"But what about now? What a man says can't be taken seriously. Whoever takes it seriously will lose."

"No." Liu Yimian retorted in a low voice.

"...What?" Third Sister Lin didn't hear clearly and asked him to repeat it.

But Liu Yimian just shook her head and refused to say anything.

Maybe people are sick, and they are also vulnerable.

Lin Sanjie was not a talkative person, but she always wanted to say something in the face of the docile and harmless Liu Yimian. She wanted to persuade him to get out of the sea of ​​misery, but she didn't know that Liu Yimian was only hovering on the edge, unable to do anything, and it was difficult to step into it.

She talked a lot, talking about Ji Wei upside down, talking about herself, and finally got tired and fell asleep unconsciously.

Liu Yimian tucked the quilt for her, looked out the window, and quietly looked at Ji Wei in the distance.

"Brother Ji..." Liu Yimian murmured in a low voice.

There was a deep fear in his heart that could not be dispelled.

The better Ji Wei treats him, the deeper this fear will be.

why?

He has been in the door for eight months.

Liu Yimian looked at Ji Wei from a distance, and wanted to run over to him and ask him, what do you think of Lin Sanjie, and what do you think of him? But he dared not.

He is such a coward.

Liu Yimian adjusted her mood, and when she could no longer see anything wrong, she held the corner of her mouth and smiled, pushed open the door and walked out.

"Is she awake?" Ji Wei heard the movement and hurried over.

"Woke up for a while, then went back to sleep."

"Then I'll cook some porridge, and I'll have to decoct medicine later." Ji Wei remembered that there was no medicine jar at home, and asked Liu Yimian to borrow one from Aunt Zhou's house.

When Aunt Zhou heard that she wanted a medicine jar, she pulled Liu Yimian to look him up and down, thinking that he was ill, and was extremely nervous.

"It wasn't me, someone else drank it." Liu Yimian said softly.

"Dalang looks strong, how can he be sick? Is it a cold or a fever? Then I have to go and see." Ji Wei's illness surprised her more than Liu Yimian's illness, so she immediately went to get a medicine jar and planned to visit Ji's house .

Liu Yimian pulled her halfway, but couldn't hold her back to visit Ji Wei's Aunt Zhou. He couldn't, and in the end he could only explain the matter of Lin Sanjie.

Aunt Zhou was so shocked that she almost dropped the medicine can.

"What did you say?! That widow in the next alley is in your house? How could you let her go to your house, no one is there!"

Chapter 49

"Brother Ji is taking care of her."

"It's bad that Dalang is taking care of him! Why don't you come with me quickly!" Aunt Zhou pulled Liu Yimian's arm out of the yard and trotted back to Ji's yard.

Ji Wei was cooking in the kitchen, and took time to look out of the bedroom window, thinking about what happened to Sanjie Lin. Seeing that she didn't move, he went back to the kitchen.

There are also some pork sausages that have been dried before, as well as a pot of brine. It's all cooked food, and you can eat it after cutting it. While waiting for the rice porridge in the pot, Ji Wei sat on the stool.

When he saw Aunt Zhou coming, he knew that Liu Yimian must have told her the story.

Ji Wei frowned and glanced at Liu Yimian, but seeing the embarrassment on his face, he was soon relieved. If Aunt Zhou hadn't asked him to talk, guess he wouldn't talk nonsense.

Before he could start, Aunt Zhou said angrily, "Dalang, how could you bring her back!"

Liu Yimian was startled and quickly closed the door, for fear that the sound would reach the bedroom and be heard by Lin Sanjie.

"What are you afraid of, just hear it. If she has a little face, she shouldn't keep pestering Dalang." Aunt Zhou looked down on Sanjie Lin very much. Although the man was bad, she couldn't help but get involved with Ji Wei It is also wrong. What's more, people tend to prefer acquaintances. Ji Wei has performed well recently, and her heart naturally goes to Ji Wei's side.

Ji Wei listened awkwardly and coughed.

"Aunt, when she wakes up and gets out of bed, I will be sent back by her."

"It will be too late by then!" Aunt Zhou glared at Ji Wei, "She is a woman, staying with you. If someone sees her, how should you gossip about the two of you? What will you do if you want Mianmian? I don't think it matters, I can't bear to be pointed at me!"

"Aunt..." Liu Yimian called out to Aunt Zhou in a low voice, gently tugged at her sleeve, but was pulled away by Aunt Zhou, and glared at him, "I'm doing this for your own good, don't speak for him!"

"He's a brainless person, and you don't know how to accompany him? Hurry up and send her back, so let's go make the medicine, and when the woman wakes up, I'll send her back. It's better than sending her back. !" Aunt Zhou settled the matter in a few words, with an unquestionable appearance.

However, her opinion really hit the red heart, and Ji Wei thanked him wisely.

"Thank me for what, it's better to thank Mianmian. I'm not for you, I'm for him." After that, Aunt Zhou left them both behind and went to the bedroom to see the sick Lin Sanjie.

Afraid of Ji Wei's misunderstanding, Liu Yimian quickly explained: "I didn't mean to say it, but Aunt Zhou must come to see you. She thought you were ill, so I had to say, Brother Ji, don't you blame me?"

"As soon as you know it, it's a lot more convenient to have a woman here. Otherwise, I'm a big boss, and it wouldn't be good to send her back in case someone sees her gossiping." Ji Wei saw Liu Yimian's very depressed appearance, and went over to rub it. His head told him not to think too much, "Come here and help me cut the marinade, and I will send some to Lin Sanjie later. She can only take medicine when she has something to eat."

"Hey, good."

Lin Sanjie had been in a coma, and woke up slowly after the three of them had eaten lunch for a long time.

The person who looked after her before was Liu Yimian, but this time she opened her eyes and turned into Aunt Zhou again. She was stunned for a moment and asked where Liu Yimian went.

"Can't I take care of you? Hurry up to eat and take medicine, and go home soon after you're done!" Aunt Zhou held a porridge bowl in her hand, with a look of disgust on her face.

Lin Sanjie was stabbed and her expression was gloomy.

"Don't eat, I'm leaving." After sleeping for a long time, she finally regained some strength. Although his head still hurt and dizzy, he was able to get up on his arms.

"What if you faint again by the side of the road?" Aunt Zhou gave her a look, "It's not that Dalang wants to take care of you, so if that's the case, it's better to recover and go."