Chapter 129: Don't be angry don't be angry

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"Success, I would like to thank you for your grandmother," Chen Qingxuan said, while handing another baggage to A Chou, a bit awkward, "Here are some brown sugar, red dates and ginger, you usually Eat more red dates, then ... cook soup and brown sugar tea for a few days when you are not feeling well. "
"Oh," Ah Chou stunned, then lowered her head with blushing, she took the burden from Chen Qingxuan's hand, and whispered, "Thank you Mr. Chen."
"That line, I'll go down if it's fine." Chen Qingxuan said.
"Okay, you're good to go." A Chou said busy.
Chen Qingxuan waved at him, then turned and went down the mountain.
A ugly looking at Chen Qingxuan's back, she felt a little self-blamed. People went up the mountain to send themselves embroidery work and tonics. She had to invite others to come and have a cup of tea. But Zhong Mingwei was inconvenient, and he suffocated ...
correct!
Zhong Mingwei is still holding back!
The next second, Ah Chou closed the door with a bang, and ran towards the room with his burden.
Zhong Mingwei also hurriedly closed the window and returned to the original position. Just after sitting down, A Chou rushed in, panting, placing his baggage on the kang, and came over to help Zhong Mingwei: "Come on, I will help you down , Don't hold back ... "
"I really don't want to." Zhong Mingwei was speechless. Why didn't the girl keep on catching something every time?
"Really don't want to?" A ugly looked at Zhong Mingwei with a puzzled face, and it seemed that Zhong Mingwei really didn't mean that, and then he was relieved, and then sat down, and suddenly looked at Zhong Mingwei with his head tilted for a while. Why have n’t you been inconvenient for so long? Is it constipation? I'll go down the mountain to buy you some senna leaves? "
Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "..."
"Oh oh, you have the right to say nothing when I don't say anything," Ah Chou knows nothing, and is too busy to remedy, "I really didn't say anything, you didn't hear anything!"
Zhong Mingwei breathed in silently and exhaled silently, repeatedly admonishing himself not to be angry or angry.
"What's up here?" Without waiting for Ah Chou to speak again, Zhong Mingwei was too busy to change the subject, pointing to the burden and asking Ah Chou, "What did that surname Chen give you?"
"Oh, it was the embroidered work that Grandma Chen gave me. It should be Grandma Chen's inconvenience to climb the mountain before Mr. Chen gave it to him," said Ah Chou, and said to Zhong Mingwei with a full face, "Grandma Chen gave me Take a big job, this time you can earn at least four money, our firewood money and rice noodle money this winter are all falling! "
"Oh." Zhong Mingwei said silently, glancing at the not-so-small baggage, a heart that was still sour. At this time, it was full of distress and falling.
"Are you still eating?" A Chou looked at the remaining food on the small table and hesitatedly asked Zhong Mingwei.
"I don't want to eat anymore," Zhong Mingwei said, adding another sentence, "Keep the next meal."
"Well." A Chou was too busy to agree, a little happy in his heart, and there was still a lot of gnocchi soup, just poured it straight away, she was really reluctant, and it was difficult for Zhong Mingwei not to give up.
At the moment, Ah Chou packed up the tableware and took it out to wash it.
Zhong Mingwei sitting on the kang was meaningless. Looking at the two burdens beside him, he stretched out his hands to untie them. One of the burdens was covered with needles and threads. He looked dizzy while the other was burdened ...
Zhong Mingwei looked at the brown sugar, and red dates inside. The whole person was stunned. He fixedly looked at the pack of brown sugar, and then twisted over it, looking down the window and looking at the outside with a on the side of the well. The girl who washes the dishes, what Echo once said, echoed in his mind suddenly ...
"That Mr. Chen still knows medical skills, and the pulse is accurate. If you are uncomfortable in the future, you don't have to go to the market to ask Langzhong, just go down the mountain and ask Mr. Chen."
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Zhong Mingwei's fingers trembled the baggage again, and he sat on the kang stupefiedly, staring straight at the red powder pillow on the head of the bed. After a while, the hands in his sleeves clenched tightly. fist.