Chapter 112

Zhong Mingwei looked at the white and thin hands, holding the scissors and moving flexibly on his toes. He felt warm. He picked up a sock and looked at it. There was a little bat on the heel of the white cotton sock. It was very vivid and beautiful. The place had a hole in it a few days ago. He didn't care much. Now let alone the hole in the sock The clothes with moldy ideas, he still wears calmly day by day, but this morning when ah Chou sent the socks, there was such a little bat in the heel of the socks, just filling the hole.

"Isn't my embroidery good? Hey, hey. " A Chou also noticed that Zhong Mingwei was looking at the bat, a little proud.

"It's really beautiful," Zhong Mingwei nodded with a smile, and at the same time he said, "how can you think of embroidering a bat?"

"I used to wash clothes for Princess Zhao in Yanxi palace. I found that several of her clothes were embroidered with bats. I didn't know how to embroider the black and protruding bats with this screwdriver? It's scary. Isn't it a waste? But later, I heard that the palace maid nearby said that bats are kind-hearted heads, which means that they are blessed. I understood that, "ah Chou explained, while changing Zhong Mingwei's other foot on his leg, he continued to cut his toenails and said," I will embroider bats on the soles of your feet. Naturally, you will be blessed and succeed in life. "

"But, you embroider so good-looking, where am I willing to step on the foot bottom?" Zhong Mingwei said in a soft voice, pointing to his abdomen and gently stroking the vivid little bat.

In fact, he wants to touch the girl's face, but it's just a matter of fact. The girl's face is too thin. She makes a big red face when she can't move. She doesn't speak very well for a long time. He feels hurt in his eyes. It's really painful. He always sneers at what people have said before about her children's "fear of melting in the mouth, fear of falling in the hand" But now he really feels the same.

"Cut, you pick up the good to listen to say, on the mouth babble ground say reluctant, but also not solid wear a day?" Ah Chou took a look at him, and he was disgusted and disbelieving.

"So I don't give up easily all day. I'm afraid that I might sweat and get wet with this bat." Zhong Mingwei flattered the tunnel, as if he was worried that ah Chou didn't believe it. He added in a whisper, "really, don't believe it."

Ah Cho can't stand this. A man in his thirties unconsciously plays Jiao, which can kill ah Cho.

"I'll embroider bats for every pair of socks in the future." ah Chou said to Zhong Mingwei with great pride, askew his head and asked him, "what would you like to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat the stewed fish you said in the morning." Zhong Mingwei smiled a little embarrassed. Since he came to ningguta, he has never eaten fish. From the morning when ah Chou said about stewing fish, he began to crave it.

"Not now, Uncle Chen said it will take a few days to use it," ah Chou said, looking up at the Kang which is still not dry on the opposite side, and looking at Zhong Mingwei at the same time. "Two days later, when the Kang is dry, I will cook it for you. Then I will buy a big fish."

"No, you can buy small ones," said Zhong Mingwei busily. "Small ones are delicious, tender and fragrant."

"No problem, I have money." ah Chou put the nail clipped foot back, put down the scissors in his hand, and looked at Zhong Mingwei. "Besides, grandma Chen also said that she would pay for me, where is not enough to eat fish?"

Zhong Mingwei is not comfortable with ah Chou. He turns his head silently. He slides his throat up and down for a few times. Just as he is about to open his mouth, he listens to ah Chou and says with a smile: "Zhong Mingwei, when he is with you, he naturally eats fish that is fragrant. But I'm too lazy to eat fish. I'm afraid of picking on thorns. The little fish is delicious, but there are many thorns, so you should give me permission Shall we all eat big fish later? "