Chapter 002 Yuan Ming's Routine Ji

Qingyue opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

The patient who wanted to see the doctor had already come forward. This was not the occasion to discuss such a private topic. He could only hold his breath, thank the old doctor, and leave with the prescription.

After leaving the clinic, the sun rose higher, blinding people.

Yuan Ming raised his hand to block the sunlight, and his swollen head finally became clear.

He was... reborn.

Ji Qingyue grabbed the medicine and held it in his hand, complaining softly that the old doctor had poor eyesight and poor medical skills. His nagging voice sounded like heavenly music to Yuan Ming's ears. He really came back!

"Qingqing, I..." Yuan Ming grabbed his hand, and wanted to apologize to him urgently, and wanted to say what he didn't have time to say, but when his eyes met the other party's pure eyes, all the words were stuck in his throat.

Ji Qingyue in front of him had never experienced anything, and it would not be fair to him to vent his emotions to him.

"What's wrong?" Ji Qingyue raised his head and saw the strong guilt and sorrow in Yuan Ming's eyes, and couldn't help but said: "The doctor in the town is unreliable, why don't we go to the county town to have a look."

Yuan Ming has been very abnormal since last night, but the doctor said there was no problem, and he was really worried.

Yuan Ming looked at him, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed.

"Husband?"

Yuan Ming held his hand and walked towards the street: "It's okay, I'm just too happy. How could I be so lucky to marry such a considerate and caring husband."

Ji Qingyue covered her mouth and smiled, pretending to be reserved and straightened her chest: "It is my blessing to marry my husband."

Hearing this, a dark color flashed across Yuan Ming's eyes. Marrying him is not a blessing at all. But it doesn't matter. God has mercy on him and given him another chance. He will never let Ji Qingyue suffer any grievances again.

Shifang Town is very small. It takes less than half an hour to walk from beginning to end. Yuan Ming hasn't been here for more than 20 years. Looking at the scenery and pedestrians on the roadside, he feels quite fresh.

Ji Qingyue saw it with her own eyes, and her heart was filled with heartache.

His husband is talented and handsome. If he was born in a wealthy family, he would have soared to the sky. How could he be like this now? He felt strange even walking on the small town street.

"My husband, if you want to eat anything, tell me and I will buy it for you."

Yuan Ming was stunned, and then realized that he was still a poor scholar with nothing at home, and Ji Qingyue was the son of the county magistrate.

Ji Qingyue was born to the county magistrate's original wife. After his mother passed away, his father remarried. As the saying goes, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, but this is not the case in the Ji family. Ji Qingyue's stepmother treated him very well. He had the best food, clothing and daily necessities in the mansion. She gave him whatever he wanted and never said no.

Everyone said that Master Ji married a good second wife, but Yuan Ming saw through the other party's high level at a glance. The Ji family is not short of money, and Liang Ru wants more than just the Ji family's property. Therefore, there is no need to deduct Ji Qingyue, but to support him. After being abandoned by his father, everything will still be hers.

In his previous life, Yuan Ming saw through this point, so he took the right remedy and seduced Ji Qingyue step by step to fall deeply in love with him.

Seeing Yuan Ming stopped, Ji Qingyue followed his gaze and saw a stall selling accessories. Without saying a word, she pulled him over and said to the boss with great generosity: "It's all covered!"

The boss couldn't believe what he said, and subconsciously looked at Yuan Ming. Between husband and wife, everyone tacitly agreed that the man was the one who could make the final decision.

Yuan Ming apologized to the boss, said no, and pulled Ji Qingyue away.

"What's wrong with my husband? I brought banknotes, so I can definitely afford it." Ji Qingyue asked in confusion.

"How can you squander your dowry so casually?"

Speaking of dowry, Ji Qingyue curled her lips: "You agreed to give me ten li of dowry. Unfortunately, something happened to my mother's brother's family last month, and all the money in the mansion was borrowed. I can only get a small part of it first, and I don't know when I can get the rest."

Yuan Ming never knew there was such a connection.

He suddenly remembered something.

In his previous life, he was eager for quick success and met the current King Jing who was on a southern tour and passed through Cheng County. At that time, he had just passed the imperial examination and had only a reputation. In order to move to the county, he had emptied his family. King Jing loved treasures the most, but he had no money to buy them, so he set his sights on Ji Qingyue's dowry.

