The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 207: Don’t be angry
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The little girl kept promising to leave early and come back early, but it turned out to be dark, so she hurried back.
Zhong Mingwei has been angry for most of the day. Not long after A Chou went out, it began to snow outside. This was the first snow in Ning Guta this year. It was quite heavy. It just started. At that time, the snowflakes were only the size of rice grains, but later it became heavier and heavier. It was like heavy snow. Outside the window, the mountains were towering in the distance, and the white snow was flying. It was really beautiful. But Zhong Mingwei couldn't think of enjoying the snow. He was about to die. I don’t know whether A Chou was soaked in snow, or whether the snow on the mountain road was severe, or whether the road would be slippery when A Chou came back.
Always a man who remains immovable in all weathers, Zhong Mingwei has been like an ant on a hot pot for most of the day. Zhong Mingwei looks outside from time to time, just hoping that the snow will stop soon, but in front of him The yard was gradually covered with a layer of white snow, and the heavy snow was still spreading downwards. Zhong Mingwei was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He held on to the wall and stumbled to the door step by step. He wanted to go Yingyi welcomes A Chou, but he moves from the bedroom to the outer hall without a single step. If he runs outside on such a day, he is afraid that he will not be able to get out of the yard and will fall down. It is hard to say whether he can get up. In the end, he will still be there. Cause trouble to A Chou.
Zhong Mingwei had no choice but to return to the bedroom in one step or another, but not long after, he limped to the outer hall again, holding on to the door frame and looking at the thicker and thicker snow on the ground, Zhong Mingwei's forehead was so anxious that his eyes were filled with tears. famous.
Just like this, going back and forth with great effort, until the sky was dark and Zhong Mingwei could no longer walk, he heard the sound of the door opening from outside, and then a donkey brayed. Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he crawled over and walked along. He looked out through the crack in the window. When he was sure that he saw A Chou back, his heart dropped to the ground. But he was really angry with A Chou, so he didn't get off the kang to greet A Chou at the moment, and just sat on the kang. Sulking on top.
"Uncle, thank you for taking me up the mountain in such a snowy day! This is the money for your carriage, please take it!" A Chou was very kind to the coachman who helped him unload the things into the house. Thanks, the snow is really heavy today, and many coachmen are reluctant to go up the mountain for fear of getting into trouble. Only this uncle, who is in his fifties, is willing to send things to A Chou up the mountain. A Chou is naturally grateful. For a hundred cents, A Chou, in a rare moment of generosity, gave the uncle a cent.
The uncle accepted the money, thanked A Chou, and hurried down the mountain.
After A Chou opened the door, he hurriedly ran into the bedroom and said to Zhong Mingwei happily: "Zhong Mingwei! It's snowing outside!"
Zhong Mingwei was so angry that he really didn't know what this girl was so happy about. He lowered his head and ignored A Chou.
A Chou obviously didn't notice Zhong Mingwei's abnormality. He immediately ran to the side room to get the cloak, and continued to say happily: "Get up quickly and take you to enjoy the snow. I have been looking forward to snowing for a long time, but I didn't know it was here. It won’t start for a while, but it’s a heavy snowfall, so nice!”
"What's there to reward?" Zhong Mingwei felt angry in his heart, and he really didn't understand why A Chou was so looking forward to the snow. At a glance, he saw that A Chou was still covered with a layer of snow, and Zhong Mingwei immediately dropped his face. , said in a cold voice, "You're not going to dust off the snow either. Are you holding back your illness?"
"Why are you still angry after everything is fine?" Ah Chou noticed something strange about Zhong Mingwei. He went to dust off the snow and muttered in a low voice, "It's not rain. You can't get wet from both sides. How can you get sick?"
Seeing that she still didn't repent, Zhong Mingwei became even more angry. He wanted to get angry at her, but looking at A Chou's face, which was red from the cold, he still swallowed the reprimand, and he snorted, He turned away and ignored A Chou.
Achou carefully sat on the edge of the kang. Looking at Zhong Mingwei's straight back, she knew that Zhong Mingwei was really angry. She timidly reached out and pushed Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei shook his body and then moved inward again. No, it seems that he has made up his mind not to pay attention to A Chou.
"Don't be angry," Achou whispered, climbing onto the kang, hugging Zhong Mingwei shamelessly from behind, resting his forehead on the man's back, and whispered, "I'm not cold, I really am not. It’s cold, it’s okay, don’t be angry.”
Zhong Mingwei shook his body and didn't want to talk to A Chou, but he finally softened his heart. After a pause, Zhong Mingwei said in a low voice: "Why are you back so late? It's snowing and the road is not easy to walk on?"