After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

Back in the house, Liu Jin sat down next to him, holding a pomegranate in his hand, and took a sneak peek at it out of the corner of his eye.

After smelling it, he drank a glass of water, looked down and saw Liu Jin's small eyes, and felt happy.

"What's the matter, can't you peel it off?" He stretched out his hand to pick up the pomegranate after smelling it, and stretched out his hands, but without seeing him forcefully, the pomegranate cracked open, revealing the jewel-like inner flesh.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu." Liu Jin smiled, took the small bowl and shaved the pomegranate into the bowl.

"Xianggong is so strong!" Liu Jin said, he grabbed half a pomegranate and imitated the movement of smelling it, "Such a thick stone, just gently squeezed by my husband-it shattered! Xianggong is amazing!"

Liu Jin opened her black and white eyes, the pupils under her long eyelashes were as bright as stars, and she looked at and smelled it adoringly.

"Cough, so-so." If he couldn't smell it, he lowered his head and coughed lightly to cover his reddened face, and said modestly, "It's probably ten times stronger than ordinary people."

Liu Jin chuckled.

If you can't smell it, you can see that he is happy, and he arched his arms and said: "My brother is Wenquxing, maybe I am Wuquxing coming down to earth?"

Liu Jin was so happy that she leaned back and forth, put down the pomegranate and touched his bamboo pole-like arm, and said in surprise: "Sir, although you are much taller than me, your arms are about the same thickness as mine."

If he didn't smell it, he laughed and said: "I used to be poor and couldn't afford to eat. I gave my husband a few months, and I trained my arms to be as thick as my thighs."

"No, no." Liu Jin quickly waved her hands, "That's not pretty."

He put the bowl full of pomegranate grains in front of Wen Bujiu, "Eat it."

After smelling it, he took the bowl and said, "Thank you Ma'am."

The two ate pomegranates and chewed their ears together, and the little maids who were sitting in the porch embroidering saw it.

"My aunt is so affectionate!" said one of the little maids with hairpins on her head, "If you want to let those great gods in the backyard see you, you must be very angry."

"I went to help in the kitchen just now, and I saw my second aunt and maid talking ill of our uncle. It's okay to be crazy for so many years, and maybe he will go crazy again tomorrow. These people really don't see our courtyard well."

"What do you care about them? A group of jealous spirits are reincarnated. You said that our wife is so nice, and you didn't treat them badly. They gathered together and talked small things all day, thinking we didn't know." Another little maid snorted coldly and said .

"Look at those masters outside. They have to serve in front of their concubines. They are no different from us." The little maid said, "It's just that my wife is too tolerant! You said that our Liu family is just an ordinary rich family, isn't it? Master Guan, they all regard themselves as young ladies."

"What are you talking about?" At this moment, a black shadow hangs from behind the servant girl, startled in a low voice.

"what!"

The little maids jumped up like rabbits, their faces paled, and the needles and threads in their hands fell to the ground.

"Sister Ming, you scared us to death!" the little maid said holding her chest.

"It deserves it, let you mutter."

"What's wrong?" He walked out and asked if he couldn't smell it.

"Good morning, my aunt." The woman bowed and said, "It's getting late, Madam asked me to invite my aunt to dinner."

If you don't smell it, you smile: "I remember you, you are Liu Ming, mother's personal maid, aren't you?"

Liu Ming straightened up. She was about twenty years old, with bright eyes and a generous demeanor. She remembered her name after seeing and hearing, and said with a smile, "Young master has a good memory."

He laughed and said, "Let's go."

If you can't smell it, you take Liu Jin to the main room, candles are lit in the room, the table is full of dishes, chicken, duck and fish are all available, and seasonal vegetables are placed in a circle.

"Here?" Mother Liu came out from the house.

"Mother." Liu Jin hurriedly ran over and put her arms around Mother Liu.

Knowing the son is not like the mother, Liu's mother only glanced at Liu Jin, smiled and said, "So happy?"

Liu Jin was embarrassed to touch her ears.

"Your father has something to do tonight, so we'll eat by ourselves." Liu's mother said, "Well, I'll ask the kitchen to cook a few more dishes, so you can eat more! I think you're too thin."

It was not good for Wen Youde not to hear about it before.Today's smell is all supported by his face and temperament, and he is as thin as a stick after taking off his clothes.

If you can't smell it, you joked: "I'm afraid that my mother will be distressed about the food money."

Liu Jin quickly took out her small purse and said, "Mother, you can't feel bad, I have it!"

"Go, mother can still treat him badly?" Mother Liu scratched Liu Jin's nose, "Oh, it's been a while, do you know it hurts people?"

Liu Jin blushed and said nothing, raised her eyes and looked at Wen Bujiu.

It is said that the beauty under the lamp, in the dim candlelight, the apricot eyes on Liu Jin's jade-white face are looking forward, and the eyes are moving around, a little bit shy and a bit hopeful, if you don't smell it, you hate that you don't have a camera, and you can't take pictures of him at this time appearance.

"Mother, let's eat first, the food will get cold later." If he didn't smell it, he changed the subject for him.

Mother Liu smiled and said, "Okay, I know you guys are in a good relationship, but I can't beat each other."

"Mother~" Liu Jin pulled Mother Liu's sleeve.

"Okay, okay, eat." Madam Liu let Liu Jin go.

After eating, the three of them sat around.

"Mother, I have something to discuss with you." If he didn't smell it, he brought hot tea to Mother Liu.

Mrs. Liu took the tea bowl and said, "Good boy, tell me."

If you can't smell it, you say: "I saw that there are three land deeds in the red envelope you gave me. It's a shop on South Street. I don't know how the business is?"

