The dinner was quiet and no one spoke.

An Wu buried his head in cooking, not daring to look at his fourth brother.

For a man, that is a matter of dignity!If it wasn't for being too angry by his mother, how could the fourth brother expose his shortcomings?

An Wu was careful not to make a sound, but An Si was like a normal person, making soup for Ji Yu's pickled vegetables, and staring at the back of his hand from time to time.

After returning to the room, seeing that Ji Yu still wanted to write the script, he hurriedly stopped him: "Write it when the hands are ready."

Ji Yu shook his head and said, "It's only the left hand that's hurt, it doesn't hinder writing."

An Si stared at the back of his red and swollen hand for a moment, sighed secretly, and asked, "Brother Yu, do you really like writing story books?"

Ji Yu raised his head and nodded with a smile: "Yeah!"

Seeing his gentle eyes, Ji Yu tentatively said again: "Fourth brother, I know you are capable. I don't have any other intentions in writing the scriptures. I just want to contribute my own strength to this family. Even if there is only one copper, that is the same.Don't I mean it?"

An Si stared into Ji Yu's eyes for a long time, his little husband seemed to be smiling, but there was a cautiousness in that smile.

This carefulness made him feel distressed.

He wanted to refuse as before, but when he remembered how his mother had treated and belittled Brother Yu so harshly, he couldn't refuse again.

After a while, An Si sighed softly, nodded and said: "My fifth brother and I are going to the city tomorrow, your script... I will show it to my classmates."

Ji Yu was taken aback for a moment, but then he was overjoyed. He quickly got up and put his arms around An Si's waist, raised his head and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, is it true?"

Those novels read before are indeed right, men like to show weakness... the opposite sex.

Even the fourth brother couldn't get rid of the vulgarity, and he agreed just like that, and it was not in vain for him to pretend to be soft and weak like that woman.

Seeing his bright eyes, as bright as the stars at night, the reluctance in An Si's heart dissipated immediately.

That's all, as long as Brother Yu is happy, he can do anything.

An Si raised his hand to stroke Ji Yu's hair, and said with a light smile, "Really. I have a classmate who runs a bookstore at home. I'll go find him and let him read the script."

"Great!" Ji Yu hugged An Si tightly, and just when An Si was about to hug him, he suddenly let go of his arms and sat down, picked up his pen and continued to write his script.

An Si stretched her arms in a hugging posture, dumbfounding.

His little husband!It seems that I like the story book more than I like him.

An Si looked at Brother Yu who lowered his head and wrote the script seriously. His eyes swept from Brother Yu's smooth forehead to his delicate eyebrows, and then to Brother Yu's thick, long and trembling eyelashes.It's like it's stuck and can't be moved.

Those long eyelashes made his heart tremble, and he wanted to touch them with his hands, but he couldn't bear to disturb Brother Yu, so he could only watch like this, and the last flame of desire rushed down Sanlu, burning upHe was dizzy and short of breath.

But no matter how lustful he was, he tried his best to endure it.

He knew his mother well, and he was afraid that he would not easily believe what he said, so he had to verify it.

These days he has to endure even more.

In the middle of the night, An Wu woke up conveniently and left the west wing when he vaguely saw a black shadow under the window of his brother's east wing, which looked like a person.

I was taken aback for a moment, who is this?What are you doing here?

Steal?

He walked towards the black shadow lightly, trying to catch him, but when he got close, he smelled a smell of medicine, and he was stunned again.

Mother?

He also squatted down and whispered, "Mother, what are you doing here?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind, and Mother An trembled in fright. When she was about to call for help, she saw that it was Xiao Wu, and hurriedly "shushed" in a low voice.

An Wu supported Mother An, and forcefully pulled her back to the main room, jumping on her feet anxiously: "Mother, it's cold today, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing under the window of Fourth Brother? You are not afraid of suffering."Are you catching a cold from the wind and cold?"

Mother An's face was ashen, and she muttered: "What your brother said is true, they really didn't..."

An Wu was taken aback: "Mother, are you listening to the wall?"

Mother An lay down on the bed, turned her back to An Wu, unwilling to speak any more.

An Wu wanted to persuade him but had no choice but to sigh secretly and leave the house.

My mother has been suffering from this heart disease for not a year or two, and she has been dazed.

He even did something like eavesdropping on the wall...

The next day, Ji Yu got up early.While making breakfast, I re-read the words I wrote last night.

He couldn't write the obscure style of ancient classical Chinese, but used vernacular Chinese, and expanded the content of the story, focusing on Yan Chixia's chivalry and the love between Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen.

However, because the time was too short, he only wrote a few chapters.

His earnest and nervous appearance made An Si feel both distressed and warm.

If he is strong enough, his Brother Yu only needs to stay behind him and enjoy the blessings, so why bother?

But he couldn't refuse Brother Yu.When Brother Yu said that he wanted to write a storybook, the light in his eyes was so bright that he couldn't bear to refuse.

He knew that his little husband was different, brave and smart, kind and self-reliant.

I'm afraid he won't be able to stop what Brother Yu like Yu Er wants to do.

"Brother Yu." An Si put away the manuscript, stroked Ji Yu's soft and black hair, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, you can write so well, you can definitely do it."

Ji Yu wasn't very worried about this, the popularity of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" has been proven over time, it will definitely work!

He just felt that his handwriting was too ugly and he couldn't handle it.

Before setting off, An Si held Ji Yu's hand and asked again: "Brother Yu, if you want anything, you must tell me, whatever it is, I'll buy it for you."

Ji Yu smiled and said: "Fourth brother, I really don't want anything, as long as you come back safely."

An Si still wanted to talk, but was pulled away by An Wu: "Fourth brother, let's go!"

I've been tired of it for a long time, isn't it just a matter of being apart for a few hours?As for being so reluctant?

After the An family brothers left, Ji Yu did some mental preparation before entering the main room with the porridge.

I don't know what the fourth brother said to Mother An last night. Mother An is no longer mean to him like in the past few days, but she ignores him.

Ji Yu asked An to say hello, put down the porridge bowl and left the house.

It's better to ignore.Just when the gift arrives, there is no need to talk to each other.

Being treated like this by Mother An, he will not feel wronged like those new daughter-in-laws who have been bullied.

How wronged?Although his body is a brother, his soul is a real man.

Not as glass-hearted as girls and brothers.

Mother An doesn't treat him as a new husband, and he doesn't have to treat Mother An as a mother-in-law, just a difficult boss.

Lao Yuyan Yu Yanban making things difficult for employees, how normal is that?

And the orphanage he once stayed in, the dean was even more terrifying than Mother An...