Chapter 286

Zhong Mingwei's face became more and more ugly. His lips trembled for a long time before he could make a sound again: "you say Is there a big stone near the well

"Yes, it's on the edge of the well. Fortunately, it's not frozen on the ground. I'll pick it up as soon as I take it. Otherwise, I really don't know where I'm going to find such a big stone to break the ice and get water," said Pang Yi, frowning at Zhong Mingwei's knee and pausing. He was very worried. "Your knee seems swollen, sir, I'm afraid It was just on the way back that the wind froze again. I'm going to make a pot of hot water to cover your knees. Don't sit like this. Cover the quilt quickly, but don't be cold any more. I'll invite the doctor tomorrow to show you the injury. "

Zhong Mingwei sees pangyi's mouth open and closed. He knows pangyi is talking, but he can't hear anything. His brain has been in a mess for a long time, and his ears are buzzing. Except for ah Chou's painful sobbing in his arms that night, he can't hear anything.

For a long time, his eyes moved away from Pang Yi's open and closed mouth. His eyes slipped over the disorderly firewood, the bucket of water with ice in front of the Kang, and finally fell on the Kang head, the half new black cotton pants. He bent down, gently reached the black cotton pants, pulled them to his front, and gently rubbed the black cotton pants with big hands. It has been three days , cotton pants are still in fashion. You can imagine how wet they were at that time.

Zhong Mingwei's lips trembled fiercely, just like his hand, which was always powerful and powerful at this moment, at this time, he trembled timidly, and finally grasped the black cotton trousers and held them in his arms.

That wench, was afraid to freeze to death?

In such a cold day, the body is inconvenient. The water with ice dregs has wet most of the body. Can it not be frozen? Can't it be cold?!

That day, as soon as Fu saw that piece of ice at the gate, he had already guessed that the girl must have gone down the mountain to fetch water. As a result, she finally mentioned the front of the gate, but her foot slipped and fell, splashing half of her body. Afraid that he saw it, she hurriedly went back to the room to change the dirty cotton padded jacket. But she had only one pair of cotton pants, which had no need to change, so she was hard It's wet cotton pants that I've been wearing all day!

At that time, he was actually more angry than distressed. He was so angry that the girl had to go to the bottom of the mountain to get water if she didn't eat well water. But at this time, what else did he not understand?

Why does the wellhead suddenly put a big stone?

Why does the girl have to brave the snow to fetch water under the mountain?

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How stupid and stupid is that girl? She is afraid that her dream will disturb him and she will go to the bottom of the mountain to carry water?!

How could there be such a person in the world?!

How could it be?!

Zhong Mingwei is biting his teeth and hugging his black cotton trousers tighter.

"Are you hungry, your highness? How about I cook some dumplings for you? I just saw that there are still many dumplings on the table in the outer hall, "Pang Yi said as he lifted the lid of the pot, frowned at the sticky noodle soup inside, then pulled up his sleeve, picked up the spoon and water basin on the pot table, and scooped them out." Your Highness, you'll live tonight... "

"What do you do?!" Zhong Mingwei suddenly said, staring nervously at the small pot of noodle soup, and snapped at Pang Yi, "what do you want to do?!"

Pang Yi was startled. Looking at Zhong Mingwei's face, he was nervous and angry. Suddenly, there was a "thumping" in his heart. He grew up with Zhong Mingwei, so he was used to his unchanging personality. At this moment, pangyi was a little afraid of such a face, but more puzzled.

He stood up and explained to Zhong Mingwei, "Your Highness, I am washing the pot. After washing the pot, I can cook dumplings for you..."

"I'll take this." Zhong Mingwei cut off Pang Yi's words and stared at the small pot of noodle soup without blinking. There was no joke at all.

"This?" Pang Yi immediately opened his mouth and became tongue tied. He looked at the sticky dough soup and Zhong Mingwei. He thought he shouldn't talk more, but he still opened his mouth. "Your Highness, I'm afraid that the dough soup has been put away for several days, and it should be broken. If you eat it, you may have to make trouble or let your subordinates cook dumplings for you..."