Yes, it is unusual, and there are as many ups and downs as there are honors and glory.
He was always angry, hating the unpredictable human heart and the endless cruelty of the people. But when he looked back, how much blood was on his hands?
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So, today, should he be content?
"I know!"
"I'm back!"
As the girl's voice came from outside, the clenched fist suddenly loosened. Zhong Mingwei was busy wiping his wet hands on his clothes, and he couldn't help laughing again.
He didn't have these bad habits before. But now he has been with the girl for a long time. He has really acquired a lot of bad habits. Not to mention wiping his hands on his clothes, sometimes when he eats, he will scratch his head with the end of his chopsticks. This is really too rude and unruly. To put it nicely, this is not particular about details. To put it bluntly, this is sloppy. But Zhong Mingwei likes this unruly but enjoyable life more and more.
So, be willing.
Being a lame man who may never be cured in his lifetime in Ningguta, taking care of their little girl, and cultivating a few acres of thin land, ploughing in spring and harvesting in autumn, what's wrong with that?
"Zhong Mingwei, I brought some sauerkraut from Grandma Chen. They made it first and it's ready to eat now. Grandma Chen said it's delicious when stewed with bones or used to make dumplings. Let's stew the bones today. If you think it's delicious, I'll pickle a few more jars of sauerkraut later," Ah Chou happily brought a small bowl of sauerkraut in to show Zhong Mingwei, "Look, this is sauerkraut, pickled cabbage..."
Ah Chou didn't say anything else. She stared at the four large bundles at the end of the bed. Her face turned pale for a moment. She turned her head and looked at Zhong Mingwei: "Who has been here?"
"Oh, the Queen Mother sent someone to bring me something," Zhong Mingwei said lightly. Seeing Ah Chou's bad face, he knew that she was worried about the people in the capital. He took the pot of pickled vegetables from Ah Chou and put it on the small table. While holding her cold hand, he said softly, "It's okay. It's just that the Queen Mother is worried about me and didn't send someone to Ningguta to check. It's okay. It's really the Queen Mother's people. I have sent them away."
"Then...did he see me?" Ah Chou bit his lip and came back to his senses after a long time. He asked timidly, "Does he...does he know that I am not Miss Duan?"
"No, he didn't see you," Zhong Mingwei said hurriedly, pulling Ah Chou to sit in front of him, rubbing her hands, and comforting her softly, "Don't worry, even if he finds out, he won't tell anyone, don't worry."
"But, but..." Ah Chou was still in shock and looked at Zhong Mingwei anxiously, "But he must know that you are well, and he will definitely report it to the Queen Mother when he returns."
Zhong Mingwei was startled: "Girl, you don't want the Queen Mother to know that I'm well?"
"No, no, no, not at all..." Ah Chou shook her head hurriedly, but Zhong Mingwei looked at her without blinking, and she lowered her head guiltily, and after a long time she nodded gently.
"Why?" Zhong Mingwei asked softly.
Ah Chou shook her head quickly, still turning her back to face Zhong Mingwei, her pigtails swinging back and forth.
After combing Achou's hair for a long time, Zhong Mingwei gradually figured out a lot of ways, but the best way to tie a pigtail was to tie it. Last time, Achou went down the mountain and bought a new hairband. It was made of light yellow silk. Not many people bought such a bright color, and it would be even harder to sell in winter. A two-foot-long silk only cost twenty cents, and Achou couldn't resist and bought it. But then she regretted it, thinking it was too bright and hard to tie, so she kept it under her pillow, wondering if she could return it next time she went to the market. But her red hairband was gone today, so she could only use this new one. The long light yellow silk was braided into the braid along Achou's long hair, which looked very beautiful. In the morning, when Zhong Mingwei was braiding her hair, he couldn't help but say that the girl was really pretty. Achou secretly rejoiced for a long time in her heart, and then she felt that the twenty cents were worth it.
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