The author has something to say: wow, fifteen days have passed, are you still there?

The little angel here is bubbling, and I will send you a red envelope to press the duck~~

PS. In addition to the early update today, it is still tentatively scheduled to update at 18:00~

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Chapter 10

The next day, Ji Wei set up a booth and did not let Liu Yimian go with him. One is that the cake shop's business is on the right track. Even if Liu Yimian is missing, it will not be too chaotic to maintain. In addition, Liu Yimian was still young, and in Ji Wei's opinion, it was the age to study hard. In order not to delay his study, he decided to keep him at home, assigned corresponding tasks, and went out with a cart.

Liu Yimian was rarely free, and suddenly didn't know what to do. He first boiled water and took a bath, and then took the clothes that Ji Wei changed and washed yesterday to the river to wash them. After drying them on the clothesline in the backyard, he consciously sat back in the house and took the ten clothes that Ji Wei left to him. Li took out the first copy of the copybook, studied the ink, picked up the pen, and wrote down the characters.

He wrote very slowly, and his mind was full of Ji Wei's movements when he held his wrist. The vellus hairs dipped in ink, horizontally and vertically, are full of stock and full of energy, which is like heaven and earth with the words he wrote before.

After Liu Yimian wrote a few words, she stopped to think, and then changed her posture slightly. It took more than half an hour to finish the first Analects of Confucius.

He was not in a hurry to write a second one, but stood by the window, letting the breeze dry the ink. When looked up, saw a familiar figure walking towards here.

Liu Yimian frowned, raised her hand and called, "Aqiu, I haven't seen you for many days—"

He thought that the boy was passing by, but he never thought that the other party came to see him specifically. When A Qiu stood in front of him, the surprise on Liu Yimian's face had not subsided.

"Why do you have time to come to me? Your husband is willing to come?"

Because the people in the town value their sons and daughters, my brother is not very popular here. Unless there is a physical illness, or the family is really poor, and it is difficult to marry a daughter from a good family, everyone is reluctant to find a brother who is difficult to have children.

This A Qiu is one of the few brothers in Changliu Town. Unlike Liu Yimian, who was sold here, he was originally a native of Changliu Town, but was sold by his family to a fisherman living by the river for a tael of silver.

The fisherman was over 30 years old and had been married a few years ago. However, he has a bad temper and is often beaten and scolded. His wife was also weak and did not seek medical attention in time after her illness, so she just went. After many years, he couldn't find anyone willing to marry him again, so he had to buy A Qiu.

In the first half year, his temper was relatively mild, and Aqiu often came to see him at home while the original owner was away. In the past year, the fisherman's temper has become more and more irritable, and it is difficult for Aqiu to come back once a month.

Seeing him at first glance, Liu Yimian blushed, took his hand and sat on the stool, and said lightly, "Aqiu, I'm so glad you can come."

A Qiuyueyu didn't see Liu Yimian, she held his cheek and looked left and right, she said in surprise, "Mianmian, why are you so ruddy, you seem to have gained weight?"

He remembered that Liu Yimian had said that Ji Jialang was ruthless and ruthless. When you feel unhappy, you hit people. He was not at home very often, and did not give enough money, so Liu Yimian often went hungry. Mingming is fifteen years old, but he looks thin and small, a bit shorter than him.

A Qiu has compassion in her heart. Whenever she comes to Ji's house, she will always get some food from the house, and today is no exception.

"I brought you two steamed buns!" A Qiu then remembered that in order to steal the steamed buns from the house so that the husband would not find them, they wrapped them in oil paper and stuffed them in the neckline. By the time he took it out, the bun was already crushed and deformed.

"It's a bit crushed, but it's okay, you can eat it." He took it for granted that Liu Yimian hadn't had breakfast, so he excitedly raised the vegetable bun to his mouth, waiting for him to take it and devour it as usual.

Liu Yimian took the bun and pressed it on the opened oiled paper, but didn't eat it, she said softly, "Aqiu, I have already eaten breakfast, you should take this bun home. If you find out, you will be scolded again."

"What did you eat? Where do you have anything to eat?" A Qiu was puzzled, thinking that Liu Yimian was being polite to him, "Why are you being polite to me? We are both brothers, how can I not help you?"

"Aqiu, Brother Ji, he treats me very well. For the past two weeks, I have eaten everything. Don't take the risk of stealing things from the house to give them to me in the future." Liu Yimian held Aqiu's wrist and sincerely looking at him.

"You—" A Qiu withdrew her hand, and after thinking about it, she still couldn't believe it, "You lied to me."

He really heard others say it, but he just listened to it, but he didn't believe it. Just because Ji Wei, who he learned from Liu Yimian, is not the kind of person who can correct his mistakes.

Now, the person who has been complaining told him that Ji Wei has really changed?

No, it's not possible.

Aqiu thought again, since you don't want buns, I'll take them back.

He went to grab the buns on the table, turned sideways and saw the pen and paper on the table, and said with a bit of amusement: "Your family, so he can write? I think he can only fight."

Liu Yimian looked back and felt that what A Qiu said was a bit harsh. He opened his eyes wide and looked at him unconvinced, "This is my handwriting, Ji Ge's handwriting is beautiful. Aqiu, how can you say that to Ji Ge? He is really good now!"

In the last few words, Liu Yimian increased his tone.

But A Qiu just chuckled and didn't take it to heart at all, "Even if you can write, he won't buy a pen and paper for you to write. Just tell me, who did you get this pen and paper from. Why don't you tell me the truth?"

Liu Yimian has a warm and soft temperament, and has never been angry. But today, after hearing A Qiu's words, a burst of anger erupted in his heart in vain, causing his eyes to turn red.

He said loudly: "Aqiu, you don't have to believe me, but you can't say Brother Ji! He not only gave me meat, but also bought me books and taught me to write. He is the best person in the world!"

A Qiu was stunned. He didn't expect Liu Yimian to be so serious, and was a little embarrassed for a while, "I said something wrong, don't take it to heart. It's written so well..."