Chapter 212

"I don't want to buy it. I really don't want to..." Ah Chou was anxious and counseled. He went to hug Zhong Mingwei from the back, but after several hugs, he was pushed away by Zhong Mingwei. Ah Chou was so anxious that he would cry. The broken pot broke and fell. "Yes, I just can't bear it. The embroidery work I have done for so long is enough to buy two pieces of donkey hide gelatin. How can I afford it?"

"Then what do you want to buy this for me?!" Zhong Mingwei suddenly sat up, reached for the new SILK PAJAMA on his body, and stared at ah Chou, "you are reluctant to buy donkey hide glue to buy bird's nest, but you are willing to pull five feet of silk to make pajamas for me?"

Zhong Mingwei is not a person who likes to get angry. What's more, he is still angry at ah Chou. At this moment, he is angry at his silky Pajama, which is slippery and doesn't leave his hands, and then at ah Chou's medium coat, which is still patched.

"Your old Pajama It's so broken that it can't be sewn any more. "Ah Chou was so scared by Zhong Mingwei that he was used to seeing Zhong Mingwei's gentle and generous. At this time, he couldn't speak to the furious Zhong Mingwei. Ah Chou said," you can't sleep without pajamas... "

"Why can't I sleep without pajamas? Why do I have to wear this Pajama?! Where can I be so expensive as an old man Zhong Mingwei's heart was sour and painful. He stared at ah Chou, who had withered his head and bashed his head. He could not help gnashing his teeth. "What are you wearing? Do you wear pajamas again? You can just wear a rag, why do I have to wear silk pajamas? "

"It's different You are different from me... " Ah Chou's eyes were red. She looked at Zhong Mingwei helplessly and lowered her head. She choked and said, "I don't want to I don't want you to be wronged... "

"Do I have to let you suffer?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the appearance of ah Chou, and his heart was going to ache. The voice was cold and hard, and then it was soft. He reached out and held ah Chou's hand, sighed, "girl, you can't treat me like this. I eat and drink all day, but you don't even have a decent dress. Do you think I can feel comfortable? Girl, you are reluctant to see me wronged. Am I willing to see you wronged? "

"I don't feel aggrieved. It's much better now than before," a Chou muttered in a small voice, holding Zhong Mingwei's hand and choking. "It's you. You must have been greatly aggrieved. You must have lived a better life in the capital......"

"Wench," Zhong Mingwei abruptly cut off ah Chou's words. He held ah Chou's face, looked at ah Chou without blinking, and then said earnestly word by word, "if you always regard me as a royal nobleman and yourself as a rough maid, you don't want to marry me."

"Zhong Mingwei, what do you mean?" Chou asked Zhong Mingwei, his lips shaking.

"Girl, I want to marry you because I like you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you from the bottom of my heart. I think you are my family and my daughter-in-law of Zhong Mingwei. But girl, if you only think you are a maid I can't accept it. You don't feel aggrieved, but I feel aggrieved for you. Although I don't say it, I always have the heart to live with you forever. Girl, you can't deprive my wife and I of the right to share weal and woe with each other. "Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, his finger abdomen gently stroked ah Chou's dry lips, and sighed," girl, we finally came out of the capital and changed everything Life, so don't let yourself go back, OK? "

"OK, I know," ah Chou's eyes are wet, and he will cry when he sees it, but ah Chou can't cry. She buried her face in Zhong Mingwei's palm and rubbed it, and it took a long time to get bored again. "Zhong Mingwei, that's what you said."

Zhong Mingwei is not sure where he is. He is wondering. He looks up at ah Chou. As she gets up quickly, she puts on her clothes and urges Zhong Mingwei loudly: "it's going to be light. What else can you do? Get up quickly and make a fire to boil water. I have to cook Laba porridge today. I don't know how long it will take. You can't afford it anymore. We can't eat hot soup at noon! "

"Yes, I made a fire," said Zhong, chuckling as he took out the warm woolen trousers from the quilt and handed them to ah Chou. "Put them on, don't be cold."

"If you don't go out, where are you going to wear flannelette pants? It's still so warm in the room. " Ah Chou mumbled that he didn't want to wear those flannelette pants.