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A Qiu spread out his hands and counted the coins.
That crucian carp is almost sold for this number, and the reason is quite sufficient.
Before, saw that Liu Yimian was really pitiful, so often stole some food from the house to help him. Since he had a good life, he could get the money too.
A Qiu accepted the money with peace of mind, patted Liu Yimian's hand tightly holding her arm, and let him release, "Don't you say let me go? It's so tight, how can I go?"
Liu Yimian smiled shyly, her hands behind her back, "If you have any difficulties in the future, come and tell me. I can help you too."
"Well, well, definitely."
A Qiu waved her hand, said nothing, turned and left.
Liu Yimian was at the door and kept watching his back turn around the corner and disappeared, and then closed the door and went in.
"What are you talking about, I haven't seen you back for a long time."
Ji Wei just put the rice in the pot, and when it was empty, he took out the neglected hawthorn, washed it again, and ate it casually.
The hawthorns were plucked from the branches early and delayed for a while. A little soft, but still sour when eaten dry.
Ji Wei was thinking about what to make of hawthorn, and Liu Yimian came back.
Not long ago, Liu Yimian was still looking unhappy, and after chatting with A Qiu for a while, her expression became lively again.
One must still have friends.
Ji Wei wondered if he should sign up for a private school for Liu Yimian, so that he would not be bored at home every day with no one to accompany him.
It's just that most of the private schools are filled with children. If Liu Yimian's age really entered, he would be excluded.
After thinking about it, there is no good way.
"I think you and A Qiu are very close. It's good to go to his place more often." Ji Wei thought about it. He has been here for nearly a month. Except for going to the street with him, Liu Yimian doesn't seem to have been to other places. In this place, I was bored at home all day long, even if I was an otaku.
"I've been to Aqiu's house once." Thinking of that experience, Liu Yimian was a little embarrassed, "But Aqiu-kun didn't welcome her very much, so she didn't go."
He didn't get any gifts at the door, so he went away empty-handed. Unexpectedly, Mao Lintie happened to be at home, and when he came to look for A Qiu, he was left to eat again.
After thinking about it after coming back, Liu Yimian decided not to go to A Qiu's house, so as not to cause him trouble.
"Go back next time and bring some gifts in return." Ji Wei pursed his lips to the stove, "Aqiu also brought a fish, and it's there."
"I know."
Liu Yimian sat next to Ji Wei, hesitated and said, "Brother Ji, when Aqiu left just now, I gave him ten cents and paid for the fish money."
"You don't blame me, do you?"
This is the first time that Liu Yimian spent money without asking Ji Wei.
Although he said that the money was given to him and let him spend it, he was still not at ease.
"You did nothing wrong, why do I blame you?"
Ji Wei said with a smile: "Although Aqiu is your friend, he always takes things from home to subsidize you. Of course, his husband has complaints. It's also because I didn't think carefully, I should have given him money long ago. You did a good job, I How can I blame you?"
Liu Yimian's heart, which was raised high, finally fell back into her stomach after hearing these words. He breathed a sigh of relief and saw the hawthorn on the table, and then he remembered that he went to Aunt Zhou's house before, and she gave them this plate of hawthorn.
Just put it there, and was so busy these two days that forgot about it.
"Do you want to eat hawthorn?" Ji Wei handed it over, and Liu Yimian waved his hand quickly.
"I have bad teeth and can't eat it. Brother Ji, you should eat it."
Since no one can eat it, just make it into jam.
Low temperature storage, can keep for a long time.
There was still porridge in the pot, and when the two were idle, they removed the stem and core of the hawthorn together, and smashed the pulp. When the rice porridge in the pot is cooked, add the same amount of sugar and water, and boil it together with the smashed hawthorn in the pot. After the water is dried up, the hawthorn sauce is considered ready.
Ji Wei dipped his chopsticks to taste the taste, and the sweet and sour taste was just right.
Hawthorn jam is very appetizing on a hot summer day.
Ji Wei asked Liu Yimian to wash the tofu, put the hawthorn sauce in a crock, and put it in the well. was bending over and busy when heard a knock on the door.
He murmured in his heart, and he never saw anyone come to the door. Why did Yi Cong county government come back, and the house became very lively, and people kept coming to see him.
I don't know if it's to watch the fun, or if really sympathize with him.
Of course, was muttering in heart. Compared to walking on the street before, everyone was resentful. This is always a good sign.
Ji Wei did the task at hand and went to pull the bolt.
When saw the lame man Zhao, was startled, but never thought that he would take the initiative to run to the door to find him.
"Aren't you inconvenient for your legs and feet? How did you think of coming here to find me?" Ji Wei quickly turned to his side and made a way, "Come in, come in, you are a rare visitor."
Zhao lame was still holding the little milk dog in his arms, and he barked when he saw Ji Wei. He is small and his voice is not loud, but when he sees Ji Wei, he barks, and Zhao lame is also a little puzzled.
"The bellyband is not, it's not called very much."
Ji Wei was depressed, "Could it be that I hated him for not giving him food last time?"
Dudou shouted twice again.
"Little brat, little friend, come to your brother Ji."
Ji Wei picked up the back of his apron and slipped directly into his arms. Pressing on its furry head, he rubbed it a few times.
The two appeared in front of Liu Yimian together. After cutting tofu, Liu Yimian, who was slicing fish scales, raised his head and was startled. The big kitchen knife in his hand almost didn't let go.
It was only after Ji Wei shouted that he regained his senses.
"Brother Ji, who is this?" No wonder Liu Yimian didn't know him. First, Liu Yimian rarely went out, and secondly, Zhao lame didn't like to deal with people.
The two of them lived together very much. If it wasn't for Ji Wei's sake, they might not have seen each other in their entire lives.
Seeing the apron in Ji Wei's arms, Liu Yimian exclaimed in surprise, couldn't help putting down the kitchen knife, looked at Ji Wei eagerly, and reached out to hug it after he agreed.