"Yes, I am." Zhong Mingwei rubbed the back of ah Chou's brain and his heart was warm and sour.
"Don't rub my hair all the time. After a day's running outside, it's already loose." Ah Chou mumbled, getting up and unbuttoning the loose braids.
"Another braid?" Zhong Mingwei takes the wooden comb from the Kang and combs ah Chou's hair. He says, "it's too long. It's going to fall to his waist."
"Really?" Somehow, hearing this, a Chou's face was a little strange, and she reached out and touched her hair, which fell to her waist. A Chou couldn't help but chuckle.
"Giggle what?" Asked Zhong Mingwei curiously, while she was about to braid her hair.
"If not, what else can we make up?" ah Chou hurriedly gathered his hair and asked Zhong Mingwei not to comb it. At the same time, he put on Zhong Mingwei's cloak and helped him to get up again. "It's not early. Let's go out and stand and come in, and buy some big fish to stew for you."
As soon as Fu stood up, Zhong Mingwei frowned. His knees were dull and hurt. His legs and stomach were tight. He watched ah Chou's untidy hair spread out. He swallowed the words "don't go, let's enjoy the snow tomorrow".
"How can you shake more today than yesterday?" As soon as he started, ah Cho realized that it was wrong. He was so busy that he looked up and asked Zhong Mingwei, "what's wrong? Is the leg uncomfortable? "
"No, just sitting for a long time, legs numb." Zhong Mingwei is so busy that he leads his lips to coax ah Chou.
"Yes, it's my fault that I didn't knead your legs because I went out too long today," said ah Chou, blaming himself. "I'll knead you well in the evening, and then I'll find a hot pad to give you Wu Wu."
"Cheng," Zhong Mingwei nodded, but his knees were still uncomfortable. In order to transfer his attention, Zhong asked ah Chou casually, "is this a busy place for wedding?"
"It's so busy!" Ah Chou's chatterbox was immediately opened, and began to chatter, "Zhong Mingwei, I told you that the wedding here is different from that of the capital. The bridegroom brought the bride into ningguta. It's a real hug. Haha, I'm ashamed. But the people on this side are noisy and noisy. Besides, before the bridegroom and the bride get married, they have to Go to the old temple of the moon together. What's the custom? I can't remember how to get married and pray for the white head... "
Zhong Mingwei listened to her chatter, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something. Then I will hold you to the door, but the pain in his knee made him swallow it again. He was a little annoyed, but ah Chou was still chattering.
"The wedding here is very lively. I haven't seen any wedding in the capital, but I've heard that there are many rules. It's not interesting. It's better to be in the remote area, not so particular about it." ah Chou Baba looked up at Zhong Mingwei. "When your legs are ready, there will be another wedding here. I'll show you the fun! At that time, let's see if we can have a feast, hehe! "
Zhong Mingwei said in his heart that this girl is really a hopeless and brainless girl. When his legs are ready, he will naturally marry her and enter the door. Where does she need to go to the wedding feast of the people next to her?
However, he smiled at the face of Yan Yan. He nodded after all, and said softly, "yes, I'll listen to you."
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Step by step, they finally arrived in the yard. The snow has become much smaller. It floats down in a loose way. In the snow-white world, there is no sound of wind, except for the "creak" of stepping on the snow.
"I've never stepped on snow before, have I?" Ah Chou asked Zhong Mingwei with his head askew.
"No." Zhong Mingwei replied honestly that he said it well. There will be several heavy snowfalls in the capital every year, but it has no effect on Zhong Mingwei. All the roads he stepped on will be swept clean. It's snow, and the bottom of his feet won't even touch dust.
"Haha, do you think it's fun?" Ah Chou chuckled, trying hard to step on the snow again, making a "creak" sound, "I like to step on the snow thickest place. It's very fun to go down a hole with one foot."
"It's true," Zhong Mingwei followed ah Chou and stepped on the clean and fluffy snow, grinning at the same time. "It's more interesting than stepping on the ground."