
"It's really fragrant," Zhong Mingwei smelled the rich fragrance of jasmine, and couldn't help boasting, "Girl, you are getting better at making tea."
"That's right, why am I so smart and quick to learn?" A Chou smiled smugly, and while putting the tea in Zhong Mingwei's hands, he asked, "Is it better today? Is there still no taste in your mouth?"
"It's much better," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile while sipping his tea, "It's just that you've been locked up on the kang for the past few days and you're not allowed to go anywhere. Go out for a walk."
"Today... no, it will take two days." Ah Chou said in a bit of a dilemma.
"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei frowned and looked at Ah Chou. Seeing A Chou's flushed face, he immediately understood. Convenience?"
"Well," Ah Chou hummed softly, took his hand out of Zhong Mingwei's hand, and sat down in front of the stove. While lighting a fire, he said to Zhong Mingwei, "Let's eat gnocchi soup today."
"Girl," Zhong Mingwei felt that there was something wrong with Ah Chou, and he asked worriedly, "Does your stomach hurt badly? If it hurts, just come up and rest, and I'll cook."
Zhong Mingwei watched Ah Chou cook all day long, and also learned a lot of cooking skills. Naturally, the taste was not comparable to that of A Chou, but it was so-so. At that moment, Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he lifted the quilt and helped Kang Yan'er to get off the kang. .
"It's okay, just a little pain in my stomach. It's very comfortable to sit like this. You don't need to get down." Ah Chou was too busy to stop Zhong Mingwei, fearing that he would catch a cold again before he recovered. He paused and said, " After a while, just rub my belly for me."
"Oh." Zhong Mingwei didn't insist any more, stretched out the leg he stepped out, and put on the quilt honestly. He is now much more cautious than before. He didn't treat illness as a disease before. But now it is just a mere cold, and he is facing a big enemy. He is not timid and afraid of death, but he is afraid of causing trouble to Ah Chou. In order to take care of him these days, Ah Chou has not had a good rest. Zhong Mingwei is really distressed. All the time, I hope that I can be agile, and don't let Ah Chou suffer.
"Since when did it hurt?" After a pause, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help asking Ah Chou. From the past to this time, he always reminded A Chou to rub her belly and make ginger brown sugar tea for several days. This time It was also because he was sick and didn't care about it. He didn't even know when Ah Chou had a stomachache. Zhong Mingwei inevitably blamed himself a little.