Mrs. Liu said: "Those three shops are my dowry, a tea house, a cloth shop and a clothing shop. Girls and maids in the backyard can embroider something and sell it in the clothing shop, so that they can earn some pocket money for themselves."

"As for the business, the tea house Buzhuang is almost the same as earning four or five taels of silver per month."

Mrs. Liu supported the silver hairpin on her temples and said: "It is said that our family has thousands of dollars, and it is not where the gold mines get so much money. Mother will tell you, the turnover of each shop, the management, and the family's old snacks don't cost much to wear. Money, excluding all kinds of expenses, our family only saves a hundred taels of silver a year."

If you don't hear it, you can tell that Liu's mansion is indeed rich, and it deserves to be the richest man in Yong'an County.

In this era, 20 taels of silver is enough for a family for a year.

Wen Youde threw him to Liu's family for 20 taels of silver, but he didn't expect to throw him into the silver nest.

He smiled and said, "I want to use it as a shop."

Mother Liu said: "The shop is given to you, you can do whatever you want, you two keep the money you make, and I will pay the loss."

I was moved by the smell and said, "Thank you, mother."

If I can't smell it, I think of what happened in Bairi Garden, and said to Mother Liu: "Since the girls' embroidery in the backyard is sold in the clothes shop, then this shop is not suitable for me, please take it back, mother."

Mother Liu paused for a moment while she drank tea, she knew it clearly, and couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised that he had such thoughts.If he runs a clothing store, he will inevitably have to deal with Yingying and Yanyan in the backyard. Although he doesn't know what will happen in the future, his current attitude makes it clear that he will not be promiscuous.

Mother Liu thought to herself that she was indeed a child of the Wen family, she guessed that when she was crazy, she listened too much and couldn't read the sage books, but now she is sober and open-minded.

At the beginning when Wen Bucheng retired the engagement, she was worried that Liu Jin would be seriously ill. It was only later that she found out that Master Liu had agreed to marry Wen Bucheng instead of her brother, which almost made her mad again.Fortunately, God has eyes, who would have expected that the married woman would wake up immediately after smelling it!

I'm really thankful, and I also want to thank those bad guys in the backyard who provoked troubles, without them secretly playing tricks, how could God send her such a good-looking son-in-law!

Mother Liu happily held Liu Jin's hand, and said, "Okay, if you don't want it, don't. I'll give the shop to Jin'er."

Before Liu Jin could open her mouth, she said, "Mother, I think you are in charge of this shop yourself, Jin'er...I don't want Jin'er to worry about these things."

"Oh?" Mother Liu looked at Liu Jin with clear eyes, and then at Wen Bujiu.

He sat up straight when he couldn't smell it, met Mother Liu's eyes, laughed and lowered his eyes again.

Mother Liu thought about it in her heart, cursed in her heart, and sighed, "Well, it's fine if you don't want a shop. If you don't mind, I have more than ten acres of land in the countryside, so I should give you some pocket money."

Early the next morning, before the stars faded, a rooster crowed in the distance.

Get up carefully if you don't smell it, and run around the yard after washing your face.

When Liu Jin got up, it was already daylight.

After washing, Liu Jin was sweating profusely after hearing about it, and asked the servant girl, "When did Mr. Xiang get up?"

The little maid said: "I don't know, but when I got up, I saw my uncle in the courtyard."

Liu Jin counted on her fingers, and said distressedly: "It's been so long, I haven't eaten yet. No, I have to go to the kitchen."

Liu Jin hurriedly took the little maid to the kitchen, and the maids and servants who came to get breakfast were all waiting outside the door.

In the kitchen, several chefs were kneading dough and chopping stuffing, and a stack of steaming trays on the stove was emitting white smoke.

"My lord, why are you here?" the head chef said, "It's hot inside, don't smoke you."

Liu Jin said, "It's okay, Uncle, is breakfast ready?"

The chef said, "It's almost there."

Liu Jin smiled and said, "What shall we eat today?"

"There are steamed buns stuffed with meat and big white steamed buns, and my wife made porridge for me."

Liu Jin said, "Help me cook two... three eggs, and I'll take them away later."

"No, I cook it myself!"

The chef quickly found the eggs for him.

After the eggs were cooked, Liu Jin took the food box and picked up the buns in it.He only picked the big ones, and he was afraid that the buns would get boring if he couldn't smell them, so he asked the little maid to pack steamed buns and white porridge, and filled a whole bowl with pickles!

Liu Jin stepped out the door, the chef looked at the steamer that was half missing, and said, "Hey, is this pig raising?"

"Uncle, I'll come early tomorrow, you teach me what to do next!" Liu Jin poked her head out of the window and shouted.

"..." The chef wiped off his sweat and quickly agreed.

"Is this feeding pigs?" Wen Buji looked at the steamed buns on the table and asked in surprise.

Liu Jin blushed, and the little girl beside her smiled and said, "My lord, sit down quickly, the young master brought this from the kitchen himself! And this egg, the young master boiled it himself."

If you can't smell it, you can hear it, thinking about the scene of Liu Jin nesting by the stove staring at the scene of the firewood cooking eggs, a soft heart, and said: "Thank you Madam, but I will let the chef do this kind of thing in the future, you have a good rest."

Liu Jin agreed with her mouth, but she also planned to let him eat the breakfast she made herself.

If you can't smell it, you peel off the eggshell, hold it in your hand, and make a pretentious comment, "Well, this egg is as white as jade, with jade bones and ice muscles, and muscles with jade snow, snow-white and flawless. It is expected that the person who cooked it must be mysterious and ecstatic. , Xiuwai Huizhong, Zhongzheng innocent!"

"Hey! I heard that someone has such a good taste and ability to eat such a wonderfully crafted boiled egg!"