"It's right here for you to eat." ah Chou, with a little wriggling and shaking, took the bowl over again, sat beside Zhong Mingwei, took the sweet potato skin away, took the spoon, dug up a hot baked sweet potato and sent it to Zhong Mingwei. "You eat it first."

Zhong Mingwei looked at the Yellow roasted sweet potato spoon in front of him, and at ah Chou's big black eyes. Then he reached up and opened his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Chou can't wait to ask.

"Do you know if you taste it?" Zhong Mingwei thought it funny. He reached out and brought the red bean porridge that ah Chou had not finished, which saved the girl from swallowing and choking for a while.

"Haha, so sweet! It's sweeter than the one who cooked yesterday! " A Chou digs a spoon of sweet potatoes, smiles at the moment, and then digs another big spoon to Zhong Mingwei's face, "Zhong Mingwei, eat it! You must have never eaten such sweet potatoes! That's why I can buy such a good sweet potato! "

Zhong Mingwei ate the roasted sweet potato of that spoon again and thought silently, yes, he had never eaten such sweet roasted sweet potato before, because before he arrived at ningguta and met this girl, he did not even eat sweet potato.

"Haha, then I'll go to the old man's stall to buy sweet potatoes next time. Their house is really good and cheap. Last time, I couldn't carry them. I just bought these ones..." Ah Chou bowed his head and ate sweet potatoes, muttering, "otherwise, we will plant some sweet potatoes in the yard next year. When we want to eat, we will eat them whenever we want. It will save us a trip to the mountain. Please!"

"Well, let's grow it ourselves," said Zhong Mingwei, scooping out a spoon of red bean porridge, and then suddenly asked ah Chou, "how can we eat sweet potatoes, besides roasting and cooking? Can you fry it? "

"Fried? I haven't heard of it. "Ah Chou was shocked, then shook his head." what? Do you want to try? "

"I can't let it go." Zhong Mingwei said.

"Eh? Zhong Mingwei, I found that you are a little strange recently. "Ah Chou put down the baked sweet potato in his hand and moved to Zhong Mingwei's side." how do you learn everything recently? Learn to fry peanuts, learn to roast sweet potatoes, learn to cook porridge, learn to sweep the floor. Now you even have to learn to fry and roast sweet potatoes. What do you think, Zhong Mingwei? "

"What can I think?" Zhong Mingwei was a little confused. "I'm also idle. Isn't it good to do some work? And it's good for recovery. Are you so curious? "

"But you're so industrious, I have a sense of crisis," ah Chou muttered, complaining incessantly. "If you can do anything in the future, you won't use me, and I won't cook porridge for you......"

"Then you don't need me to cook dishes and porridge for you," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, reaching out and pinching ah Chou's face. "Girl, when I get well, I will serve you for the rest of my life."

"I don't care!" Ah Chou's heart "bang bang bang" jumped so fast that he was obviously moved to death, but his mouth was proud. "I don't want you to serve me. It's good that I have hands and feet..."

"Yes, our girl is very good everywhere, so she doesn't need me to wait on her. But you are so capable. You are the best in the world. Are you really not going to leave a living path for your man?" Zhong Mingwei slowly lowered his head and came to ah Chou's face. They were too close. Their noses and breath mingled. For a while, their bodies were a little stiff. Or Zhong Mingwei slowed down and looked at ah Chou's round eyes because of shock. Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but chuckle. "Girl, why are you so afraid of me?"

"I am not afraid of you!" Ah Chou was more stubborn, but her face suddenly turned red to the bottom of her neck, but her mouth was not sharp. She hurriedly retreated, humming and hawing, "what are you afraid of? I am I am not afraid! "

Zhong Mingwei watched ah Chou pucker and run away, and then he stared at the bowl of baked sweet potatoes in front of him. His eyes were dark, timid and like a poor deer.