I doted on my husband in ancient times

Don't sell me, just give me a mouthful of food. Before Ah Ying could say this, Ji Zheng almost spit out the mouthful of food from the excitement of having a child. He slowed down: "I'll just ask, What is your name and where is your hometown?"

Looking at his nominal wife in front of him, with healthy wheat-colored skin, and the place stained by the black mud on his body, I don't know when it was cleaned up, and the whole person has a green onion that is unique to young people. , thick eyebrows, wide double eyelids, straight nose bridge, slightly upturned lips due to nervousness, and the outline of the entire long face is clearer than his.

In particular, a shallow scar on the left brow bone, which matches the facial features, looks even more handsome.

This is a proper handsome guy, how could he be said to be so ugly, Ji Zheng stared right at the young man and blushed.

Ji Zhengze thought to himself, if brothers in this world can have children, are they disliked and ugly because they are too handsome?But this handsome appearance really grew in his heart.

Ah Ying blushed and tears were about to fall, Ji Zheng quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I won't despise you, let alone do anything to you."

Just after inheriting the original owner's body, he kicked out the handsome man's wife. He can't do such a crazy thing!

"Really...really?," Ah Ying confirmed with a little anxious breath.That crystal teardrop fell onto the table and shattered into crystal white flowers.

His appearance made Ji Zhengze both distressed and want to laugh, he said: "How old are you this year?"

Knowing that she will not be sold again, the great joy has not yet been digested. When her husband asked her age, her smile froze immediately, and Ah Ying said: "I am ten..."

This is because he even forgot how old he was, Ji Zhengze finished the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl: "I told you, don't be afraid, what are you nervous about?"

He put down the bowl: "I don't remember this either?"

"Yes," Ah Ying replied.

The young man's onion-like face looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. Ji Zheng said, "I am nineteen this year, and you are shorter than me. Then you should be eighteen." Ji Zheng said as if his face did not exist , I can’t remember the age of almost [-] in the last world: “Today is your birthday, and the name… the name will be called Aying for the time being. If you can meet your close relatives in the future, or you can remember Say it again."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, patted the boy's head and said, "You wash the dishes, I'll go to rest."

Well, a thick-skinned person can not only confidently say that he is nineteen, but also blatantly eat without washing the dishes.

After Ji Zhengze left, Ah Ying herself held a bowl full of pointed duck eggs, crying or not, laughing or not.At this time, he really wanted to thank God, he really met a good man, his husband not only did not dislike his ugliness, but also set him an age.

The young man said silently in his heart: "He is eighteen years old, and he is the husband of Ji's family in Dayan Village. His husband is not only good-looking but also has a heart."

He who was sold around before now has a home!

The orange sunset was scattered by the night, and the lukewarm water vapor turned into a silver band covering the quiet village.Ji Zhengze tapped Erlang's leg and looked out the window. The corner of his mouth curled up unconsciously for the busy little brother.

Since you can't wear it, live your life well.

God seems to treat him fairly well, the body he wears is a young master no matter what.It's illegitimate, that's also the young master, Ji Zhengze thought stubbornly.

He carefully sorted out the memories in his mind. It wasn't long before the original master had just passed the exam, and the autumn vacation would be over in a few days. The top three in the college exam would go to the academy to study.

Yuzhou City, where the original owner was located, was the largest city in the northwest of the Dazhao Dynasty, and the academy was naturally established here, and the original owner's father was the head of Lushan Academy.

According to the results of the No.2 exam of the original main college, the college is exempt from tuition and miscellaneous fees, but it still needs to pay half a tael of accommodation and food every month.

Although half a tael of silver is not much, but he is poor now and can blow out the wind on both sleeves, and he doesn't have a copper coin.

Besides, if he went to the academy, what would the wife who had just inherited do?Although he had just met, he had been taken care of by others during the few days when he was immobile in this world.

Ji's family also had no arable land for the little husband to live on. According to the memory of the original owner, the entire Dayan Village and the adjacent Xiaoyan Village were given by the Supreme Emperor to the old Hou Ye "Ji Cheng" as a fief.

The annual rent is collected directly by the original owner's father. The original owner's father is not at home, and he is an illegitimate child. Can the farmer hand over all the money to him?

However, the academy has never allowed family members to go up the mountain, and he couldn't take Ah Ying with him.

Forced to live in this world, Ji Zhengze had one thought after another in his mind. Before he could figure it out, his eyelids gradually tightened, and he fell asleep after a while.

In the early morning, the golden rooster crowed, and white smoke rose from the roofs of every household in the countryside. Ji Zheng put on his clothes and came to the main hall. The warm washing water was already in the basin, and the willow branches dipped in salt for cleaning teeth were already set.

Ji Zhengze washed himself well, and the boy who had disappeared just now came in with a meal, "When... the head of the house, the meal is ready."

When this person was lying on the bed before, Ah Ying took care of him alone. It may be because this person was not conscious before, and he just thought it was pretty when he was asleep.

At this moment, the tall figure stood there, but Ah Ying dared not look directly at the face of that person.

"What's your name?" Ji Zheng sat on the stool and said, "It sounds awkward. From now on, I'll be called brother, or just like the second master, Ah Zheng."

Just now this person said that he was not allowed to be called the head of the family. Ah Ying almost thought that he would go back on what he said yesterday. He said, "That's what other people's families call it."

