"Why do you want to build the stove in the house? The whole house will be filled with odors," Ah Chou couldn't help but complain to Zhong Mingwei after Uncle Chen and the others left. "When winter comes, I will have to get up early every day and cook in your house. I will definitely wake you up."
Do you think you always bother me?
Zhong Mingwei curled his lips slightly and put down the tea bowl in his hand. He reached out and pulled Ah Chou to sit in front of him: "Just inside the house. I want to watch you cook."
"What's so good about cooking?" Ah Chou muttered, but her face turned red again. She lowered her head. She glanced at Zhong Mingwei secretly and hummed softly, "This is what you want to build in the house. If you get annoyed, you can't blame me."
Zhong Mingwei smiled and rubbed Ah Chou's messy hair. Uncle Chen came too early, and he hadn't had time to tie their little girl's hair. At this time, he rubbed the little girl's hair and nodded at the little girl: "Go and bring in the comb."
"I don't want you to do it," the little girl said softly with a red face. "There are people outside, I can do it myself."
"You also said it was outside. How can we see it?" Zhong Mingwei said softly.
Ah Chou hummed and moaned, but her heart was actually leaping with joy. She finally went to the outer hall to get a comb and came back. Then she sat obediently in front of Zhong Mingwei, letting Zhong Mingwei's big hands comb her hair. The man's hands were inevitably a little strong, but Ah Chou didn't feel any pain. Instead, she kept curling her lips and smiling foolishly.
From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever tied her hair except Zhong Mingwei.
Zhong Mingwei is so nice. She should be nicer to him in the future.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but ask when he heard her laughing.
"When the stove is built, I'll make stewed fish for you. Then I'll make some cornmeal pancakes and you can eat them while sitting on the kang. It's very convenient," Ah Chou said softly, pointing to the corner, as if the stove had already been built and was right there. "It will definitely be delicious if we use the spring water from the mountain to stew the fish. We can also use the soybean paste from Ningguta as the base. The soybean paste here is very fragrant, better than the one in the capital. By then, the fish soup in the pot will be bubbling with steam, with the fragrance of fish and soybean paste. In short, it will be very fragrant. The corn pancakes will be fragrant and crispy, and dipped in the fish soup. Hehehe, you can eat at least ten pancakes..."
"Ten pieces are not enough. I can eat twenty pieces." Zhong Mingwei seriously suspected that Ah Chou was a chef and storyteller in his previous life. Whenever he talked about food, he would be drooling. Although he had just finished breakfast, Zhong Mingwei put down the comb in his hand, took the hair tie and wound it around, smiling, "I'll help you when the time comes."
"Hehehe, you are definitely making things worse. Just open your mouth and wait for food," Ah Chou laughed, and while reaching out to touch his hair, he said to Zhong Mingwei awkwardly, "You are really good at tying your hair. Did you practice it before?"
Actually, Ah Chou wanted to ask, have you ever done other people's hair before? Zhong Mingwei had said no before, but this good skill made Ah Chou suspicious. However, Ah Chou couldn't say it out loud, it was too sour and hypocritical.
"Why would a grown man like me practice this?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly. He tied a beautiful knot on the red hair string and pinched Ah Chou's ponytail, saying, "If I practiced, I would have practiced here with you."
Ah Chou was happy again. Her originally troubled heart was now completely at ease. She felt warm in her heart and smiled, "You have to practice hard then. I see girls out there tying their hair so beautifully, with the falling horse bun and flying sky bun. I'm jealous, but I'm clumsy and can never learn."
"Okay, I'll practice more." Zhong Mingwei agreed happily. From a respected prince to an old nanny who was devoted to teaching their little girl how to tie her hair, Zhong Mingwei made the transition so naturally.
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