The wood mage and the native brother

Fang wiped the corners of her eyes, feeling a little more sincere,

"I know you love my little sister, but you have to think about your own life-long affairs. How come your third uncle and I are also the aunts of your brother and sister. If you leave my little sister to us, she won't starve and freeze her."

Ji Deng put down his purse, Fang Shi showed a relieved smile,

"I know, auntie. But little sister, it's my fate."

After saying this, Fang knew that he couldn't say anything more.Fang sighed.

"That's all right, I'll ask your third uncle to chop some wood tomorrow, and I'll make a set of furniture for you to take there."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Deng to refuse, he said again,

"Your father and father should take care of these things, but... your third uncle can also take care of them. Don't refuse, just treat it as..."

Fang paused, took Brother Deng's hand,

"Just take it as an apology to make up for my failure to take good care of you and live up to your father and father's kindness to us."

Ji Deng stared back at Fang Shi in a daze, and after a while, gave a soft "En".

……

So on the second day, Ji Jiang wandered around the outer edge of the mountain, and finally picked two thick and straight pine logs and chopped them down. When he moved back to Ji's house, he started chopping and smashing them, thinking about making some small stools for Brother Deng. If you come out, you can do it at your husband's house, so you won't be looked down upon.

Because he only had more than one month of work, Ji Jiang sat on the small stool and was busy moving when he came back from the field every day, hurrying to get out of work, but his appearance was not bad.

Seeing Mrs. Fang, she naturally scolded a few words, but Ji Hai dissuaded her.

"Our family doesn't give brother Deng a dowry at all, and if he says it will kill him, the third brother is willing to work, and he doesn't pay, so let him go."

Granny Fang had nothing to say.

So Ji Jiang was busy quietly like this, and the life of Ji's family was as usual.

When Sister Xi saw the stool taking shape a few times, a little light flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared quickly, quietly busy with the work she was doing.Brother Yan doesn't have much feeling or cognition about getting married, but just listens to Fang's words, and often talks to Ji Deng to comfort him.

According to the custom, the newlyweds are not allowed to go out for a walk in the first half month of marriage.Ji Deng still planned to save some more copper coins, so he took the last opportunity to go to the county before marriage, and brought a newly made hair oil pouch.

The night before Fang came to the room of the two brothers and sisters, took out a small string of copper plates from his bosom and put them in Ji Deng's palm,

"Look at what you want to buy, buy some. Although you don't have much money, buying a fried fruit and a bonus red rope is enough for you."

At first Ji Deng refused to take it, but Fang's face was serious,

"The book doesn't say that it is bestowed by the elders. I dare not resign. I gave it to you. What else do you want? The stool belongs to your third uncle, and the few pennies belong to me. Just take it and treat it as mine." A dowry for you."

Ji Deng clutched a string of copper plates in his palm, and squeezed his palm hard,

"Then...thank you, Third Aunt."

For the first time in more than ten years, Ji Deng called Fang Shi so sincerely.

Fang waved his hand and went about his own work.

Ji Xiaomei Lala stood still and was dazed, Ji Deng,

"Brother, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Ji Deng came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from the door, said "En", and took Ji Xiaomei to rest.Ji Deng put the twenty copper coins sent by Fang's into the purse where the money was hidden, and took out a few others, put them in his arms, then closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

The next day, Ji Deng took Ji Xiaomei out of the house with his back basket on his back.Although according to the custom, the elders should take them to buy some things, but Mrs. Fang was still angry because Ji Deng had disturbed the Qin family's marriage. , and asked Ji Deng to sell the vegetables that the family had saved in the past few days, as if it was to make some contribution to the family before getting married.

Dafang naturally had no objection. Although Ji Jiang wanted to say something, he didn't say anything because of Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Fang.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, the seemingly indifferent behavior is just in line with Ji Deng's wishes.

Ji Deng closed the stall, went into the incense shop with a basket on his back, took out a purse of hair oil powder from under the basket, and handed it to Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu counted the number, and the clerk put away the purse, smiled and took out the copper plate and handed it to Ji Deng,

"The customers who bought it came back and said that the effect is good, and it is not much worse than the fifteen or twenty Wen."

Ji Deng took the copper plate and put it in his purse, and replied,

"That's good, but I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in the next month."

Mr. Xu paused to write down the account, and asked,

"What's wrong? Could it be at home..."

Ji Deng shook his head and said softly,

"No, I made a marriage agreement. I should stay at home and wait when I go back today."

After hearing this, Mr. Xu smiled and cupped his hands,

"Then I'll just congratulate Brother Deng here first."

Ji Deng agreed, but there was no shyness on her face that she was about to get married.

Seeing it, Mr. Xu secretly sighed, but didn't say anything.

The man saw off the guests, and came over to ask Ji Deng curiously,

"Which house did Brother Deng decide on?"

Ji Deng held Ji Xiaomei and smiled,

"The butcher in the neighboring village, he married and had meat every day."

The clerk heard this, and was about to speak in high spirits, but was stopped by Mr. Xu's clear cough, scratching the back of his head resentfully and showing an embarrassed smile.Suddenly came to my senses again,

"By the way, Brother Deng, where did you pick the sage grass this year?"

Ji Deng's heart moved, but his face remained calm,

"what happened?"

The guy leaned sideways on the counter,

"Hey, a while ago, a customer weighed a few catties of dried cymbidium in the store and went back to play with the incense by himself. It seems that the fragrance is good. These days, he keeps coming to the store to ask if there is any more."