He originally thought that if he asked, Ji Qingyue would definitely give him the money with both hands, but Ji Qingyue refused in every possible way and it took more than ten days for her to give him the banknote.

Now think about it, at that time Ji Qingyue had already cut off contact with the Ji family. If the dowry had never been in his hands, and Liang Ru had to spit out the dowry she had secretly taken, I don't know what Ji Qingyue had to endure alone.

Yuan Ming's nose was sour. He really did too many things that let Qingqing down.

"Your dowry is what you deserve, I will get it back for you."

Ji Qingyue didn't know that he had been thinking about it, she looked at him in surprise and joked, "You are a scholar, how can you always talk about money? People will laugh at you and think you are a tyrant."

"Keep your money safe from now on, don't spend it on me anymore." Yuan Ming paused, "The responsibility of supporting the family is mine, I will find a way to make money."

Ji Qingyue didn't take it seriously and said yes perfunctorily.

Yuan Ming didn't care, he would prove it to him with actual actions, he was like a blood sucker in his last life, he definitely couldn't continue like that in this life.

As for the way to make money... Yuan Ming rolled his eyes, he had a plan in mind.

The two of them strolled around the street casually, and Ji Qingyue said that he was hungry and wanted to go to the restaurant to eat. Yuan

Ming held his forehead, thinking that his husband's bad habit of spending money lavishly should be changed. "Wait, Qingqing, I have something to say." Ji Qingyue looked back at him with eyes wide open, as if wondering why he didn't go in to talk, but still stood still and waited for him to speak. Yuan Ming felt soft in his heart, and couldn't help pinching his face: "Qingqing, I'm sorry, I'm too poor and can't give you the life you want." Ji Qingyue's eyes widened even wider. "My Qingqing is the son of the county magistrate. She has been living a life of luxury and surrounded by servants, but I have nothing." Yuan Ming said in a hoarse voice, "After marrying me, Qingqing had to dress and cook for herself. Now that she has come to the town, I don't even have enough money to eat at a restaurant." Ji Qingyue shook her head, "That's not the case. Besides, I have money." Yuan Ming's eyelids drooped, "Yes, Qingqing has money herself." He raised his head, "Then I'll take Qingqing in and pick you up later."

Ji Qingyue grabbed his hand: "Husband, won't you come in with me?"

"I can't afford to eat in a restaurant, and I can't spend my husband's money." He pointed to a street noodle stall not far away: "I'm going there to eat a bowl of vegetarian noodles, Qingqing just go in, I won't go far."

Ji Qingyue was anxious: "No! We have to go together, otherwise I won't eat!"

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed with cunning, and when he raised his head, there was only innocence in his eyes: "Then Qingqing, are you willing to accompany me to eat noodles? Buy some vegetables on the way back, and I will make you delicious food in the evening."

"Husband can cook?" Ji Qingyue was surprised.

Yuan Ming nodded. If it were the old him, of course he couldn't. After Ji Qingyue died in his previous life, his appetite became extremely poor, and slowly he could cook some simple dishes.

As they talked, the two came to the noodle stall.

When the boss saw them, he warmly invited them to sit down, and then called out the names of a series of noodles.

Yuan Ming did not order plain noodles, but a bowl of臊子面 and a bowl of pork wontons, a total of fifteen cents.

Ji Qingyue had never eaten at a street stall before, so she inevitably felt novel and looked around with squinting eyes. Yuan Ming slightly raised the corners of his mouth, poured him a cup of tea, and scalded the chopsticks with hot water.

The boss brought the noodles up, saw Yuan Ming's movements, and smiled and said, "You two have a great relationship. I've been selling food for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen a man who is so considerate of the people in the house."

Ji Qingyue laughed and said that the boss had a good eye.

This noodle stall has been open for many years, and the taste is very good. The two of them were very satisfied with the meal.

After dinner, the two went to the vegetable market. Yuan Ming didn't have much money, so he could only buy the cheapest pig head, which cost only fifty cents each. Ji Qingyue watched from the side, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Yuan Ming chuckled: "I promise you will like it."

Ji Qingyue said nothing. How could this thing be delicious? But he didn't discourage Yuan Ming, and he made up his mind that when Yuan Ming finished making it, he would bite the bullet and eat a big bowl.