The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 48: Angry

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What I ate at night was still the big meat buns with shepherd’s purse and vermicelli, but there was also the porridge cooked by A Chou. It was not white porridge, but a vegetable porridge with a handful of shepherd’s purse and vermicelli added. It was not difficult to cook and was almost the same as white porridge. Just add a spoonful of salt, but the taste is much better than white porridge.

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

I don’t know if she was still concerned about the incident at noon, but Ah Chou obviously behaved a lot. She fed Zhong Mingwei two buns little by little without saying much. When she picked up the third bun, Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he shook his head. He couldn't eat anymore, so A Chou stuffed the bun into his mouth.

"Do you live in the kitchen at night?" After swallowing the bun in his mouth, Zhong Mingwei asked the question he had been holding in his mind for several days. During the day, A Chou said that he always woke up from the cold when he lived in the woodshed of the Duan family. Zhong Mingwei began to feel distressed when he saw the girl. At this time, when he looked at the blade of grass in A Chou's hair, he felt even more distressed.

"Ah? Yes." A Chou nodded.

"Pack out the side room. You can live in the side room, not in the kitchen," Zhong Mingwei whispered. He actually didn't want to say this, but he couldn't hold it in anymore. "Sleep against the south wall. It’s warm and you can get some sun.”

A Chou's heart felt hot, and her eyes became a little wet. She hated herself for being like this, always so worthless. She finished the buns in her mouth in three bites, then lowered her eyebrows and said, "It's okay, Chai There is no leakage in the room and the space is large. It is very convenient for me to live there."

"Why don't you live in a room if you have one? What kind of woodshed does a nice girl live in?" Zhong Mingwei was a little annoyed, and even spoke a little hastily, "Look, you have grass in your hair all day long, and you smell like oil smoke. , which girl is like you?"

"Oh, really?" Achou was so busy that she put down the bowl and chopsticks, plucked at her hair, and sure enough found a piece of grass. She pinched the piece of grass a little embarrassedly, "Then I...I'll pass. Go and clean up the side room in a few days."

"As soon as possible." Zhong Mingwei couldn't see her drooping look, so he turned his face away and faced the wall. He was a little angry, angry with himself, angry that he could do nothing but order people around. I can't do it, and I'm angry that I am a grown man in his thirties, but he is always affected by a little girl in his teens.

A Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei, hesitated to speak, but said nothing, and then brought out all the bowls and chopsticks.

When she came out of the main hall, Achou stopped. She walked towards the side room, gently opened the door of the side room, and looked at the empty side room except for a few large wooden boxes, frowning with worry. It became the word "Chuan".

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

Alas!

May 12, the 32nd year of Jiasheng

Ning Guta

A 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 some meat and vegetables. In fact, there are still a lot of shepherd's purses and dandelions on the mountain, and she is also very happy. Zhong Mingwei likes to eat wild vegetables, but he can't let Zhong Mingwei eat wild vegetables every day. When he was in the hospital that day, the doctor told him that patients like him should not keep silent.