"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry. The roads are slippery in the snow. Please bear with me." Kong Wenmin was in a good mood when he heard the "hissing" sound of gasping in the carriage. He whipped the horse more frequently, "Gee, gee, gee!"
"Kong Wenmin, you bastard!" Chen Qingxuan covered his nose, which was both painful and sore. He cursed loudly. The scholar who had always been gentle and refined was completely different today.
"If Miss Fang heard such vulgar words from Mr. Chen, she would probably be sad." Kong Wenmin sneered.
"Haha, if Miss Fang knew that she had such a shameless and unscrupulous admirer like Guard Kong, she would probably be even more sad." Chen Qingxuan sneered.
"Gee, gee, gee!" The next second, Kong Wenmin vented his rising anger on the horse.
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Jixian Book House.
After waiting for Chen Qingxuan to leave, Ah Chou came out of the house in a hurry, holding a tray with several kinds of cakes on it. She had been busy in the room for half a day, and she was only concerned with these cakes. There were not enough materials in Jixian Book House, and she could not find many kinds. Ah Chou could only work hard on the patterns, so the cakes on the tray were all very beautiful. Some were pinched into walnuts, some were jujube-shaped, some were chestnut-shaped, and there was also a little rabbit and a little lamb. Zhong Mingwei was a rabbit, and Ah Chou was a sheep. When pinching cakes in the afternoon, Ah Chou thought about pinching this pair of little rabbits and little lambs. At this time, looking at these two little guys who looked a bit weird, Ah Chou couldn't help but curl her lips, and then carefully put these small cakes into the food box, and then went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of Yuanxiao, and put them into the food box.
Achou brought the food box to the main hall, then went back to his room and put on his cotton jacket and trousers. Afraid that it was cold outside, he specially found a thick cotton robe of Grandma Chen and put it on. He also wrapped himself in a scarf, put on a hat and gloves, and then went out with the food box. However, the door was just closed when it was suddenly pushed open again. Achou hurried into the kitchen, poured out the medicine, blew on it, and drank it up in gulps. Then he finally went out again.
Ah Chou hadn't gone out for nearly half a month. She was going crazy staying in the room all day. Although it was late at this time, she was in a very good mood. She hummed a little tune all the way as she walked towards the foot of the mountain.
"The sun sets over the mountain, and the autumn insects are buzzing. My sixth brother, whom I miss day and night, has come to my door..."
Ah Chou hummed a little tune, feeling happy. When Zhong Mingwei saw her, would he be more surprised? Or more delighted? In any case, Zhong Mingwei would definitely be very happy, right?
Hehehehe.
The more Ah Chou thought about it, the happier she became, and even her steps became lighter. But when she suddenly saw a frozen lake in front of her, her steps suddenly slowed down. She looked at the lake a little nervously, then looked around, picked up a branch from the ground to use as a crutch, and walked up the mountain road carefully step by step.
That morning, he was in too much of a hurry to go down the mountain to fetch water. As a result, he fell down when he was almost home. Later, he contracted typhoid fever, and Zhong Mingwei's legs were injured as well. Ah Chou still feels very guilty when he thinks about it now.
I don’t know how Zhong Mingwei’s legs and feet are now.
Ah Chou was no longer in the mood to sing the song. He lowered his head and walked up the mountain in silence, step by step.
…
“Pah, pah, pah!”
Zhong Mingwei was still in a daze when he heard someone knocking on the window. Before he could sit up, he heard the sound of a window opening outside.
"Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei!" Ah Chou stood on tiptoe and gently opened the tattered window. He looked into the dark room and called softly, "Zhong Mingwei, are you asleep?"
"Girl!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei had already lifted the quilt and climbed to the window. He looked at their little girl with surprise and joy, and then suddenly hugged Ah Chou. He hugged Ah Chou tightly and kept kissing the little girl's hair that was covered with snowflakes. "Girl! Why are you here?"
"You... don't do this," Ah Chou struggled to break free from Zhong Mingwei's restraints, while desperately covering his mouth and nose, "My typhoid fever hasn't... it hasn't healed yet, it's contagious..."
"It's okay! It's okay, it's okay..." Zhong Mingwei didn't care about all that and still held Achou tightly. He missed her so much. These days, from the gray early morning to the dark late night, from the light porridge and side dishes in the morning to the noodle dumpling soup in the evening, there was not a moment when he didn't miss Achou. He felt like he was going crazy. If he hadn't cared about his two legs, he would have taken Achou back long ago.
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