"Chen Xiucai, I'm sorry, it's snowing and the road is slippery. Please bear with me," Kong Wenmin was in a good mood when he heard the gasping sound of "hissing" from inside the carriage. Immediately, the whip was whipped more frequently, "Drive, drive!"
"Kong Wenmin, you bastard!" Chen Qingxuan held his sore and sore nose. Swearing, the scholar who has always been gentle and elegant, today is a big change.
"Miss Fang will be sad if she hears such vulgar words from Chen Xiucai." Kong Wenmin sneered.
"Hehe, if Miss Fang knows that there is such a shameless and unscrupulous admirer as Guard Kong, I'm afraid she will be even more sad." Chen Qingxuan sneered.
"Drive!" The next second. Kong Wenmin vented his rising anger on the horse.
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Jixian Bookstore.
It was not easy to wait for Chen Qingxuan to go out. Ah Chou came out of the house in a hurry, holding a tray with several kinds of pastries in his hand. She has been busy in her room for a long time. Just looking at the opener pastry. There are not enough materials in Jixian Bookstore, and I can't find a few. Ah Chou can only work hard on tricks, so the pastries in the tray. They are all very beautiful, some are squeezed into walnuts, and some are shaped like jujubes. Some are in the shape of chestnuts, and there is a little rabbit and a little lamb. Zhong Mingwei is a rabbit, and Ah Chou is a sheep. Looking at these two little fellows who look like they don't look like each other, Ah Chou couldn't help but hooked his lips, and then carefully put these little pastries into the food box, while he was so busy that he went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of Lantern Festival , also put in the food box.
Ah Chou carried the food box into the main hall, then went back to the room and put on the cotton-padded jacket and trousers. Afraid of the cold outside, he found a thick cotton-padded robe from Grandma Chen and put it on her body, and then put on a scarf. Putting on his hat and gloves, he went out with the food box, but the door was closed and suddenly pushed open. Ah Chou hurried into the kitchen, poured out the soup, and drank it one mouthful at the same time. Cleaned up, and finally went out again.
Ah Chou hadn't gone out for half a month, and was going crazy staying in the room all day long. Although it was late at this time, she was in a good mood, humming a little song all the way, and walking towards the foot of the mountain.
"The sun is setting, and the autumn insects are making noise. Brother Six, who thinks about it day and night, has come to my door..."
Ah Chou was humming a little tune, feeling happy in his heart, but after a while Zhong Mingwei saw her, was he more surprised? Or a little more surprise? Anyway, Zhong Mingwei must be very happy, right
Hey hey.
The more Ah Chou thought about it, the happier she became, and her steps became much lighter, but when she suddenly saw a frozen lake in front of her, her steps suddenly slowed down. She looked at the lake a little nervously, and then looked around. Looking down, I picked up a branch from the ground as a walking stick, and walked up the mountain road step by step cautiously.
That morning, when I went down the mountain to fetch water, I was too anxious, but I was about to get home, and I fell down. Later, I contracted typhoid fever, and even Zhong Mingwei's legs were injured again. Ah Chou is thinking about it now. I still feel very guilty.
I don't know how Zhong Mingwei's legs are doing now.
Ah Chou didn't have the mood to sing ditties anymore, so he lowered his head and walked up the mountain silently step by step.
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"Papa papa!"
Zhong Mingwei was in a daze when he heard someone knocking on the window. Before he could sit up, he heard the sound of the window opening again from outside.
"Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei!" Ah Chou leaned on the window on tiptoe, gently opened the broken window, looked into the dark room, and whispered again and again, "Zhong Mingwei, are you asleep?"
"Girl!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei had already lifted the quilt, climbed to the window, looked at their little girl in surprise and joy, and then suddenly hugged Ah Chou, and he hugged desperately. Ah Chou kept kissing the snow-stained hair of the little girl, "Girl! Why are you here?"
"You...don't be like this," Ah Chou struggled to break free from Zhong Mingwei's confinement, while desperately covering his mouth and nose, "I'm not... not cured of typhoid fever, it's contagious..."
"It's okay! It's okay, it's okay..." Zhong Mingwei didn't care about this, and he hugged Ah Chou tightly. He really missed her so much. These days, from the gray morning to the dark night, from the morning From the porridge and side dishes to the noodle soup in the evening, he never thought about Ah Chou for a moment. He felt that he was going crazy. If he hadn't cared about these two legs, he would have brought A Chou back long ago.