The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"No more noodle soup!" Zhong Mingwei was about to open his mouth when ah Chou stopped him. Ah Chou said fiercely, "I've been eating pimple Soup for three days! If you want to have noodle soup again, I'll Just hit you! "

Zhong Mingwei rubs his nose and discusses with ah Chou pitifully: "can you hit me lightly? I'm afraid of pain. "

A Chou's lips twitched a moment: "..."

Well, then have another meal of noodle soup.

On the first day of August, the 32nd year of Jiasheng, ningguta.

After breakfast with Zhong Mingwei, ah Chou went down the mountain with the embroidered piece to find grandma Chen.

When I arrived at Jixian bookstore, a Chou found that this year's extreme bookstore was very busy. There were a lot of people, in and out. A Chou looked at the middle-aged men who were in and out. He was very puzzled. Is the house to be built here? Why are these men holding shovels or pickaxes in their hands?

"Girl, are you here?" Chen Qingxuan looks at ah Chou coming in and smiles to welcome him out.

"Well, I came to find grandma," ah Chou explained to Chen Qingxuan, shaking the small bundle in his hand. "Mr. Chen, I have finished embroidering the embroidered piece. I'll bring it to grandma. Why isn't grandma here?"

"It's inconvenient for people to build houses here. I'll let Grandma go back to the village first," Chen Qingxuan nodded and said to a Chou, looking at the bundle in his hand. "Otherwise, you can give me the embroidered piece. I'll give it to grandma myself."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Chen," said ah Chou, looking at the men coming in and going out. After a pause, he asked Chen Qingxuan, "Mr. Chen, I see your house is good. How can I repair it?"

Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, "there is no big problem, it's just the cracks on the Kang at home. While it's still cold, he repaired it quickly."

"They build Kang?" Ah Chou's eyes brightened. "Mr. Chen, I'm just looking for someone to build Kang. Can you tell them that when your Kang is finished, let them build a Kang for me?"

"What's wrong with this?" Chen Qingxuan nodded, calling a middle-aged man. "Uncle Chen, my neighbor's house is going to build a Kang. When will it be convenient for you to build a Kang?"

The middle-aged man put his shovel aside, rubbed the mud on his hands, looked at ah Chou and asked Chen Qingxuan, "is this little girl's home? How far is it? In a hurry? "

"It's not far. It's on the hillside. It's only two miles here," ah Chou said to the middle-aged man, pointing to the hillside. "Don't worry. You can build Kang in our house after you get Mr. Chen's house ready first."

The middle-aged man nodded: "well, the day after tomorrow, I'll take someone over."

"Let's say uncle Chen, I'll wait for you at home the day after tomorrow," ah Chou said to Chen Qingxuan, nodding. "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen. I'll leave now."

"All right, let's go." Chen Qingxuan way.

"Mr. Chen, that..." Ah Chou just turned around and stood still. She took a look at Chen Qingxuan's study. She looked like she wanted to talk and stop.

"What's the matter? Something else? " Chen Qingxuan looked at her dark eyes, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

Somehow, he thought that the girl had become pretty. She used to be unkempt, but today her hair is neatly combed and tied into a sharp ponytail. As a result, the dark red scar on her neck has already been revealed, but the scar is not so ugly, especially the girl uses the clear and fawn Look at him with the same eyes.

"Nothing, nothing, Mr. Chen, I'm leaving!" Ah Chou shook his head and hurriedly turned to go down the steps.

"This girl!" Chen Qingxuan smiled and shook his head. He called out to Uncle Chen again. "Uncle Chen, how much money does it cost to build a Kang?"

"At least one or two," Uncle Chen looked at ah Chou's fading figure and smiled at Chen Qingxuan. "If it wasn't for your neighbors, you would have to pay one, two, five yuan, that is to say, to see your kid's face, so little."