The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 221: General cleaning

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Zhong Mingwei's heart dropped to the ground, and he reached out to close the window. Maybe he opened the window too hard just now, and Zhong Mingwei broke off a small piece of wood from each window. At this time, all the windows were closed. It was no good, the cold wind outside was blowing inside, Zhong Mingwei found a small piece of firewood to plug the gap, and then finally closed the window.

Now that he was dressed, Zhong Mingwei held the edge of the kang and got off the kang, skillfully lighting the fire. Achou happened to come in with water, shivering and shouting that it was cold, and scooping a few spoons of water into the pot.

"Come here and warm yourself by the fire," Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou's face that was red from the cold. He felt very distressed. He pulled A Chou to sit in front of him and sat down. He rubbed A Chou's cold hands and wrinkled them. He frowned and said, "Why is it so cold? Don't get frostbite."

"No, I have never suffered from frostbite," A Chou said with a proud look on his face, "In the past, in the Huanyi Bureau, when winter came, the other maids complained endlessly. In the cold weather, both hands were covered with frostbite and they had to suffer from frostbite. Washing clothes, but I never get chilblains, hey, am I awesome?"

Where is it so awesome?

Zhong Mingwei looked at those dark eyes, and his heart almost broke. He rubbed A Chou's hands and said softly: "Bury a sweet potato in the stove?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Zhong Mingwei, why are you so considerate?" A Chou smiled with his eyes crooked, and kissed Zhong Mingwei's face wildly.

……

Zhong Mingwei finally understood why A Chou had to get up and clean before dawn. At this time, he watched A Chou get under the bed and carefully sweep the spider webs in the corner.

"It also needs to be cleaned there?" Zhong Mingwei was very puzzled, "What is there to clean?"

"Of course you have to clean it well. We do this once a year. Naturally, the cleaner the better," A Chou stuck his **** out and continued to sweep the corner of the wall. He continued to tell Zhong Mingwei without looking back, " You just clean up the kang, and I will do the rest."

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei responded dully. He really couldn't help him, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't say anything at the moment, turned around and went to fold the quilt. After folding the quilt, he folded two more People's clothes were neatly folded.

"What's wrong with you?" As soon as A Chou got out from under the bed, he looked at the neat quilts and clothes on the kang, and he was immediately surprised, "When did you make such a good quilt?" ?"

"I've always been good at folding, and you didn't know that?" Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed.

A Chou smiled and said nothing, obviously saying nothing. Zhong Mingwei's face suddenly turned even more ugly: "Didn't I fold well before?"

"It doesn't matter whether it is folded well or not. After all, you still have to lay it down to sleep at night, right?" A Chou comforted him kindly.

Zhong Mingwei became even more frustrated when she was coaxed like this. He snorted and turned his head away angrily.

A Chou sat on the kang, intending to coax him, but at a glance he saw a broken window, and immediately exclaimed: "Zhong Mingwei, you broke the window!"

Zhong Mingwei's body suddenly became shorter, and he muttered: "Just find someone to repair it. This window is not tightly closed in the first place. It should have been repaired a long time ago. What are you yelling about?"

"Where to find people now, it will be after the New Year." A Chou said.

"Then it will be fine after the New Year," Zhong Mingwei touched his nose, paused, turned his head and looked at the spider webs on A Chou's hair, stretched out his hand to pull them off, and whispered, "I haven't taken a bath for a long time. ”

A Chou's face suddenly turned red, he lowered his head and whispered: "We still have to clean up today."

"Only cleaning the house and not cleaning ourselves?" Zhong Mingwei leaned over and kissed A Chou on the face, "You thought I smelled like sweat last night, so you didn't let me touch you."

"How can there be..." A Chou's face turned red and his voice was too low, "It's because I smell sweat, and I don't want to inflame you..."

"That's good, let's take a bath today," Zhong Mingwei said softly, smoothing A Chou's hair while smiling, "sprinkle some jasmine flowers in the bathtub, and we will all smell good by then. ”

"That's not how Jasmine works..." A Chou pushed him, but said coyly, "Then you go boil the water, and I will clean up the house."

"Sure." Zhong Mingwei agreed, and then kissed A Chou on the face, and then went down to the kang to boil water.