Chapter 82: Anxious and distressed

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Zhong Mingwei looked at Ah Chou ’s immature face and listened to her whispering what he was going to do, he was about to collapse, and he could n’t let himself yell out until he finally regained his peace. , Shen Sheng asked: "How can you still embroider?"
"Mammy Xiang taught me," Zhong Mingwei has been talking on his face lying down face down, and Aghou didn't notice anything wrong with him, and now he was rubbing his waist while whispering, "Mammy Xiang She used to be the embroidered lady in the needle industry bureau. She has been doing it for more than ten years. It is said that Mammy Xiang had the best craftsmanship in the needle industry bureau. She even embroidered flowers for the empress and empress Zhao ’s palace. It ’s just that I ’ve done a lot of embroidering work, and then I ’m dazzled and I ca n’t embroider. Then I came to our bureau. She has nothing to do with it. She will teach me embroiderers from time to time. Hey, it ’s not me who blows. The embroidered lady in the work bureau was poor. At that time, Xiang Ma was the one who stopped me, otherwise I would enter the needle work bureau, where the monthly salary was heard to be higher, and there were three or four dollars, that is, the needle work bureau I'm too tired, I'm still doing it for a long time, and my eyes will be unbearable after a long time ... "
"Don't say it." Zhong Mingwei couldn't hear it. He gritted his teeth, and the green muscles on his forehead burst.
"What's wrong?" Ah Chou stopped his mouth busy, leaning down carefully, looking at Zhong Mingwei's closed eyes, a little surprised, "Are you sleepy?"
"Well, I want to sleep for a while." Zhong Mingwei said.
"That line, you go to sleep for a while, just now the sun is outside, and you must be exposed to the sun when you go out," A Chou said, standing up and peeling off the veil, and then covering the blanket with Zhong Mingwei, she walked lightly When he got to the bed, he tucked the blanket over again. "You fell asleep first, and I went out."
Zhong Mingwei gave a "huh" sound, his voice was very vague, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
"I fell asleep so soon?" A Chou murmured to himself, went out while holding a basin, and came back in a while, put a bowl of soaked jasmine tea in front of the bed, and Zhong Mingwei raised his hand. The place.
Zhong Mingwei sniffed the faint jasmine scent in the air and exhaled a big breath, as if he wanted to exhale the suffocation that had accumulated in his chest, but where could he really exhale? His heart was still heavy, and he closed his eyes in annoyance again when the sound of washing clothes was heard from outside.
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"Come on, hold your arms around me," Ah Chou held Zhong Mingwei's waist with both hands, trying to make him stand up, finally keeping his balance, Ah Chou tied the waist of the two together with the rope prepared in advance. , "Come and hug me."
Zhong Mingwei couldn't use any strength on his legs at all. He held Ahou's shoulders in one hand and supported the wall in the other. Because his lower body was not strenuous, his arms were extremely powerful, and Ahou's shoulders would be damaged. He was crumbling, and Ah Chou felt pain, but he could hold back, afraid that Zhong Mingwei would fall, his hands still holding his waist.
"If your feet can't work hard, don't force it, we can help the wall anyway today," A Chou gasped while screaming, while comforting Zhong Mingwei, "My feet will be stable, won't let you If you fall, you can rest assured, just hold the wall well ... "
"Who is worried about falling yourself?" Zhong Mingwei could not bear it anymore. He looked at Azhuu's sweat beads all over his face and listened to Aguihou's constant chattering, and his heart was bothering him.
Not annoying, anxious, but distressed.
Ah Chou was a little stunned by his awkward roar. He only recovered a long time ago and whispered, "You can rest assured that you will not fall on you, nor on me."
Zhong Mingwei didn't speak any more, raised his head high, his lips tightened tightly, and for a while, he took a few breaths, and then grabbed A Chou's shoulder again: "Come again."
"It's so nice," Ah Chou was so busy that he hugged Zhong Mingwei's waist again, fearing that he would be discouraged again. "Don't worry about training your legs and feet first, you try to use your waist to work hard."