"I just gnawed a big bone. Where's the boss?" Ah Chou looked at the full bowl of meat and felt a little scared.
"Don't finish this bowl. You are not allowed to eat the roasted sweet potato later." Zhong Mingwei knew that Ah Chou would do this, so he specially buried a sweet potato in the fire when he was making it.
"But I have to eat the bone marrow later," Ah Chou liked roasted sweet potatoes the most. Why not? But when he looked at the bones in the pot, his brows knitted together. "I have to leave some room for the bone marrow."
"Is this all right?" Zhong Mingwei transferred half of the meat in her bowl to his own, and then passed the bowl to her.
Ah Chou still thought it was too much, but he didn't complain anymore. He just picked up the bowl and started eating.
Zhong Mingwei poured a bowl of tea for Ah Chou and smiled smugly. What should we do if our children are picky eaters? He now has a lot of experience to share.
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After dinner, Ah Chou was full again as expected. He could not sit still for a while on the kang. He simply supported Zhong Mingwei and walked around the yard.
Ah Chou first put on the cotton coat for Zhong Mingwei, then went to the side room to get the black fox fur cloak for Zhong Mingwei to put on, and then helped Zhong Mingwei to move slowly outside. After taking a breath, the two finally arrived in the yard.
Because it was cold. This Chengzi Zhong Mingwei had never left his room, and he always practiced his legs in the room. Ah Chou was even more afraid that his legs would get cold, so he would not easily let him go out of the outer hall. Today, when he came out unexpectedly, Ah Chou was inevitably a little worried, and he would cover Zhong Mingwei with a cloak from time to time. At the same time, he kept asking: "Are you cold? If it's cold, let's go back now?"
Why is it cold?
Zhong Mingwei was sweaty all over. He felt that he was dressed like a dumpling, with a cotton jacket and cotton trousers with a coat on top. In fact, he also had a pair of woolen trousers inside the cotton trousers. When Achou forced him to wear the cotton trousers just now, Zhong Mingwei was reluctant at first, but Achou insisted so much that he finally put them on obediently. He had never worn so many clothes before, and he looked so funny. The clothes were too thick and he could not take a step at all. He had a lot of effort to walk today.
"If you don't believe me, try it," Zhong Mingwei said as he held Ah Chou's hand. Now it was Zhong Mingwei's turn to look gloomy. "Why are your hands so cold?"
"My hands have always been this cold. No matter how thickly I wear, my hands and feet are still cold. It's natural and there's nothing I can do about it," Ah Chou defended.
Zhong Mingwei's heart sank. Having lived on the kang for a long time, he naturally knew that Achou had cold hands and feet, so he was even more worried. Achou had such a severe cold body, so it was inevitable that he would have abdominal pain every month.
"Next time you go to the market, see if there's any donkey-hide gelatin for sale," Zhong Mingwei said to Ah Chou in a deep voice, "If there is, buy some back."
"What is donkey-hide gelatin?" Ah Chou asked, looking up.
"It's good for nourishing the body and is best eaten by girls." Zhong Mingwei said.
"Why would I need to make up for it?" Ah Chou finally understood and patted his chest to Zhong Mingwei, "I'm very strong and can carry dozens of kilograms of firewood. Don't waste your money..."
"Be obedient!" Zhong Mingwei interrupted Achou with a frown. Sometimes, he was really troubled by Achou's disobedience.
"Oh..." Achou was not happy in his heart, but looking at Zhong Mingwei's expression, he finally agreed obediently.
"Zhong Mingwei, it's been winter for so long, why hasn't it snowed yet?" Achou supported Zhong Mingwei and walked slowly in the empty yard.
"It doesn't snow every year," said Zhong Mingwei.
"I like winter the most," Ah Chou said, "but if it doesn't snow in winter, I won't like it either."
"Do you like snow so much?" Zhong Mingwei asked.
"Yeah, I'm really good at making snowmen!" Ah Chou was a little cocky when he said this, tilting his head and saying to Zhong Mingwei, "Also, I'm good at having snowball fights, too. None of the maids in the laundry department can beat me, hehe!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her bright smile and couldn't help but curl his lips as well: "Is our girl so amazing?"
"Of course, skiing and snowball fights are all my skills!" Ah Chou became even more cocky, looking at Zhong Mingwei with sparkling eyes, "Even though you are so big, you definitely can't beat me!"
Zhong Mingwei pinched her red nose and said, "So you are waiting for a snowy day to bully me?"
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