The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 191: Really satisfied

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"Maybe Mr. Chen is busy today and doesn't have time to go..." A Chou muttered.

"No time?" Kong Wenjie glanced at A Chou, "Ever since the magistrate proposed marriage to him, this sour scholar has never been free again. He really has a lot of things to do, and I can't keep up with him. Busy."

Ah Chou felt a thump in his heart. It seemed that Chen Qingxuan really didn’t want to get married. Could it be possible...

"Is the rich lady good-looking?" A Chou asked in a low voice after a while.

Kong Wenjie glanced at her again, paused, and said: "On par with Miss Duan."

The Miss Duan mentioned by Kong Wenjie naturally refers to Duan Rulan.

"That's very beautiful," A Chou frowned and muttered in a low voice, "What on earth do Mr. Chen think? Why don't you want to do it?"

"Are you going shopping today?" Unknowingly, the two of them arrived at the market, and Kong Wenjie changed the topic.

"Well, let's buy some cabbage or something and go back for the winter." A Chou said hurriedly.

"Then we have to hire a car," Kong Wenjie said with a frown, "I have to go back and talk to the prefect in a hurry, and I can't take you back."

"No need! No need! Guard Kong, just go ahead and do your thing! I'll hire a car and go back after I finish shopping," A Chou waved his hands in a hurry, "You're too busy for me, so you don't need to worry about me! ”

Kong Wenjie took out seven coins from his pocket and gave it to A Chou, saying at the same time: "Take this month's money."

"Guard Kong, isn't it six coins?" A Chou asked.

“Don’t we still have to hire a car?” Kong Wenjie explained. Seeing that A Chou was about to refuse, his face turned dark on the spot, “How about I take you back?”

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Ah Chou was so busy that he took the money and thanked Kong Wenjie, "Thank you, Guard Kong."

Kong Wenjie ignored him, turned around and mounted his horse.

October 20, the 32nd year of Jiasheng

Ninggu Pagoda.

The whole room is filled with Chinese cabbage. Zhong Mingwei is sitting on a small stool, removing the outer leaves of the cabbage one by one, preparing for pickling. A Chou is painting a pottery vat in the outer hall. The door of the bedroom is not closed, and there are two of them. One was inside and the other was outside, talking to one another.

"You don't need to remove so many cabbage leaves." A Chou looked at the cabbage leaves that were broken off by Zhong Mingwei. He felt very distressed. He went over and said to him, "Look, you don't need to remove this kind. It's quite good and not bad." , just remove the rotten leaves."

"Oh," Zhong Mingwei nodded, while holding A Chou's hand. It was wet and cold, and Zhong Mingwei immediately turned cold. "You peel the cabbage in the house, and I'll go outside to wash the pottery jar. ”

Taking advantage of hiring a cart the day before yesterday, A Chou bought all the cabbage and pottery jars, as well as pork, fish, rice noodles, sweet potatoes, etc. Later, a donkey cart was almost not enough.

"No, no, no, there are only four or five tanks left to be painted. It's very fast." A Chou said hurriedly.

"Help me out." Zhong Mingwei didn't talk nonsense to her.

"Oh," Zhong Mingwei always said the same thing. A Chou knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he helped Zhong Mingwei up and said while holding his arm, "Slow down."

Zhong Mingwei is much better than before. He usually bends down and holds on to the edge of the kang, but he can always move slowly. Even when he stands up, he still can't walk. At this time, A Chou is holding him, and he walks very slowly. The shaking was severe, but Ah Chou was happy in her heart. She could only lie on the bed and couldn't move her fingers before, but it was not too slow to recover like this now. She was really satisfied with Zhong Mingwei's recovery.

"It's better than the past few days," A Chou was a little excited. When he stopped by the door to rest, A Chou wiped Zhong Mingwei's sweat and said, "Today we will stew big stick bones. I’ll make up for you.”

"Why eat big stick bones?" Zhong Mingwei leaned on A Chou, panting slightly and looking at A Chou.

Every day when Ah Chou was helping Zhong Mingwei to practice walking, he would rest here. Over time, it became a habit. In the past, Zhong Mingwei could not stand on his own, but now he can stand by himself holding on to the wall. But Ah Chou Chou is not yet at ease, he has to support Zhong Mingwei, and Zhong Mingwei will naturally not refuse, enjoying A Chou's rare initiative to hold him.

"You can make up for what you eat," A Chou smiled with squinted eyes, asking for credit to Zhong Mingwei, "This time when I went down the mountain, I bought a lot of big stick bones to store. Maybe when the big stick bones are all eaten, You walk very neatly."

"How many more wild geese should I buy and keep?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.

"What are you doing with the wild geese?" A Chou didn't know what was going on. He put away the handkerchief, put his arms around Zhong Mingwei, and asked him while tilting his head.