There were only Ji Wei and Liu Yimian in the family, so Ji Wei took Liu Yimian and knelt down to worship his parents.

Liu Yimian was just offering incense, but Ji Wei grabbed her wrist suddenly, sighed, and knelt down with him.

"Brother Ji?" Liu Yimian looked at Ji Wei's face blankly, holding three lit incense sticks in her hands.

"What are you doing standing stupidly—" Ji Wei went to get the incense, saw that there were only three sticks, and glanced at Liu Yimian, who had lost his mind, and stretched out his hand to flick his forehead, "What are you thinking, it's like you've lost your soul, so take it wherever you can. Three, you want to worship, don't I need to worship?"

"...Do I want to worship too?" Liu Yimian pointed her left finger at herself, her lips slightly parted, and she looked in disbelief.

"Why don't you worship?" Ji Wei smoked three incense sticks from the table, lit it in the candle, and knelt back to the original position, "Don't forget, you are Ji's family now."

Although the original Ji Wei is no longer there, Ji Wei occupies his body and always honors his parents for him during festivals.

But it is a labor of hands, and it can be regarded as a kind of repayment of the flesh.

He held up the three incense sticks in his hand and recited the congratulatory message in his heart.

One is to wish him and Liu Yimian good health;

The second is to wish Liu Yimian to pass the test and go to the county school;

The third is to wish you a prosperous business and build a well-known brand.

Just as he was about to bow after the silent recitation, Yu Guangsao saw that Liu Yimian had not recovered his senses, and patted his arm, awakening Liu Yimian. The two finally bowed three times together and put the incense in the incense burner.

"What were you thinking just now?" Ji Wei asked casually.

Liu Yimian was silent for a moment, biting her lower lip a little hesitantly.

Even if he was bought into the house by Ji Wei, he never regarded himself as Ji's family for a moment because he had not yet had a name.

Ji Wei asked him to kneel and worship his deceased parents together. Liu Yimian wondered if he was thinking too much about what it meant, but the thoughts in his mind kept rolling and it was hard to restrain.

He wanted to ask Ji Wei very much, but he was a little timid. In the end, he just shook his head, suppressed the joy in his heart, and said a little embarrassedly, "I was a little distracted just now, Brother Ji, I was wrong."

"It's okay, what did you wish for?"

Liu Yimian looked at Ji Wei's back, looked away shyly, and whispered, "You can't say a wish, otherwise it won't work."

Before the two went to the table, Liu Yimian grabbed Ji Wei's sleeve and asked him if he had grown taller recently.

Ji Wei didn't think about it, and made a few gestures.

Sure enough, it had only reached his shoulders, but now it has reached the position of his chin.

"It seems that you are still very useful if you insist on drinking milk and skipping rope every day. You are almost two inches taller."

Liu Yimian stretched out her hand, compared Ji Wei's chin with her ears, and smiled reservedly.

"Brother Ji, it's only less than two inches away."

"Uh?"

Ji Wei was just about to sit down, when he heard Liu Yimian's words, he was stunned for a while. Before he could react, Liu Yimian had already sat down on the seat on his right and took a pair of clean chopsticks to serve him.

"I just ate this steamed dumplings, and sure enough, as Brother Ji said, there are mountain mushrooms, and it is very delicious. In addition, it is wrapped in glutinous rice, soft and sticky. When you bite into it, it has meat and rice, especially Fragrant." Liu Yimian was so happy that she even talked more, and she muttered beside Ji Wei.

Ji Wei took a ball and just took a bite, his brain flashed, and he finally remembered the bet he made with Liu Yimian.

Liu Yimian was reminding him of this.

Ji Wei thought and glanced at him. Seeing Liu Yimian's happy, slightly flushed cheeks, she felt a little guilty in her heart.

It's not good to bet, bet this.

Even my brother, when he is growing his body, his nutrition keeps up with exercise, and he grows as fast as a bamboo.

Miscalculated.

Ji Wei was fascinated by her thoughts, but choked on it inadvertently.

With his left hand on the table, he coughed loudly, frightening Liu Yimian, and quickly ran to pour him a bowl of milk tea, patted Ji Wei's back and watched him drink it.

Angrily said: "Brother Ji, what is he thinking, he even choked when he thought about eating. Fortunately, it's not a fishbone, or else I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, don't be nervous, whoever eats has not been choked, I'm already fine." Ji Wei tore off the two big legs and wings of the roast chicken and put them in Liu Yimian's bowl, motioning him to eat.

Liu Yimian picked one leg and one wing each, put them back into Ji Wei's bowl, shook his head and said, "Brother Ji eats together, I only eat. You say we are a family, how can I eat alone."

As soon as the word alone came out, the milk tea in Ji Weixiao's mouth almost spit out. He glanced at the sumptuous dishes on the table, and most of the fat roast chicken on the plate, and sighed helplessly.

"Okay okay, let's eat with you."

The roast chicken was marinated for a night, and then smoked in a bakery for half an hour. The bone was crispy, tender and juicy, with a sweetness in the numbness and a touch of honey water, which was amazing.

Even if the two of them opened their stomachs to eat, there was still more than half of the dishes left on the table.

In addition, Ji Wei had made an appointment with Liu Yimian early to take him to see the lanterns tonight. After simply arranging the table, the two of them took a shower and put on new clothes sewn by Liu Yimian herself.

Ji Wei tucked the purse into his arms, and as if thinking of something, he undid the purse, took out the two red hand ropes that he had tucked in yesterday, and called Liu Yimian.

"You have fair skin, you look good in this."

The exquisiteness of the ruyi knot, coupled with the golden red rope, has a different kind of beauty.

Liu Yimian covered her mouth, for fear that he would exclaim. He glanced at Ji Wei and then at the Ruyi bracelet. Seeing his expression, Ji Wei thought that Liu Yimian didn't like it. Just as he was about to take it back, Liu Yimian rushed over, grabbed the hand rope from his hand, and put it on his wrist.

"Brother Ji, do you think it looks good?" Liu Yimian's wrists are thin, with a golden red rope wrapped around him, and his skin is white and thin.

He stretched out his hand and shook it, Ji Wei nodded lightly, took out another red string from the purse, and handed it to him.

"It's beautiful, so I'll give it to you too."