Zhong Mingwei is struggling to hold the edge of the Kang. His back is facing ah Chou. Ah Chou can't see his face naturally, but she can see clearly that there are blue tendons on the backs of those big hands. It's obvious that she's stronger all over her body. Ah Chou can't see this. She's dying of heartache. She can't help but go forward and push the door to help Zhong Mingwei, but she takes it back Feet.
Zhong Mingwei has to take this step and stand up. Of course, she will not abandon Zhong Mingwei. She is willing to be a crutch for Zhong Mingwei's whole life, but can Zhong Mingwei? Willing to be supported by her for a lifetime?
How could he be so proud of himself? Therefore, he would secretly carry ah Chou on his back and help Kang to practice walking by himself. Therefore, ah Chou would not go in and disturb him.
A Chou looks at the two legs that can't keep shaking. After shaking for a long time, he finally takes a small step. A Chou quickly stops looking at them, and then she backs back again. She squats on the ground and washes the meat. From time to time, she raises her arm and wipes the wet corner of her eyes with her sleeve.
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When ah Chou came in with noodles, shredded meat and other things, Zhong Mingwei had been sitting in front of the kitchen table and started a fire.
"Now the water is boiling," Zhong Mingwei said to ah Chou as he continued to plant firewood in the stove. "Today, I drink jasmine?"
"OK," ah Chou nodded, putting the tray on the stove, and said, "the jasmine is almost finished. I'll buy some later when I go down the mountain. Do I still buy Jasmine? Or the tea next to it? "
"Just jasmine, I'm used to it," said Zhong Mingwei, looking at ah Chou. "It's going down today?"
"I can't do without going down the mountain. If I don't go down the mountain, I will close the market. Grandma Chen said that the winter here is too cold. In a few days, the shops in the market will close and go home for the winter. When I get close to the Spring Festival, I will open the door again. What can I do if I don't save some vegetables and meat?" Ah Chou knew that Zhong Mingwei didn't want to go out by herself, and she didn't want to go out, but she couldn't help it. Ah Chou took the teapot, scooped the boiling water into the pot, and said, "besides, I have to send it to grandma Chen. If there's anything wrong, I still have time to change it. I can't put it off any longer."
"Oh," said Zhong Mingwei in a muffled voice, looking at the ugly thin arm of er'a
A few days ago, ah Chou turned out Zhong Mingwei's winter clothes for drying, and then turned out a coat of black fox fur from the box. It was slick and slippery. He felt it on the top, but could not keep his hands. Where did ah Chou see such a good thing? He turned it over and looked for half a day.
"It's too big. I wear a lot of clothes and drag them to the ground," said ah Chou hurriedly. "Besides, I have a big coat. It's not cold."
"If it's too long, cut it. How many years have you had that coat? It must not be warm. " Zhong Mingwei said.
"Why cut it?" Ah Chou was reluctant to cut such a good cloak. Later, Zhong Mingwei still had to wear it. She was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would be angry and was busy. "It's not that I don't want to wear it. Your clothes are so good that they don't look like ordinary people's clothes. Let's say that cloak. If I wear it, how many people can't see it."
Zhong Mingwei thought, and then said, "go and buy a new cotton gown and two pairs of cotton shoes."
"Well, I see," ah Chou agreed repeatedly. He did not dare to bargain with Zhong Mingwei. He wiped the pan, dug a spoon of lard into the pan, and said to Zhong Mingwei at the same time. "I have to buy you a new pair of cotton shoes. You only have a pair of cotton shoes, which are still old cotton. It must not be warm."
"OK," said Zhong Mingwei, adding firewood to the inside, while he said, "hire a car and come back. Don't carry it on your own."
"I see. We are not short of money now. I am generous." A Chou chuckles at Zhong Mingwei, takes the shredded meat out of the pot and the water, turns around and takes the jar of jasmine from the outer hall. Just about to take it into the room, a Chou stops, pours two jasmine flowers out of the jar and puts them in his mouth, chews them for a while, spits them out, then enters the room, makes a bowl of tea for Zhong Mingwei, and Baba watches Zhong Mingwei drink the bowl of tea 。
"How do you keep looking at me?" Zhong Mingwei put the tea bowl on the stove and looked at ah Chou. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her cheeks were red.
"Who Who saw you? You don't stink. " Ah Chou's face turned inward.
"Yes, I don't just stink, I stink." Zhong Mingwei remembers what happened in the morning, and he is stingy again.