Chapter 213: Laba Porridge
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The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl
- 一味相思
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- 2021-03-02 04:28:46
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"It must be worn these days." Zhong Mingwei said nothing, he put on Ahou by himself, and the kang was burning in the house. Although it was warm, Achu went to the outside hall from time to time to get things, but the outside hall was still quite cold. And besides, Aghou's body is afraid of cold these days.
"Once I put it on, I struggled to walk," Ah Chou complained. While tying his belt, he jumped out of bed, took socks to wear for Zhong Mingwei, and rubbed Zhong Mingwei's knee and asked, "How is it today? Do n’t you get out of bed? Lie for another day? "
A few days ago, Zhong Mingwei ’s knees were not very comfortable, and he stayed in bed for two days without getting out of bed. He gave A Chou anxious enough, fortunately, there was a salve delivered in the palace at home, but the plaster on the side of Ninggu Tower was not tested. Less, Zhong Mingwei wiped it for a few days, and he was quite comfortable.
"It's okay. It's much better. If you don't get up, people will lie down." Zhong Mingwei said, he didn't feel much about lying on the bed for a few months. Later, when he got out of bed, he couldn't lie down. He helped him to walk around in the yard or the house. He was lying at first glance these days, and he was uncomfortable all over.
"That's it, just don't be too reluctant," A Chou put on Zhong Mingwei's shoes and socks, and then confessed, "It's not allowed to get out of bed for too long, you have to go to bed after eating."
"Go to bed and have nothing to do, might as well go around in the house." Zhong Mingwei was a little unhappy, and was sitting in front of the stove by Aughou.
"That won't work. I'll rub your legs after breakfast, but don't get tired," Ahou said, as he drew water from the outer hall and scooped it into the pot while saying, "If you think Boring, then read this book, is n’t there at home? "
"In the daytime, what kind of book to read." Zhong Mingwei wasn't very comfortable. While igniting the fire expertly, he sent it to the stove.
"Who is not reading in the daytime? You are different from people, you have to read at night," As soon as you mention reading, A Chou couldn't help but complain about Zhong Mingwei, glanced at Kang, and suddenly wondered. Now, "Don't I put all the books on Kang for you? Why are they gone?"
"I put it away, it's everywhere, it's a hindrance," Zhong Mingwei really didn't want to mention the twelve books with A Chouduo, urging A Choudao now, "Isn't it like to cook Laba congee?" ? Go and wash the beans. "
"Oh." Ah Chou was so busy going to the outer hall to wash the beans.
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Having cooked the porridge, the two sat on the kang and had breakfast.
In the past, Ah Chou did not live up to the porridge, but it was not as rich as the Babao porridge. There were so many kinds of beans in it.
"What kind of bean is this?" Zhong Mingwei stared at the big red bean in the spoon and asked Ah Chou.
"This is kidney beans," A Chou swallowed the big kidney bean in Zhong Mingwei's spoon with a mouthful, and said with a smile, "You don't like to eat sticky bean bags? The stuffing inside is kidney beans."
"Really," Zhong Mingwei dug another spoon to eat, and then tasted it. While relishing the sweetness of kidney beans, he smiled again, "It seems that it has been a long time since I have eaten sticky beans."
"You just say you can't eat it? Look at your fake virtue," A Chou pinched Zhong Mingwei's nose, a little embarrassed on the side, "I'm not going to make sticky bean bags, but Grandma Chen Will do it, or wait for the meal to finish, I will bring some grains down the mountain and let her make some sticky beanbags for us? "
"No, no, I just said casually," Zhong Mingwei was busy, while digging a spoon of Laba porridge to drink, and at the same time told A Chou, "The snow is so thick, don't run down the mountain without any problems, sliding on the ground. . "
"Got it, you start to talk again." A Chou mumbled, while eating chopsticks pickled vegetables to eat, while looking at the man drinking porridge across the head, A Chou's heart was warm, and it was about to be the end of the year, this is On her first Spring Festival with Zhong Mingwei, she had to prepare some gifts for Zhong Mingwei. She had bought gifts for Zhong Mingwei in the market two days ago, but she was not very embarrassed to take it out. .
"Look at what I do?" Zhong Mingwei looked up at A Chou's eyes as he looked up.
"Look, you look good." A Chou smiled.
"Nonsense, this face is unshaven, and I haven't washed my face now, where would it look better?" Zhong Mingwei smiled dumbly, and wiped his chin smoothly, the beard was a little long, and the stubble scratched his hand hard. " Girl, cut me a beard in a moment. "