"I won't cry, I won't cry. It's such a good thing. Why should I cry?" Ah Chou covered his face and wiped it randomly, while busy rubbing Zhong Mingwei's hand with red eyes, "How do you feel now? Can you move again?"
Zhong Mingwei turned his wrist. His movements were slow and trembling, but Ah Chou was already overjoyed: "Show me a comparison!"
Zhong Mingwei put his four fingers together with great effort and raised one finger to Ah Chou.
"Twice again!" Ah Chou laughed even louder. He didn't look like he had just cried.
Zhong Mingwei then obediently raised two fingers.
"Three!" Ah Chou's dark eyes were shining as he stared straight at the man's hand, totally unaware of the tenderness on the man's face.
After the third round, Zhong Mingwei said he would never compete with the fourth round again. This was really stupid, and he felt a little tired. He just moved a little. His arms were so sore and numb. Ah Chou was afraid that he would be tired, so he went to rub his arms. That kind of attentiveness scared Zhong Mingwei: "Girl, don't rub it anymore, really don't rub it."
Ah Chou ignored him and continued to pinch his fingers, one by one, in circles: "Why don't you pinch them? I pinched you like this."
Zhong Mingwei let her do what she wanted. As if remembering something, he suddenly asked Ah Chou, "Did that eunuch Xie secretly leave you some dumplings on New Year's Eve?"
"Hey. You were right. He really left me dumplings, dumplings with three fresh fillings, twenty of them. It was the first time I ate such delicious dumplings, and I ate them all in one go. Eunuch Xie also prepared New Year's money for me, a full two taels of silver. That was the first time I received New Year's money, and the first time I saw so much money," Ah Chou smiled shyly, then stopped smiling, a little embarrassed, "But that day, Eunuch Xie said that he wanted to adopt me as his goddaughter."
"You didn't agree?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Achou. By this time, he had guessed who the eunuch Xie that Achou was talking about was. Because he knew it, he was even more surprised by Achou's refusal. Especially in the palace, adopting godchildren was not uncommon. Any eunuch with a certain status would adopt one or two godsons and daughters, and some would even adopt dozens of them. For a chief steward of the imperial kitchen like Xie Zhenglan, there was no need to say more. I'm afraid that many palace people would rush to adopt him as their godfather.
"Yes, I didn't agree," Ah Chou nodded, lowered his head and said nothing. After a long while, he spoke, "I already have parents. How can I recognize someone else as my father? If my parents knew that I called someone else dad, they would be very sad."
As Ah Chou spoke, she subconsciously touched her neck. As soon as her hand touched the skin, she paused. She silently put her hand down and continued to rub Zhong Mingwei's hand.
The faint red mark on the neck had disappeared, leaving only the dark red scar. Zhong Mingwei stared at the scar for a while, then looked away: "Xie Zhenglan got rejected by you, so he must have made things difficult for you afterwards, right?"
"You know Eunuch Xie?" Ah Chou was startled, then understood, "Yes, he later became the chief steward of the imperial kitchen, serving the master all day long. You must have known him, but Eunuch Xie is not a stingy person and never made things difficult for me. But since then, I have been too embarrassed to go to the imperial kitchen. Alas! Since then, I have never eaten such delicious dumplings again."
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