"Our family is different from other families, please call me Brother Ah Zheng."

"Ah...Brother Ah Zheng," Ah Ying tried to shout in a low voice, seeing the man persisted.

Brother sounds much more pleasing to the ear, whoever is in charge, looks like a rich landlord.Ji Zheng, who had achieved his goal, snorted vigorously on the head of his little brother, "It's not too bad, it's just the two of us, you have to listen to me, don't be mad at me."

"Yeah," Ah Ying nodded heavily, holding her job bowl.

Yesterday's meals were simple, and the level of cooking skills could not be seen, but now a table of breakfast can completely conquer Ji Zhengzheng's stomach.

The rice porridge is soft and rotten, obviously it took a lot of effort. The white flour rolls are evenly sprinkled with shallots. It should be cooked with the chicken, and it is soft and meaty after a bite.

Chicken soup with mushrooms is even more delicious. The fly in the ointment is the plate of fried duck eggs with Chinese toon.Now he sees the stinky brain hurts.

"Well, the state-owned state-law family has family rules, and there is no rule without rules. I want to formulate the rules of our family now," Ji Zhengze coughed a bit, showing a little lack of confidence: "The first family rule is that there should be no smelly things in the house,"

"Smelly stuff?" Ah Ying raised her eyebrows.Ji Zheng tightened his throat and acted like the head of the family, "There are so many stinky things, stinky feet, rotten eggs, and this plate of stinky toon."

"Oh," Ah Ying silently moved the plate containing the toon to her side, but the person on the opposite side pulled it back. Considering that the four sleeves of their house were windy, Ji Zheng said: "... …Let’s do this for today, and this thing can’t appear on the dinner table in the future, you know!”

"understood!"

Seeing that the young man took his words seriously as an imperial decree, Ji Zheng began to enjoy his breakfast contentedly.

After his belly rounded, Ji Zheng shook his hands and started to walk around the yard. There was not a single grass in the huge yard, and the clothesline he stained yesterday was still dripping with water.

In the chicken coop in the corner of the yard, two hens sent by the village head were bowing their heads and pecking at the rice. Although there was nothing growing in the vegetable field in the backyard, the weeds had been pulled out completely.

Ji Zhengze couldn't be more satisfied with this yard, but he didn't know how early Ah Ying got up for so many odd jobs.

It is now the beginning of September and there are still ten days before Shanglushan Academy. He has to think about where to get two taels of silver, one tael will be given to the academy by himself, and the remaining one tael will be given to his little husband for home use.

He walked around the entire Ji Zhai from inside to outside, and there are quite a lot of valuable things in this house, such as high-quality inkstones, famous paintings on the walls, any one can be sold for some money.

Presumably, these precious things belonged to his original owner, that cowardly father, so it didn't seem very good to just take them out and sell them so easily.

In the original world, Ji Zheng had graduated from a first-class university, and he was supposed to take the imperial examination as a top student, so it shouldn't be that difficult.

Ji Zheng thought confidently.

After rolling up his sleeves and writing on the paper, Ji Zheng took out the original owner's font and compared it with his own. Compared with the imperial script used in the imperial examination, Ji Zheng's was still slightly rougher.

If you want to survive in ancient times, you must have excellent skills, either farming and hunting, or a craft to support yourself.

Ji Zhengze doesn't know any of the above. What he can rely on is his 20 years of reading experience and his excellent memory.

"If only I could draw," he murmured.If he can draw, he can even set up a stall in the city, maybe earn some money.

It can be written with a brush, but it doesn't cater to this era. It's really tasteless.

During the busy farming season, few people could be seen on the road in the village, and the farmhouse had two meals. Ji Zheng locked himself in the study for a long time, and saw the sun was rising, and there was a knock on the door: "Brother Ah Zheng."

Ah Ying was thinking about him recovering from a serious illness, and calculated the time to add noodles to the leftover chicken soup in the morning, put a cloth towel on the bottom of the bowl and pushed it in front of Ji Zhengze: "Brother Ah Zheng, I'm afraid you cooked some noodles when you were hungry, and you still have some noodles." Burn it for you to taste."

There was an egg on top of Huang Chengcheng's chicken noodle soup. Ji Zhengze was not hungry at first, but his tongue was hooked by the chicken noodle. He immediately sat down and started eating. He didn't realize until halfway through the noodle, "Where's your noodle?"

"I ate in the kitchen," Aying said.

"Have you eaten it?" After eating such hot noodles, the lips should be rosy, and Ji Zheng stared at those two light-colored lips carefully.

Ah Ying's ears turned red quickly from this straightforward gaze, he couldn't help but step back half a step and said, "What's the matter, Ah Zheng brother, is it because the noodles are not delicious?"

"No." Ji Zheng handed the hand holding the chopsticks to the little brother, "I can't finish eating so much, you eat the rest."

"I... I've eaten it," Ah Ying waved her hand and refused.

Ji Zhengze's tone was tough, and he insisted on stuffing the chopsticks into Aying's hands: "No, you have to finish eating, and you can't waste food."

"Oh," he straightened his back, the smooth noodles filled his taste buds, Ah Ying was absent-minded while eating the noodles, the pair of chopsticks in his mouth had just been inserted into his husband's mouth.

After entering his mouth, and then into his mouth, I don't know if it's the heat of the noodles, or my own thoughts, Ah Ying's head can't turn, and she's a little dizzy.