"Do you want to eat more?" Seeing that Ah Chou had finished eating the bone marrow, Zhong Mingwei pointed to another bone.
"Yeah, I want more." Ah Chou's face flushed slightly, and his eyelashes trembled violently. "You are free anyway. Then knock me another one."
"Okay, wait." Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips. He cracked open another bone and brought it to Ah Chou just like before.
This time, Zhong Mingwei didn't need to say anything, Achou just came over and ate the bone marrow.
Watching Ah Chou finish eating the bone marrow, Zhong Mingwei took a handkerchief to wipe her mouth. He couldn't help but poke the dimple on her cheek and said with a smile, "Are you so happy?"
"Yeah, I haven't eaten bone marrow for a long time." Ah Chou whispered. But she didn't think so in her heart. She was happy because Zhong Mingwei cared about her, just like she cared about Zhong Mingwei. She never thought that Zhong Mingwei would care about her so much before. Now she knows. How can she not be happy? She almost wanted to scream. But she held it back and lowered her head. Silently savoring the sweetness in her heart.
"Zhong Mingwei, from now on...can you knock my bones?" After a while, Ah Chou suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhong Mingwei, his dark eyes full of expectation.
"Okay, I'll knock for you forever." Zhong Mingwei said softly, reaching out to grab Ah Chou's hand and gently squeeze it, "Knock until you get tired of it."
"I never get tired of eating this." Ah Chou looked at the hand held by the man and felt that his heart was about to burst out. "It's so delicious, how... how can I get tired of eating it?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything else, he just held Achou's hand tighter. Achou's hands were actually very beautiful, long and slender, with fair skin. If such a pair of soft hands grew on the hands of a noble lady in the capital, she would definitely be able to play the piano well. However, Achou's hands were very rough, especially the palms, which were covered with calluses of various sizes, thick and hard, much rougher than the hands of Zhong Mingwei, a man who had practiced sword since childhood. Zhong Mingwei gently rubbed the calluses on her palms, and his heart ached.
It was this pair of tender and rough hands that were chopping wood in the yard early in the morning. Zhong Mingwei was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of chopping wood outside, and he felt that the axe was chopping his heart.
"I... I'm going to wash the dishes." Ah Chou's face turned red and her heart beat fast because of Zhong Mingwei's touch. She felt that she would go crazy if she stayed with Zhong Mingwei any longer. She hurriedly pulled her hand away, put on her shoes carelessly, and then trotted out with the tray.
Zhong Mingwei turned around and looked through the window to see his aunt-in-law running to the well in a panic. She threw the dishes and bowls on the tray aside, fetched a bucket of water, then squatted on the ground, reached out to scoop up the cold water in the bucket and splashed it on her face. Her already red face became even redder.
Zhong Mingwei stared at the face that was red all the way to the neck, at the scar that meandered down from the chin, and at her dark eyes. The smile in those eyes was so obvious that anyone who saw it would be moved. Zhong Mingwei stared at her like that infatuatedly until Ah Chou suddenly covered her mouth, and then those eyes smiled into two crescent moons.
"How can you be so happy so easily?" Zhong Mingwei also curved his eyes. He shook his head gently and decided not to steal the girl's secret joy anymore. He turned his head away and took out two bare black stones from behind. There were obvious scratches on the stones, and it was obvious that they had been polished for a long time.
Zhong Mingwei found it in the yard. The first time he was helped by Achou to bask in the sun in the yard, Achou was washing clothes by the well and he sat on the side watching her. Achou was washing clothes with a bent waist and a grunting sound, and his neck and back were all straight. Achou had a beautiful neck, but it had an ugly scar on it, which naturally attracted a lot of attention. Zhong Mingwei just stared at Achou's neck for a long time without blinking.
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