"You... don't say that, I was just joking with you," it was Ah Chou's turn to feel uncomfortable. She scratched her hair and turned to Zhong Mingwei and said, "I know you must be very bored sitting here. How about I go into the house and get you a book to read?"
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "...I won't watch it."
"You won't read it?" Ah Chou was a little surprised, and pouted his lips a little disappointedly. "Is the book I bought not good?"
"Ahem!" Zhong Mingwei didn't know what to say. Why did he end up talking about this again? He coughed a few times and then said to Ah Chou in a vague voice. "No, the books you bought are all very good."
"Oh. So what do you want to read now?" Ah Chou stood up in a hurry. While wiping his hands, he asked Zhong Mingwei, "Which one do you want to read today? "Hu Chun Wild History" or "The Legend of Dragonfly"? I'll get it for you right away."
"I... I'll watch it at night. I don't want to watch it now." Zhong Mingwei felt that this girl was going to force him to become a shameless scoundrel.
"Huh? Why do you always read at night? What's wrong with you?" Ah Chou felt very puzzled. In the end, he didn't go to get the book. He sat down again and continued to wash clothes. He casually said to Zhong Mingwei, "Read to me one day. I like listening to people reading the most. I listened to the storyteller reading in the Yanxi Palace before. It was very pleasant. It's been nearly two years since I last listened to it."
The corners of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched even more violently. After gnashing his teeth for a long time, he finally uttered a sound: "...Okay, I'll read it to you later."
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Uncle Chen and his men worked at home for a whole day and finally built the kang. Since there was no kang in Zhong Mingwei's room, there was no need to dismantle it and repair it, so the work was easier than that at Chen Qingxuan's house. Ah Chou thanked them profusely, paid them five cents of silver, and sent Uncle Chen out. When Ah Chou was about to lock the door, Uncle Chen stopped him again.
"What's wrong, Uncle Chen?" Achou hurried out the door again.
"Oh, nothing else. When we went up the mountain this morning, Grandma Chen asked me to tell you something. She told you to go down the mountain to find her when it's convenient for you, so that she can pay you for the embroidery work," Uncle Chen said with a smile. "You see, I almost forgot about such an important matter."
"Thank you, Uncle Chen!" Ah Chou immediately smiled.
"It's okay, it's okay! Come in." Uncle Chen waved his hand, then turned and left.
Ah Chou jumped into the room and saw Zhong Mingwei sitting in front of a chair in a daze.
"This is..." Ah Chou was stunned when he looked at the chair. His face turned red immediately and he couldn't continue talking.
This is a newly made chair. Uncle Chen made it according to Zhong Mingwei's description. However, this chair is different from ordinary chairs. There is a big round hole in the middle. Uncle Chen made such a chair in the afternoon when the young apprentice was working on the mud kang. As for the purpose of this chair, there is no need for Zhong Mingwei to explain, and Achou can naturally guess it.
"From now on, you just need to help me get out of bed." Zhong Mingwei suppressed his discomfort and tried to make his tone calm. It was just a few words, but it really took a lot of effort for Zhong Mingwei to say it.
"Okay, I'll help you," Ah Chou nodded, and tried to suppress her embarrassment. She came in from the outer hall, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to put Zhong Mingwei's feet on her thighs. "Whenever you want... just call me, I'll be there whenever you call."
Zhong Mingwei saw Ah Chou taking off his socks and hurried over to stop him: "Wait until you wash your feet before cutting them, they'll stink."
"Not smelly," Ah Chou pushed his hand away and took off Zhong Mingwei's socks. She didn't think Zhong Mingwei's feet smelled. Even if they did, she really didn't mind. She bent down slightly and carefully cut Zhong Mingwei's toenails. She frowned and said, "I hate cutting your toenails the most. They are too hard and grow into the flesh. I'm afraid I'll cut your flesh."
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