"Uncle Zhao's house can't be compared to Zhang's house, but it's more than my house." Ji Wei came in from outside the house with a smile.

Zhao Hu immediately called his mother, got up and said, "My mother is in the kitchen."

Ji Wei shook his head, "It's okay, Aunt Zhou is not here. These are the dumplings that have just been made. I'll bring some for you to try."

They turned around, and there was half a cage left, about thirty or forty dumplings, and the portion was not small.

It's hot, and it's still hot.

"Come and taste, you're welcome, while it's hot."

Ji Wei put the steamer on the table, instructed Zhao Hu to get the plate, and urged Zhao Dalong to eat.

Zhao Dalong couldn't resist it, so he just ate it. He didn't expect that there was meat in it.

As soon as Zhao Hu took out the plate, Ji Wei put all the rest of the dumplings on it.

Zhao Dalong frowned and couldn't say it, Ji Wei smiled and said: "Uncle Zhao, thanks to you last time, I saved the money for buying bricks. These dumplings are not just for you, but also thank Aunt Zhou for taking care of my family Mianmian on weekdays. Even if you shirk it, you can't shirk it for Aunt Zhou."

Zhao Dalong was choked by what Ji Wei said, and suddenly stopped.

"Yo, Mianmian, Dalang, why are you here?"

Aunt Zhou, who was holding a plate in one hand, saw the two of them, and immediately walked over with a smile on her face.

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Chapter 14

"Where did this plate of dumplings come from? Did you send them?"

There was an extra plate of dumplings out of thin air at home, and no one else was present, Aunt Zhou immediately reacted. However, she was different from Zhao Dalong, and she reacted calmly to this matter, "Come here, the food is ready, you can sit down and eat together."

Aunt Zhou has always been very enthusiastic, this is undeniable.

She put down the scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts and the fried vegetables in her hands, and reached out to pull Liu Yimian, "Don't be polite to my aunt, just treat this as your home, come here, and try my aunt's craftsmanship."

Liu Yimian said embarrassedly, "Auntie, I have eaten at home."

"It's fine after you've eaten, eat more. Look at your small body, don't eat more, I'm afraid you'll be blown away by the wind."

Liu Yimian retorted in a low voice, "No, I'm pretty heavy too."

Aunt Zhou was much stronger than Liu Yimian, she pulled hard, and Liu Yimian sat on the bench. She placed both dishes in front of Liu Yimian, and kept calling him to eat. Zhao Hu, who was watching, was depressed and doubted who was her son.

Aunt Zhou tasted a dumpling and was very pleasantly surprised: "This is what you made? It's stuffed with chives and pork, and I even ate eggs. Auntie's family only ate a meal during the holidays, and I've had a good life recently... …”

Liu Yimian secretly glanced at Ji Yiyi's eyes, with admiration in her eyes, "Brother Ji did it, so I rubbed my face."

When Zhao Dalong heard this, he glanced at Ji Weiyi, then dumplings, and then Ji Weiyi again, his face full of shock, "What? Is this made by Ji's kid?"

Aunt Zhou glared at Zhao Dalong, "What is Ji's kid, Dalang, but we have seen a big one since childhood. He has a name and a surname. How can he speak?"

Zhao Dalong said angrily: "I thought it was this brother who did it, but I didn't expect you to have this skill."

Liu Yimian straightened her back, a little proud, "Uncle Zhao, Ji Ge has been selling cakes on West Street for a long time. The business is very good. When will you try it?"

Zhao Dalong nodded in response, but did not speak.

Aunt Zhou said again: "How come Duanduan thought of making dumplings? The two of you are still young, so you can save more money, but you can't spend it like this. When Mianmian passes the door, you will need money to rebuild the house or something."

Referring to the door, Liu Yimian's ears slowly turned red, her head bowed slightly, and she didn't make a sound.

Ji Wei finally responded, "Aunt Zhou, don't think about it so much. Mianmian is still young, so don't think about it."

Aunt Zhou was unhappy, "What do you mean when Mianmian is still young, I married into Lao Zhao's family when I was fifteen years old, why can't my brother from another family get married when he is fifteen or sixteen years old? Don't you make a little money, so dislike our Mianmian? ."

Although Ji Wei knew that Aunt Zhou liked Liu Yimian, she had never experienced it this way. This is really an old hen protecting her calf. "I want to tell Mianmian to study hard. I'm not the material for studying. Maybe he can get ahead in the future."

Everyone on the table, including Liu Yimian, turned to look at Ji Wei.

"What?"

Aunt Zhou choked out a word for a long time.

"Brother Ji, you—" Liu Yimian nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes, "Really?"

"What is true or false, what am I lying to you for?" Ji Wei walked to Liu Yimian's side and patted him on the head, "Little fool, didn't I keep you studying and writing?"

After finishing speaking, feeling that the hairy head felt good, Ji Wei rubbed it again, rubbing Liu Yimian's combed hair in a mess, and then stepped aside.

"But Mianmian is a brother, what kind of book do you read? Are you still going to take the champion exam?" After Aunt Zhou finished speaking, she laughed to herself.

Unexpectedly, Ji Wei was really better than Zhen'er, and he didn't have to ask Liu Yimian to take the exam. It's just that he really doesn't like it. Their attitude towards their brother is like that of a woman.

At least in Ji Wei's view, the brother is no different from ordinary men except for fertility.

In addition to being a modern person, Ji Wei has spent many years in a Western society that pays more attention to equality and freedom. In the same industry, in addition to competing with men, it also needs to compete with women. Excellent female pastry chefs emerge in an endless stream, and they are no worse than men. The idea of ​​equality for everyone is more deeply rooted in his heart.

"My brother is also a man. The country does not prohibit him from taking the scientific examination. The reason why I haven't heard of it is just because few people go and even fewer pass the exam. What if Mianmian is one of the ten thousand?" Ji Wei After speaking, looking at their jaw-dropping expressions on their faces, I felt a burst of despair.

Tell them what to do, and he knows for himself.