The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Because of the busy days, Jiang Shian has lost a lot of weight. The baby fat he once had is gone.

These past few days, Ji Yinghuai had been whispering in his ear that he should eat more to replenish his body, or else if he lost any more weight, even ants would be able to carry him.

Every time Jiang Shian heard this, his mouth twitched. It's too exaggerated, brother.

Ji Yinghuai not only nags, but also starts to stare at him while he eats. No matter if he buys food from a restaurant in town or cooks it at home, every meal must have meat.

For him, his body was not too thin, and he had a lot of muscles in his arms, waist and abdomen.

The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that his skin was still white and could not be tanned. He wanted the wheat-colored muscles like Ji Yinghuai.

It would be fine if you didn't approach Ji Yinghuai, he looked like a gentleman. But when you approached and talked to him, you still felt that he was too imposing, and that coldness seemed to freeze you in place, making you dare not talk to him for too long.

These two people are at two extremes in terms of personality and aura, but when they stand together, they are inexplicably harmonious, making everyone who sees them want to praise them for being a perfect match.

Huang Qiuxiang was also stunned when she saw the two people at the door. She was not holding an umbrella, and the cold raindrops fell on her face. She came to her senses and hurriedly walked towards Jiang Shian.

Both of them have the same good looks, probably like the young masters of noble families described in the books that his son often talked to.

Although it is already March, it still seems a bit out of place in their small village.

The two men told others that they were brothers, but she didn't look like that. They didn't look alike at all, and their actions and speech didn't seem like brothers.

They are more like those couples in their village who are already engaged and waiting to get married.

Watching the two of them talking and laughing, her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that they really were in that kind of relationship? But this was an unofficial one, one was a boy, the other a man, how could they just do this? She still had to find a day to talk to Shi An about it.

"Why is my aunt here?" Jiang Shi'an stopped talking. He rolled his eyes and nudged the man with his elbow when Ji Yinghuai just said that he was like a little bird.

His height was not considered short in ancient times. It was a great thing that he was tall, but he was actually squeezed out.

"Are you going to town?" Huang Qiuxiang asked, looking at the tall black horse and the spacious carriage.

Jiang Shian nodded and said, "Let's go to town to buy some things. Auntie is going too, so she needs to bring some things with her."

Huang Qiuxiang smiled and took out a bunch of copper coins from her bosom. "Auntie knows that you can read and do accounting, so I want to ask you to buy me a few Three Character Classics for elementary education. My boy refused to go to school last month, so I can only teach him to read first. I will send him there when the autumn harvest comes in a few months and the school recruits students."

Jiang Shian didn't take the copper coins. It was just the Three Character Classic for Enlightenment. He had to hand in the manuscript today. He would just bring back two copies from the bookstore later. The two families were close. He had burned grass and wood these days, and Wang Fugui came to his house every day to help feed the chickens and ducks. He didn't need to take the copper coins.

"You are too polite, Auntie. I just happened to go to the bookstore to buy some pens and ink, and I will buy them back later. I won't have to pay for them. I am an old acquaintance of the bookstore owner and I often buy things from him. It is raining, Auntie, don't stay here, you will get wet soon."

As he said this, he and Ji Yinghuai walked towards the carriage. If they delayed any longer, not only would they get wet, but Aunt Huang was usually too polite, and she would probably talk to him for a long time, and she would have to give him some money anyway.

Huang Qiuxiang naturally saw through his intention. She smiled helplessly, waved to them and told them to be careful on the road, then turned around and went back.

Because it was still raining, Ji Yinghuai did not sit outside to drive the car, but sat in the carriage with him.

Heifeng has run this road from home to town many times and knows the way by himself.

Suddenly something soft brushed against his head and Jiang Shian looked up in confusion.

Ji Yinghuai was wiping his hair with a handkerchief in his hand. He raised his hand and touched it. It was probably because he got wet when he got on the carriage just now. It was just a little bit wet.

He had previously gone to Carpenter Yang and asked him to make a number of small boxes for storing things. Some of them could be built into the carriage to become drawers, so that the things inside could be taken out by simply pulling them.

