"Girl, I understand what you mean," Zhong Mingwei said softly after a while. In the darkness, he pursed his lips bitterly. After a pause, he continued, "I will try my best to be a husband you can trust."
Yes. He will definitely work hard, just like Ah Chou has been working so hard and desperately to adapt to his current identity and position.
In the first half of his life, he had been desperately walking on the path guided by the Queen Mother. He had been working so hard and was so tired, but he could not turn back. Today. On a snowy night in Ningguta. A little girl told him not to force himself to do things he didn't want to do or couldn't do for the time being, and not to suppress his anger when he was angry. Laugh out loud when he was happy.
Not only that, she also said that it was enough for him to be her husband, and from now on, she wanted him to live a happy and comfortable life.
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No one had ever said such things to him, no one had ever hoped that he... hoped that he would live freely and happily.
Really never.
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In the darkness. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but burst into tears. When he spoke again, he tried hard to hide his emotions. He calmed himself down and said, "Girl, don't go down the mountain. Since the typhoid fever hasn't healed, let's treat it at home. I'll boil medicine for you. There's no need to trouble others anymore."
He used to worry about his legs, so he had been anxious these days and was reluctant to let Ah Chou come back. But now, the big stone in his heart was dissolved by the girl's words. He didn't feel too sad. What if his legs were injured? It wasn't the first time. At worst, he could start over and recover little by little. In any case, it was better than lying in bed half dead. After all, this girl didn't despise him. What was there for him, a grown man, to be hypocritical?
"Sure, I've wanted to come back for a long time," Ah Chou was so happy that she turned over in bed and smiled towards Zhong Mingwei. When she spoke again, her voice was crooked. "I'm really not used to living at Grandma Chen's house all day. I feel so restricted. It's better to be at home. I can do whatever I want. When I come back tomorrow, I'll stew sauerkraut and pork ribs. We'll eat the meat and drink the soup, and you have to crack my bones and eat my marrow, hehe!"
"Okay, I haven't eaten for a few days, I'm craving for it," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He was really craving for it, his mouth was watering, "Girl, can I stick a pancake next to the pot of pickled cabbage and pork ribs? I really want to eat it."
"Sure, it will be delicious when dipped in soup," Ah Chou also felt greedy, hugged his knees and chattered to Zhong Mingwei, "Let's add some vermicelli in it. There is a big bag of it stored in the side room. I bought it from the best stall on the street, and I haven't eaten it many times yet. Zhong Mingwei, do you still remember? The vermicelli from that stall is especially good, elastic and chewy, very chewy, and tastes better than meat. Let's put more vermicelli in it tomorrow. I don't need to eat meat, I can eat two big bowls of vermicelli. Then, you can also..."
"Alright, alright, stop talking," Zhong Mingwei was busy interrupting Ah Chou. Even though he had just eaten a big bowl of Yuanxiao and had a belly full of small cakes, he was still too hungry to bear it. If he listened to Ah Chou continue talking, he would have bitten his pillow to satisfy his hunger. "Hurry up and go to bed. It's so late."
"Oh." Achou responded, then turned over and felt sleepy. She thought drowsily that it was better to be at home.
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The next day.
Achou got up early in the morning and made breakfast. After they ate, Achou was busy going down the mountain. Since he had already discussed with Zhong Mingwei about moving back, he naturally had to go downstairs to pack up clothes and medicinal herbs and other things. Originally, Zhong Mingwei wanted to wait for Pang Yi to come back and get them. Calculating the time, Pang Yi estimated that it would only take one or two days, but Achou felt that he had lived in someone else's house for such a long time, it would be embarrassing if he didn't thank him and say goodbye in person. What's more, Chen Qingxuan said that Grandma Chen would be back from the village today, so Achou had to go down the mountain. At that time, Achou took a basket of bacon and dried goods from the side room and went down the mountain.
When Achou arrived at Jixian Book House, Chen Qingxuan was sitting in the outer hall without saying a word.
"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, why are you up so early?" Ah Chou looked at Chen Qingxuan, who was sitting like a sculpture, in surprise. She put the basket on the table and suddenly turned her head and stared at Chen Qingxuan, "Mr. Chen, you didn't sleep at all?"
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