Chapter 67: Is the silver enough?

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"It's okay, you have to practice slowly." Zhong Mingwei lay on the bed, Ahou put the tray in front of the pillow, and the noodle bowl was inside. At this time, he fixed the bowl in one hand and squeezed the chopsticks in one hand. Clamping the noodles awkwardly, he finally sucked in a noodle. Not only Zhong Mingwei, but also A Chou sighed for a long time, and then they both laughed.
"I want to eat noodles," Ahou began to use chopsticks. While sucking on the noodles, he complained to Zhong Mingwei. "Mingming still has a bad hand. What kind of noodles do you eat? Isn't this a guilt?"
"Not only to eat today, Minger, I also want to eat noodles." Zhong Mingwei had a calm face, while squeezing chopsticks with difficulty, finally put the fungus of a chopstick into his mouth, biting "creaky", It's very interesting.
Where does Aghou don't understand? Zhong Mingwei was anxious to recover, not even letting go of the meal, but looking at the sweat on his head, Ah Chou really felt terribly distressed.
"This fungus is really delicious," Zhong Mingwei ate another chopsticks fungus, a middle-aged man who could not taste the taste of abalone and winged belly, now it is opened by A Chou to a door to the new world. , Everything is delicious and fresh, "It's very refreshing."
"It's still refreshing? I'll give you a cold mix in Mingminger, so you can see what real refreshing is." A ugly bite the chopsticks and smiled, watching Zhong Mingwei eating noodles in a hula, he couldn't tell. happy.
"Who the do you learn cooking skills from?" After the meal, A Chou soaked a large bowl of jasmine into Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei sniffed the thick jasmine fragrance, and he was lazy all over.
"How can Gong people not cook? Why shouldn't they be self-reliant? Will they still have to find someone to serve themselves?" A Chou looked disgusted at the tunnel while digging a lot of ointment on the man's back, and bedsores elsewhere It's easy to get rid of it. Only here, there is a big slap of a bed sore. A ugly applied Zhong Mingwei to the ointment twice a day, "Does it still hurt?"
"A bit." Zhong Mingwei squinted and snorted.
A Chou looked at him with such a confused and lazy look, and knew that he was comfortable. A Chou wanted to hit him a little, but he wanted to make him more comfortable. When the next hand added a little With strength, he squeezed on the man's waist and lay on his back like this. The waist was the most tired. Sure enough, the man hummed louder, obviously more comfortable.
"In a few days, when you get better, I will put you outside to bask in the sun." A Chou said as he rubbed his waist.
Ah Chou knew that the man was suffocating, and had long wanted to take the man out to bask in the sun, but at the beginning, Zhong Mingwei was very passive and uncooperative, and Zhong Mingwei was paralyzed so badly, even if the thin girl like Ahou was so strong, He can't hold him back, but now the situation is different, Zhong Mingwei becomes more active, so Ah Chou gave birth to the idea of ​​taking the man out to bask in the sun.
"Well." Sure enough, Zhong Mingwei was very cooperative and had no objections.
After a pause, Ah Chou said: "But you have to prepare a recliner for you first."
Zhong Mingwei's squinted eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Ahou steadily, who saw his scalp numb: "What's wrong?"
"Is the silver enough?" Zhong Mingwei said, obviously with some embarrassment and embarrassment.
Since he was born, he has never been worried about the silver, and has never opened his mouth to ask the family. During this time, he eats and drinks well every day, but he is quite uneasy. He knows that this is a flower. Ugly's savings, he also knows that Ah Ug's savings are bound to be small, he knows more that it is not a way to sit down and eat in the sky, and he wants to ask a few times, but he swallowed back to his mouth, his identity His age made him unable to open his mouth, especially now that he is still in this situation, so even if he asks, what can he do?