"You can't put it here! No way! " The next second, ah Chou turned his face and complained to him, "just can't put it here!"
"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei can't understand, "why can't you put it here?"
"You don't know. I haven't slept well for several days. It's because these two boxes of silver, I can see it when I open my eyes, close my eyes and think about it. Five hundred Liang, so I can't sleep at all..." Ah Chou murmured to Zhong Mingwei, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with two big black eyes. Don't mention how pitiful he was. "If I put it here, I'm afraid I can't sleep well in my whole life."
Zhong Mingwei looked at her pitiful face, which was very painful, but he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and pinched his little girl's white and tender cheek: "I'm not old, but I'm a financial fan."
"I'm not a financial fan. I'm born poor. Otherwise, I won't be tossed by these two boxes of silver. It can be seen that my life is suitable for the small days of daily calculation of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and being tight." ah Chou was a little frustrated and a little angry. He clapped Zhong Mingwei's hand open, gouged him out with his eyes, murmured in a low voice, "you must have a special look Not like me. "
How can we not see it?
Zhong Mingwei will love to die.
"If you think the silver is bad for your eyes, let's bury it. It's just as if we've never had the five hundred Liang," said Zhong Mingwei with a smile. "Girl, I like the calculation of firewood, rice, oil, salt and tight days you said."
Ah Chou was happy and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't wipe his face. After all, he bent his eyes, and his cheeks naturally grew into a small nest: "Cheng, let's bury the silver!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at the small nest with big soybean grains on the skin of Bai Jinjin. He couldn't help his dry mouth. He was so busy that he opened his eyes and said, "well, bury it, let's not do it."
"How can I not! So much silver! Five hundred Liang! Enough for us to spend the rest of our lives! " Ah Chou is so busy that he grabs Zhong Mingwei's hand and shakes it back and forth. Obviously, he is in a good mood. While babbling along with Zhong Mingwei, he says her life plan. "Zhong Mingwei, look, let's bury the silver, and then dig up one or two silver in two months. That's enough for us to eat meat and soup. Now, we can not only eat pork, but also mutton, chicken and rabbit meat. Hey Hey, eat as much as you want! By the way, it's enough to pull cloth for you to make a new cotton gown, and the best cotton can be added! Haha! "
"Yes, do as you say." Zhong Mingwei looked at the bright smile on a Chou's face, and looked at the little hand holding his own hand shaking vigorously. His heart was going to melt.
This is his little girl. This is the treasure he found.
"It won't be buried until next spring, and now the soil is frozen hard," said ah Chou, while he politely massaged Zhong Mingwei's thighs, squinting his eyes and laughing, "when you come to the fields, you plant beans, you hoe grass, you water the garden, and I will be responsible for burying silver. Hey, I have to bury in a place you don't know. If you dare to bully me in the future , I will lift my feet and go, and then I will take all the silver with me! I won't leave you one or two! Hey, hey, hey! "
Zhong Mingwei's eyes were all smiling. He picked up his eyebrows and said to ah Chou, "then I'll give you five hundred Liang silver. I want you all my life. Otherwise, let alone mutton, chicken, rabbit meat. I can't even drink the northwest wind."
"That is, from now on, I am your God of wealth!" Ah Cho was very proud of Zhong Mingwei. She raised her chin to Zhong Mingwei. She had enough of it. Then she continued to knead Zhong Mingwei's leg with her head down. She kneaded it gently and said in a small voice, "I know that even without this silver, you will be good to me. You are very kind, especially to me. I know that."
Zhong Mingwei's heart couldn't be sweeter and warmer. He didn't say anything, but gently rubbed ah Chou's hair and scattered the braids he had tied well.
But what about that? He can prick her again.
They have so many good days that he can tie her every day.
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