"Yes, I'm happy." Zhong Mingwei rubbed the back of Achou's head, and his heart was warm and sour.
"Don't keep rubbing my hair. It's already loose after running around outside all day." Ah Chou grumbled, standing up and untying the loose braid.
"Braid your hair again?" Zhong Mingwei took the wooden comb from the kang and combed Ah Chou's hair. He said as he combed. "It's getting longer again, almost down to the waist."
"Really?" Somehow, after hearing this, Ah Chou looked a little embarrassed. As she spoke, she reached out to touch her hair. As expected, it fell to her waist. Ah Chou couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled shyly.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot?" Zhong Mingwei asked curiously while braiding her hair.
"No need to braid it. It's already late. What's the point of braiding it?" Ah Chou was busy combing her hair. She didn't let Zhong Mingwei comb his hair, and put a cloak on him. She went over to help Zhong Mingwei up, "It's getting late. Let's go out and stand for a while and then come back. I bought a big fish and will stew it for you later."
As soon as he stood up, Zhong Mingwei frowned. His knees ached dully, and his calves were tense. He looked at Ah Chou's disheveled hair and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth: "Don't go, let's enjoy the snow tomorrow."
"Why are you shaking more today than yesterday?" As soon as he took a step, Ah Chou realized something was wrong and hurriedly looked up to ask Zhong Mingwei, "What's wrong? Is your leg uncomfortable?"
"No, it's just that my legs are numb from sitting for too long." Zhong Mingwei was busy trying to coax Ah Chou by pursing his lips.
"Yes, it's my fault that I was out for too long today and didn't massage your legs," Ah Chou blamed himself, and added, "I'll give you a good massage tonight and then find a hot towel to warm you up."
"Okay," Zhong Mingwei nodded. His knees were still a little uncomfortable. In order to divert his attention, Zhong Mingwei casually asked Ah Chou, "Is the wedding here lively?"
"It's so lively!" Ah Chou's mouth was opened all of a sudden, and he began to chatter non-stop, "Zhong Mingwei, let me tell you that the weddings here are different from those in the capital. In Ningguta, the groom carries the bride into the house, for real. Hehe, I feel embarrassed watching it, but everyone here joins in the fun, and it's so lively. Also, here the bride and groom have to go to the Yue Lao Temple together before the wedding. It's said to be some custom, to tie the knot and pray for a long life together or something, I can't remember clearly..."
Zhong Mingwei listened to her chattering, his lips moved, and he wanted to say, "I will carry you home when the time comes." However, a dull pain in his knee made him swallow the words back. He was a little annoyed, but Achou continued to chatter.
"Weddings here are so lively. I've never seen a wedding in the capital, but I've heard that there are so many rules and it's boring. It's better to be in this remote area, where there aren't so many rules," Ah Chou said, looking up at Zhong Mingwei. "When your leg is healed, if there's a wedding here, I'll take you to watch the fun! Then, let's see if we can get a free seat at the wedding banquet, hehe!"
Zhong Mingwei thought in his heart that this girl was really useless and brainless. When his leg healed, he would naturally marry her as soon as possible. Why would he need her to eat at other people's wedding banquets?
But facing Zhang Yan's smiling face, he finally nodded and said softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
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The two of them finally reached the yard, step by step. The snow had become much smaller, floating down lightly. The white world was completely silent, without even a sound of wind, except for the "crunching" sound of the two people stepping on the snow.
"You must have never walked on snow before, right?" Achou asked Zhong Mingwei with his head tilted.
"No." Zhong Mingwei answered honestly. He was right. There would be several heavy snowfalls in the capital every year. But this had no effect on Zhong Mingwei. Wherever he stepped on the road, it would be swept clean. Not to mention snow, there would not even be a grain of dust on his feet.
"Hey, don't you think it's fun?" Ah Chou laughed and stepped on the snow with all his strength, making a "crunching" sound. "I like stepping on the thick snow the most. Every time I step down, there will be a pit. It's really fun."
"It's true," Zhong Mingwei followed Ah Chou and stepped on the clean and fluffy snow, grinning, "It's more interesting than stepping on the ground."
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