He and Ji Yinghuai put a lot of daily necessities in the carriage.

"It wasn't that wet, no need to wipe it." He dodged to the side and Ji Yinghuai stretched out the handkerchief in front of him.

There was a cushion on the opposite side, but Ji Yinghuai just squeezed him. He could hear the friction of clothes when they moved so close, which made him feel a little too ambiguous.

Ji Yinghuai casually put the handkerchief in his hand, looked at the boy's jade-like ears beside him with a little blush, his eyes full of smiles.

Boiling a frog in warm water seems to be effective.

At first, Jiang Shian didn't take it seriously because he only treated him as his elder brother. Fortunately, his efforts these days were not in vain, and the distance between them was shortened. Now he started to feel shy.

Seeing Jiang Shian turning his body to wipe his hair, his eyes became bolder and he stared straight at Jiang Shian's back. His eyes were dark, as if he wanted to pull the person in front of him to hide in the dark cloud.

Jiang Shian was completely unaware of the wolf-like gaze of the man behind him. He wiped his hair with his hands, but his mind was thinking about other things.

I always feel that Ji Yinghuai's actions these days have been too intimate, and his physical contact with him has been too frequent, as if he was testing something.

As a bachelor for twenty years in his previous life, he was not well versed in these things, but he had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. He watched other people fall in love and the protagonists in novels and TV series testing each other before they got together, and then thought back to the man's actions towards him from time to time in the past few days.

He then had a guess in his mind.

It was really uncomfortable to have something hidden in my heart, and now was not the time to discuss it. After returning, he would try to ask.

As for whether she is really interested in him, or what will happen in the future, Jiang Shian has not thought about it yet. Now his face starts to get hot when he thinks that the man likes him.

It was raining and there were few pedestrians on the street, so the two men did not park the carriage in the stable, but drove directly to the market.

The two went to the grocery store first, but of course not to the one where they met the sour shopkeeper last time. They went to another one.

The stone mortar used to pound things at home was left over from the past. It is very old and can be used, but it is a bit small. Nowadays, more and more soap is needed, and one is obviously not enough. I have to buy a few more so that I won’t waste time when I am busy.

There are many things for sale in the shop, some of which are piled on the ground, making it almost impossible to step foot.

Stone pestles are usually used to pound medicine, and country people use them to pound food ingredients or various things. The shopkeeper found a few for them in a short while.

"These two are smaller and are often used to pour chili peppers or medicinal herbs. The other one over here is bigger and can hold more." The shopkeeper stood aside and explained to the two of them.

Stone mortars can be made of wood or carved from stone. In terms of quality and durability, stone ones are definitely better.

Jiang Shian nodded. The shells were large, so he had to buy two slightly larger ones to hold them. But he looked at the two stone mortars and felt that they were not very big. It would be more convenient if he could get a big one like the graphite one.

After hearing what he said, the shopkeeper laughed and stroked his beard, saying, "This cone is also made of stone. If it is as big as graphite, then the thing to press must also be made of stone. It must be so heavy that ordinary people can't lift it, let alone grind it into powder."

Jiang Shian smiled awkwardly. Yes, he had ignored this and ended up buying three slightly larger ones for a total of 120 cents.

Ji Yinghuai loaded the things onto the carriage, and Jiang Shian walked around the shop again, then bought some cooking spices, two pairs of scissors, two wooden basins, and two wooden barrels.

He bought all the things that were slightly larger so that they could hold more things. He didn't need to buy dustpans, winnowing baskets, and bamboo baskets. There were many bamboo forests on the hills in the village, and many people in the village knew how to weave them. Sometimes they would take them to the town to sell. He could just buy them in the village, and they were cheaper.

After buying all the groceries and loading them onto the carriage, the two men drove towards the street where the vegetables were sold.

The drizzle in the sky turned into a drizzle. Passersby with a little more money came out to shop with beautiful oil-paper umbrellas in their hands.

As for the poor people who have no money to buy paper umbrellas, they can only walk quickly in the rain.

No matter how big the carriage is, the things they bought take up a lot of space, so the two of them had to stick together.