Ji Wei put the braised pork in Liu Yimian's bowl and greeted Aqiu to eat the meat.

There was an outsider at the dinner table, and there was a lot of silence.

At the end of the meal, Ji Weicai suddenly remembered something, "Mianmian goes out with me this afternoon, let's go to the street to buy some cloth."

Liu Yimian hummed and obeyed.

I was not surprised that it was just making pants for Ji Wei.

On the contrary, A Qiu was a little surprised, seeing Liu Yimian's calm face, but also a little resentful.

His fisherman, every time he gave him money to buy new cloth, he would always happily serve him for a few days. After all, he earned the money back, and if the husband is happy, there will be future benefits.

As brothers, they must know how to be considerate of their husbands.

...

After the meal, Liu Yimian took the initiative to clean up the tableware and went out of the yard to dig well water with a wooden basin.

A Qiu didn't follow him.

He stood beside Ji Wei curiously, watching him stir the goat milk in the crock with chopsticks, and a thin layer of white paste was attached to the chopsticks. Then he closed the lid of the crock pot, covered it with another layer of cloth, hugged the crock pot and shook it constantly.

Aqiu looked at it and felt very distressed, "Brother Ji, this good goat's milk, if it turns into this, isn't it easy to go rancid?"

Ji Wei laughed twice, "How come, don't be afraid if you handle it properly." This is the goat milk that he made six pieces of cake and specially asked Zhao Lame to exchange.

Zhao Laizi's family has a lot of goat milk. He does not rely on this milk to sell money, which is troublesome. Drinking by himself only accounted for a small part, and more people came to him to ask for it, and he watched it when he was in a good mood.

Sometimes it has been left for a long time, and it sometimes happens that it becomes rancid.

After getting rid of the can of goat milk for Liu Yimian, there are two cans left. Ji Wei specially picked the milk from yesterday, and saw that it had been left for a day, and it was very suitable for refining butter.

After shaking for only a quarter of an hour, Ji Wei's arm was sore.

He put down the jar to rest, and A Qiu, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but said, "Brother Ji, let me help you."

"No, I'll come by myself later."

A Qiu rolled her eyes and said in a soft voice, "I have eaten your braised pork, so I should do something. My brother in town counts them with one hand. I will treat Mianmian as a younger brother. Brother Ji, you don't want it. Be polite to me."

He said that he reached out to touch the jar, Ji Wei quickly hugged the jar and walked away, a little embarrassed, "I really don't need it, Aqiu, this jar is very heavy, I'm stronger than you, if it falls, I will It's a pity that this jar of goat milk is gone."

A Qiu didn't hear what Ji Wei meant, and thought he was weak to take care of him. He took another step closer to him, and his words became more brisk, "Brother Ji, is this goat milk also for Mianmian?"

"His is fresher, I'm milking it now." For this, Ji Wei went back to milking for the first time in his life, and made some embarrassment, which made Zhao lame laugh, and even gave him the jar when he was in a good mood.

"Brother Ji is so kind to Mianmian, it would be better if he were a girl." A Qiu couldn't help but said.

"how do I say this?

"It would be easier to have a child if it was a girl's family. Our brother, it is difficult to conceive and have a child. If there is no need to pay a dowry, I am afraid that no one will want us. Mianmian can meet you, it is really a blessing in my previous life..." A Qiu said, thinking of her own destiny, she became more and more sad, and even the circles of her eyes turned red.

Ji Wei listened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

How is it, brother? At least from the original owner's memory, there was no clear statement that my brother was not allowed to study and write for the imperial examinations. Could it be that my brother still has to be a husband and a child?

From the 21st century, Ji Wei, who has been influenced by the concept of equality for all since childhood, feels incredible.

He disagreed: "Mianmian is still young, so I have no plans to let him have children."

A Qiu nodded clearly and felt that with Ji Wei's condition, it would not be difficult to find a woman to be his wife in the future. After all, which rich man in his pocket does not want to have three wives and four concubines, there are many good friends this season. Liu Yimian is just a brother, and it is not bad to be a concubine.

"—At his age, he is suitable for studying hard, and maybe he can be admitted to a scholar or something. For other things, look at him."

After Ji Wei finished speaking, he picked up the crock and shook it again.

A Qiu was stunned for a while, studying? Can my brother also take the exam?

He had never heard such remarks, and only thought Ji Wei was absurd.

A brother should obey his father at home, and obey his husband when he gets married. It is a good life to be able to marry a man like him. In the future, if have another son, even if husband wants to take a concubine, he will not be able to shake his status. As for the talent? That's only for men!

This Ji Wei, it is really whimsical

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Chapter 12

"Brother Ji, I feel at home—" Liu Yimian rushed into the house and wanted to discuss with Ji Wei to go to the street in the afternoon to buy some pots and pans. Obviously not enough.

But when he entered the door, he saw that the two were very close. From his point of view, A Qiu almost stuck to Ji Wei.

He opened his mouth, and in the end he just bit his lip and stood there, feeling his eyes astringent and uncomfortable.

Ji Wei is taller than Aqiu, and across the top of his head, he sees Liu Yimian standing at the door, bowing his head and bowing his head, not knowing what he is thinking, and calling him before calling him.

"What do you think? Half of what you said?"

As soon as Liu Yimian approached, A Qiu consciously took a step back and opened the distance between him and Ji Wei.

"There are not many tableware and chopsticks at home, you can add some more." The more he said, the quieter, and finally there was only a murmur. It was obviously less than ten feet away, but Ji Wei couldn't hear what Liu Yimian said.

He raised his eyebrows, "Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."