Chapter 166: Don’t want to sleep at night? [Three more chapters]
Chen Xiang was still thinking about this question until she finished her meal.
After Zhou Dongmeng cleaned up the dining table and the kitchen, he pushed the door and walked into the west room with the footbath water. When he looked up, he saw the little girl sitting on the bed in a daze.
He walked over, bent down and placed the footbath water at her feet.
Then he knelt down on one knee, looked up at the girl, his resolute face softened like a pool of water, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"
Chen Xiang's dark, bright eyes moved slightly, and she met the man's gaze: "Of course you want to sell fast food."
"Wash your feet first."
"oh."
She responded casually, lifted her feet and stretched them over obediently, smiling and saying, "Help me take off my socks!"
Zhou Dongmeng heard this and smiled slightly.
There was endless doting in his slightly narrowed eyes. He held the girl's ankle with one hand and with the other hand gently pulled off her cotton socks and slowly put them into the foot basin.
The clean, warm water instantly reached her ankles.
Afterwards, Zhou Dongmeng put the other one in as well, and he used his hands to scoop up water and pour it on the back of her feet.
Zhou Dongmeng said in a soft voice: "Is it hot?"
"Not hot, just right."
Chen Xiang placed her hands on the sides of the bed, pressed her shoulders down slightly, and playfully clamped the man's big, thick hands with her feet.
Soon he pushed her back into the water with one hand.
She smiled and continued to tease him with her feet.
After being pinched for no apparent number of times, Zhou Dongmeng finally raised his head, met her eyes with a smile, and said in a faint voice, "Don't you want to sleep tonight?"
Chen Xiang: “…”
She quickly loosened her feet and washed them obediently.
Zhou Dong suddenly stood up and took a towel specially used for wiping feet from the side. While wiping her feet, he asked, "Were you thinking about the problem of keeping warm just now?"
Chen Xiang shook her feet and nodded, "Yeah."
"Is there any solution?"
"have……"
Chen Xiang then told the man the two plans she had just thought of.
Zhou Dongmeng listened carefully and felt that the second method was better. As for modifying the tricycle at home into a fast food truck, he said he would do it himself.
Chen Xiang was a little excited, her brows raised: "Then I'll draw a picture for you?"
Zhou Dong nodded fiercely: "Okay."
He got up and left the room. After a while he came back with a notebook and a pencil in his hands.
Zhou Dongmeng handed the things to Chen Xiang, then he sat on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and started washing his feet with the water used by his wife.
Chen Xiang was lying on the bed, with her two white and tender little feet, which had just been washed, raised and suspended in the air.
She held a pencil in her hand and drew a fast food truck on the notebook. As she drew, she explained: "First, we need to lengthen and widen the entire tricycle, but the outline remains the same. We only need to change the length of the wooden board."
"There are two or three stoves underneath, and a large flat-bottomed iron pot is customized on top. Fill it with water, and then put a wooden board on top. The cooked food is placed on top..."
After Chen Xiang finished speaking, she raised her hand and looked carefully at what she had drawn.
She pouted, pondered for a few seconds, added a few more strokes, and said, "Adding a shed can not only maintain hygiene but also keep warm."
Zhou Dongmeng lowered his eyes and kept looking at her.
The kerosene lamp in the room was placed on the wall beside the bed. The soft, hazy yellow light shone down from above his head. He could see the girl's round profile, the dense layer of fine hair on her skin, and her curled eyelashes swaying like a butterfly dancing in the grass.