"What is there to be happy about?" Ah Chou still felt embarrassed and muttered to himself.
"Girl, I'm happy that you don't despise me." Zhong Mingwei rarely said such humble words.
"How could I dislike you?" Ah Chou finally dared to look Zhong Mingwei in the eye. He was originally extremely annoyed. Now that he had landed on the ground, he became eloquent again. "Didn't we agree on this long ago? We are evenly matched. No one dislikes anyone else, right?"
"Yes, we agreed on this early in the morning," Zhong Mingwei nodded with a smile. His eyes were still fixed on Ah Chou's face, and he bit his lip, as if he had something difficult to say but didn't know how to say it. In the end, he didn't say it. He patted the back of Ah Chou's hand and urged, "Hurry up. Be careful not to get cold."
"Oh." This time Ah Chou was not shy. He took off his cotton pants in front of Zhong Mingwei, revealing his patched shorts underneath, and then he stepped into the bathtub with a red face.
It was just like what Zhong Mingwei said. It was so comfortable. Ah Chou was howling in pain because of the heat. He took a deep breath and sat in the tub, sighing comfortably: "It's really comfortable."
"I didn't lie to you, did I?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but smile at her happy expression. He reached out to pull Ah Chou's hand, "Girl, come here."
"What?" Ah Chou opened his eyes wide and looked at the man opposite him warily, "You...you, what do you want to do?"
"I'm here to wipe your back," Zhong Mingwei explained to her while holding up the handkerchief in his hand. "You always wipe my back. You haven't had your back wiped in a long time, right?"
"No, no, don't do it. I can wipe it myself," Ah Chou hurriedly shook his head and muttered with a red face, "Don't touch me."
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you." Zhong Mingwei naturally wouldn't force her, so he didn't insist any more. He lowered his head and wiped his arm intermittently. He didn't know how long he had been wiping. He threw away the handkerchief in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at Ah Chou, whose cheeks were flushed from the heat. He clenched his hands in the water into fists, then slowly loosened them, and then clenched them again, "Girl."
"Ah?" Ah Feng opened her eyes with a groan. It was so comfortable to take a hot bath. She had kept her eyes closed, both for comfort and to avoid embarrassment. However, when she saw Zhong Mingwei's heavy face, her heart immediately began to beat. She hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Girl, when my legs and feet are healed," Zhong Mingwei listened to every word he said. He was so nervous that his heart didn't even beat when he said this, "I will marry you."
Ah Chou's back suddenly straightened up, and she stared at Zhong Mingwei opposite her. In the steaming heat, the man was looking at her without blinking, with expectation and uneasiness.
"Okay?" After a long while, there was no response from Ah Chou. Zhong Mingwei could not help but ask again. His heart was even more panicked, for fear that Ah Chou would spit out a "no" from his mouth. He hurriedly continued, "I... I think my legs will definitely be healed. Now my thighs are stronger than before, but my knees are still not very strong. However, I will train my legs well and strive to go to the fields in the spring of next year. I can do everything, sweep the floor, cook, and fetch water. If I can't do it, I will learn it, such as farming, plowing the land, and feeding cattle. Although I have never done these things before, girl, I have always learned things quickly. Others need at least half a year to learn to ride a horse, but I learned it in less than a month. Therefore, I will definitely farm better than others in the future. We will plant what you like to eat, and we will not plant what you don't like to eat. Girl, I will definitely be able to support you and let you live a good life. You don't have to wear patched clothes anymore..."
Zhong Mingwei was talking anxiously. He was so nervous that he became incoherent at the end. He couldn't listen to anything else, but his mouth wouldn't listen to him and he couldn't stop. He kept on chattering, as if as long as he kept on talking, Ah Chou would be moved and softened.
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