Ji Deng felt relieved, thought for a while and said,

"It's still picked in the original place, but now it's long past the season, and I don't want it anymore."

Dude slaps his thighs,

"Isn't that right! That's what I told people, people still run here again and again, it's really a muscle."

"okay."

Mr. Xu interrupted the buddy suddenly,

"Hurry up and go, I won't forgive you if you miss a guest."

And said to Ji Deng,

"You don't have enough time, so hurry up and go, as long as you don't forget to come back later."

Ji Deng lowered his eyebrows and revealed a shallow smile,

"How come, you take care of me like this."

Coming out of the incense shop, Ji Deng was not in a hurry to go home, and went straight to the pawn shop, took out a dark cloth,

"Please give me an estimate."

The pawnshop shopkeeper squinted his eyes and unfolded it, revealing a black cloak all over the body.

Fortunately, Mrs. Fang was busy with Ji Hai's studies recently, and she looked down on Ji Deng, and seldom talked to him, so Ji Deng had the opportunity to hide some of her own things in the back basket.

Ji Deng led Ji Xiaomei and stood at the bottom, watching the shopkeeper standing behind the tall counter carefully looking at the black cloak, and reaching out to stroke the fabric a few times, his heart rose and fell with the shopkeeper's hand.

Should be able to get a good price...

Ji Deng held his heart, he had never really seen any good material, but he just felt that the black cloak was smooth and smooth, and it reflected a little bit of broken light under the light, so it must not be cheap.Therefore, he set a high price in his heart early on. If he couldn't sell it, Ji Deng would be very disappointed.

After "appraisal" for a long time, the shopkeeper finally put down the black cloak, squinted at the Ji Deng brothers and sisters wearing patches, and held out a finger haughtily,

"A tael of silver."

Ji Deng wasn't sure if the price was fair or not, so he only showed a embarrassed look on his face,

"This……"

Glancing secretly at the shopkeeper's expression, he made a gesture to take back the cloak,

"I'll take another look."

The shopkeeper only takes the action of the season lights,

"You go anyway."

The hand has already stretched out, Ji Deng couldn't repent even if he wanted to, so he had to hold the cloak in his arms,

"Then I'll take a look, thank you."

So he took Ji Xiaomei out of the pawn shop.

The shopkeeper Zhi Zuo didn't care, but looked at the door frequently after Ji Deng's brothers and sisters disappeared, waiting to see the two come back again.

The robe just now is as smooth and light as the first-class silk and satin, and you can't see a single corner of the needle if you look closely. Both the material and the workmanship can be called first-class.Dark black is difficult to dye, even the method of air dyeing alone is worth a lot of money.

But the brothers and sisters who came here were dressed in shabby clothes, they didn't seem like people who could afford such robes, so they might have picked them up.The shopkeeper originally wanted to lower the price, and played hard to get this trick for so many years.

But why didn't the brothers and sisters come back after going out for a long time?

A trace of regret rose in the shopkeeper's heart.

Could it be that you really went to another house?

Ji Deng hugged the cloak and stood with Ji Xiaomei on the side of the bustling street, looking at the bustling crowd, a trace of bewilderment rose in his heart, which soon faded away.

Forget it, this is not the only pawn shop, maybe the price can be higher if you change to another one, if it doesn't work, you can go to a tailor shop to try your luck.

Thinking of this, Ji Deng walked along the street again.

Anyway, today is a special day, Mrs. Fang allowed him to stay outside for a while, and she was not afraid to go back later.

It's just that Ji Deng has always stayed near the stalls and incense shops when he came to the county, but he rarely strolled the whole street. Except for the pawnshop before, he didn't know where there was another one. After shopping for a long time, he couldn't find anything.

Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of a ready-made clothing store, Ji Deng let out a breath, and tightened his hands holding the cloak.

Try this one last, and if it doesn't work, let it go.

A quarter of an hour later, when Ji Deng led Ji Xiaomei out again, the black cloak in his hand was gone.

Ji Deng tried his best to maintain the calm on his face, but there was still a faint smile on his face.After looking at it for a week, Ji Deng smiled and said to Ji Xiaomei,

"Go, brother will take you to eat wontons."

Ji Xiaomei bit her finger and stared at the misty wonton stall across the street, she nodded hurriedly, her big eyes curved into crescent moons with joy.

When Jihe and his wife were still alive, they would bring their two children to the county to drink a bowl of wonton and eat chicken sauce noodles in the name of selling vegetables, but since the couple left, the brother and sister never drank it again. .

The lowered brows and eyes were filled with enthusiasm for a moment, and Ji Deng closed his eyes.

It doesn't matter, he has earned money now, and after he gets married, he can come out often, and he can always take his little sister to drink another bowl of wonton.

Ji Deng looked at Ji Xiaomei's uncontrollable joy, held back her distress, smiled and held Ji Xiaomei's small hand,

"Just so happy."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Deng bumped into a passer-by,

"Sorry so sorry."

Ji Deng hurriedly backed away, apologizing unceasingly, when he looked up, he froze in place immediately, looking carefully at the surprised pupils, there was still a hint of guilt.

The little Ji Xiaomei saw her, but she jumped on the visitor's lap with joy,

"Brother Green Eyes!"

The visitor raised his wide hood and hung it behind his back, looked down at the season lamp, the sun was shining from his back, his hair was faintly blue, his eyebrows and eyes were blurred, but his voice was as gentle as ever,

"haven't seen you for a long time."