"Can you feel the pain?" Ah Chou asked in a low voice, gently tapping a bed sore with his fingers.
"It hurts." Zhong Mingwei buried his face in Qianhong's pillow and made a muffled sound.
"Pain? Can you feel pain?" Ah Chou was pleasantly surprised. Immediately, I changed the place and clicked, "What about this place?"
"It hurts." Zhong Mingwei said again.
"What about here?" Ah Chou was so happy that he changed his fingers again. "And here?"
"It hurts! It hurts!" Zhong Mingwei felt helpless, "Stop poking it. It really hurts."
"Hey! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!" Ah Chou grinned. I was embarrassed to poke it down, and then went all the way down, digging the ointment and applying it to his ass. Although it was a sensitive place, Ah Chou didn't feel embarrassed, she was really happy. The more you wipe, the more vigorous you are. "The doctor said that this medicine is only effective if it hurts. When I bought it, I murmured in my heart. I was afraid that you would not feel the pain. Sure enough, I was worrying too much."
Zhong Mingwei's buttocks were rubbed by others. His face tensed a little until the hands finally reached his lap. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Where did you buy the ointment?"
"In the market, there is a medical clinic right here. It's extremely expensive," Ah Chou started talking, while applying ointment to him. While complaining, "You don't even know how high the prices are here in Wangjiatun. It's okay if the medicine is more expensive, and pork is also expensive. Just buying a pork leg costs a penny. Don't you think this is money grabbing? Vegetables are also extremely expensive, and they cost thirty to forty yuan at every turn. The key is that the appearance is not good, and the ones that are crooked and cracked can not catch my eye. It is better than the ones I fancy on the side of the road I will dig up those wild vegetables tomorrow, and I will make steamed buns with shepherd’s purse vermicelli for you to eat. It won't fall apart, it's very delicious, plus shepherd's purse mixed in like this, hehe, it's not me, I can eat three big stuffed buns in one go... "
Zhong Mingwei heard her chirping like a talkative oriole bird, although it was noisy but not annoying, Zhong Mingwei even listened to every word. While listening to Ah Chou's chirping, a picture appeared in his mind. another face.
He is already thirty-two years old, so naturally he would not want to be unmarried, especially with his status, when he was eighteen years old, he married Ding Shi, the daughter of Taifu Ding Yunwen, a woman raised by a wealthy family. Naturally, she couldn't find any faults, not to mention that Ding's family is very gentle and pleasant.
At that time, Ding Shi was also eighteen years old, newly married Yaner, even if he was not a concubine, he still respected each other as a guest, but as time passed, he felt more and more boring. But not without regrets, regret what? He didn't know it at the time, and he didn't need to know it, but now facing the twittering Chou, he finally knew what he was regretting.
Mrs. Ding is very sensible, she never enters his study room, she doesn't even go to the front yard easily, and spends her days drinking tea, arranging flowers, raising fish and embroidering flowers in the backyard. Ding would take the initiative to ask any maid he had looked at more than once, but if she wanted to stay in the room, she was very respectful and sincere when she said this, without any trace of resentment or jealousy. Zhong Mingwei looked at the dignified and gentle Ding, just It's like looking at the Avalokitesvara in the Empress Dowager's Palace.