Chapter 172

Yes, it's unusual. There are as many bumps as there are honours and glories.

He always hated people's hearts, endless swords, but suddenly looking back, how much blood was stained on his hands?

……

So, to this day, should he be willing?

"I see!"

"I'm back!"

With the girl's crooked voice coming from outside, the clenched fist suddenly released. Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he wiped the wet hand on his clothes. He couldn't help laughing again.

He didn't have any of these problems before. Now he has been with the girl for a long time. It's really a problem with his whole body. Let alone wiping his hands on his clothes. Sometimes when he eats, he uses the end of his chopsticks to scratch his head. It's really rude. It's not proper. It's easy to listen. It's informal. It's plain. It's sloppy. But Zhong Mingwei is getting more and more I like such unruly and tasteful days.

So, be willing.

What's wrong with being a cripple in ningguta who can't be cured in his whole life, guarding his family's little girl, opening a few mu of thin farmland and ploughing in spring and autumn?

"Zhong Mingwei, I brought some pickles from Grandma Chen. They made them at home first. Now they can eat them. Grandma Chen said that stewed bone and dumplings are delicious. Today we will stew bone and eat them. If you think they are delicious, then I will marinate more jars of pickles." ah Chou brought in a small basin of pickles and showed them to Zhong Mingwei happily. "Look This is pickled pickled cabbage... "

Ah Chou didn't go on. He stared at the four big bags at the end of the bed. His face turned white for a while. She twisted her face to Zhong Mingwei and said, "who has come?"

"Oh, the Empress Dowager sent me something," Zhong Mingwei wrote lightly. Looking at a Chou's face, she knew that she cared about the people in the capital. Now she took the pickled vegetable from a Chou's hand, put it on the small table, and held her cold hand at the same time. She said softly, "no problem, the Empress Dowager is worried about me. She doesn't send someone to ningguta to have a look. In the end Don't worry, it's OK. It's really the Empress Dowager's person. I've already sent them away. "

"Then he See me? " Ah Chou bit his lips, and only half a day later he came back to himself. He asked timidly, "he Does he know that I'm not Miss Duan? "

"No, he didn't see you," Zhong Mingwei said busily, pulling ah Cho to let her sit in front of him, rubbing her hand, and comforting her softly. "Don't worry, even if he finds it, he will not say it. You can rest assured."

"Yes, but..." "Ah Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei unsettled." but he must know that you are well, and he will report back to the Empress Dowager

Zhong Mingwei was shocked: "girl, don't you want the queen mother to know that I'm well?"

"No, no, no, no..." A Chou hurriedly shook his head, but Zhong Mingwei looked at her without blinking. She lowered her head in a hollow way, and only nodded gently for a long time.

"Why?" Asked Zhong Mingwei softly.

Ah Chou shakes his head quickly, still with the back of his head towards Zhong Mingwei, and the twist braids come and go back and forth.

After combing his hair for a long time, Zhong Mingwei gradually found out a lot of patterns, but it's the best twist braid. Last time, a Chou went down the mountain and bought a new headrope, a bright yellow damask. There were few people who bought it in that gorgeous color, so it's more difficult to sell it in winter. The two foot long damask was only twenty Wen. A Chou couldn't resist it, so he bought it back, but he felt regretful when he bought it, I think it's too gaudy, so I kept it under my pillow all the time. I was wondering if I could get it back next time I went to the market. But today her red rope is gone, so I can only use this new rope. The long and soft yellow silk is braided into the braid along ah Chou's long hair. It's very beautiful. When Zhong Mingwei tied her hair in the morning, I couldn't help but say something about the girl It's so beautiful. Ah Chou has been enjoying himself for a long time. That's why he thinks the twenty Wen is worth it.