The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

At night, I still eat big meat buns with shepherd’s purse and vermicelli, but there is also the porridge cooked by Ah Chou, which is not white porridge, but vegetable porridge with a handful of shepherd’s purse and vermicelli added. Just a spoonful of salt is enough, but the taste is much better than porridge.

It’s not that Zhong Mingwei has never eaten salty porridge, such as shredded mushroom and shredded chicken porridge, yam pork ribs porridge, raw fish fillet porridge, a small casserole of porridge, the cook can cook it for a long time, but it is obvious that Ah Chou The salty porridge served was different from the previous ones, it was simple and light. Zhong Mingwei drank two bowls and was still a little bit unsatisfied, but looking at the big buns on the plate, he decided to save some stomach for the stuffed buns.

I don't know if she is still concerned about the quilt-drilling incident at noon. Ah Chou obviously behaved a lot, and fed Zhong Mingwei two buns little by little, without saying much. When she picked up the third bun, Zhong Mingwei was very busy. Shaking his head, he couldn't eat any more, so Ah Chou stuffed the bun into his mouth.

You live in the kitchen at night? Swallowing the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, Zhong Mingwei asked the question that had been pent up in his mind for several days. During the day, Ah Chou said that when Duan's family had been living in the firewood house and always woke up from the cold, Zhong Mingwei began to feel distressed, and at this moment, seeing a piece of grass in Ah Chou's hair, he felt even more distressed.

Ah? Yes. Ah Chou nodded.

Clean up the side room, you can live in the side room, don't live in the kitchen, Zhong Mingwei whispered, he really didn't want to say this, but he couldn't hold it back anymore, Sleep against the south wall, it's warm, you can Get some sun.

Ah Chou's heart became hot, and her eyes became a little wet. She hated herself for being like this. She was always so worthless. She ate the buns in her mouth in two or three bites, and then said with lowered eyebrows: It's okay, there is nothing in the firewood room. It’s not bad, the place is big, and it’s very convenient for me to live in.”

Why don't you stay if you have a room? What kind of firewood house does a good-looking girl live in? Zhong Mingwei was a little annoyed, and his words were a little rushed, Look at your hair mixed with grass all day long, and you smell like oily smoke all over your body, which girl? Home like yours?

Oh, is that so? Ah Chou put down the bowls and chopsticks in a hurry, and pulled at her hair, and she found a piece of grass. She pinched the grass with a little embarrassment, Then I... I'll be there in a few days. Go and clean up the side room.

As soon as possible. Zhong Mingwei couldn't see her slumped face, turned his face away, facing the wall, he was a little angry, angry at himself, angry at himself for not being able to do anything but order people around , I am also angry with a man in his thirties, but he is always affected by a little girl in his teens.

A Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei, hesitant to speak, but he didn't say anything, and then brought out all the bowls and chopsticks.

When she got out of the main hall, Ah Chou stopped, she walked towards the side room, gently pushed open the door of the side room, saw the side room was empty except for a few big wooden boxes, her brows were wrinkled into a frown. The word Chuan.

This side room doesn't even have a bed, how can she live in it?

well!

Jiasheng thirty-two years May 12

Ninguta

Ah Chou has to go down the mountain again. There is not much rice and noodles left at home. She has to go down the mountain to buy food and buy some meat and vegetables. In fact, there are plenty of shepherd's purse and dandelions on the mountain. She also likes to eat wild vegetables. , but Zhong Mingwei cannot be allowed to eat wild vegetables every day. When he was in the medical clinic that day, the doctor told him that patients like him should not lose their mouths.