The idea is very good, very good. It was so good that Ji Yanzhi felt that if Hu Jiao'e didn't catch Hu Jiao'e to pieces, he would be sorry for Hu Jiao'e's affection and love for him.

Ji Yanzhi's pupils were slightly deep, and he smiled. "Brother Chun Zhao liked to read books about strange things and strange stories since he was a child, and he should know how to get rid of ghosts hitting the wall."

Feng Chunzhao was dumbfounded, and he didn't understand the logic of what Ji Yanzhi said.

Indeed, he likes to read books such as strange stories and stories, and has been yearning for a deep-level exchange with Meihu Yangui. But recently, due to the opening of the new door of "Gourmet Monsters", Feng Chunzhao has no intention of having in-depth exchanges with the beautiful foxes.

But... I hope to stew them in one pot, or make them secretly, spicy...

All in all, Feng Chunzhao really knew how to get rid of ghosts hitting the wall.

"Boy pee?"

Feng Chunzhao raised his head and said embarrassingly: "Why don't you turn your heads? You look at me like this...I..." I can't urinate.

Before he finished speaking, Ji Yanzhi decisively pulled Feng Mingzhu around and turned around.

Qiu Shuang, the maid, had to learn something, turned her back, and let Feng Chunzhao, who was embarrassed that she was still a boy, let her play freely.

Although Feng Chunzhao had a thick-skinned face, he was really embarrassed this time.

Mainly I still feel that his image as a boy chicken really detracts from his reputation as the "Jinling Dandy Head", so that the action of loosening the waistband of the trousers is a little reluctant.

However, he never thought that Ji Yan would come here not because of the problem of leaking the boy chicken in public, but...

Feng Chunzhao couldn't imagine how vulgar a character like an immortal would make such a move. In addition, the area where the ghost hit the wall is also the gate of his house, so...

Quietly, under the circumstances of Feng Mingzhu and Qiushuang's red face, Feng Chunzhao let out the water smoothly, successfully breaking the ghost and hitting the wall, and successfully ushering in the addition of the sticks of Comrade Feng.

"I let you urinate at the gate at will."

Comrade Feng blew his beard and stared, wishing to take a feather duster and beat him to death, making Feng Chunzhao cry.

"I didn't mean it, old man, you are too much!"

Originally, Comrade Feng used a feather duster to chase Feng Chunzhao for'playing', but as soon as this word came out, Comrade Feng decided in an instant that he had to catch Feng Chunzhao today and blow up this **** thing.

At the moment, Comrade Feng danced the feather duster with great power, and drove the fearful Feng Chunzhao from Feng Mansion to the small courtyard where Ji Yanzhi lived.

In this way, in this ‘happy’ atmosphere, Feng Mingzhu’s marriage soon ushered in.

Due to the rush of time, Ji Yanzhi's parents in this life did not come to Jinling to attend the wedding.

After returning home on the three days, Ji Yanzhi accompanied Feng Mingzhu, who was already a bride, back to Feng Mansion for half a day. In the afternoon, he said goodbye to his father-in-law and mother-in-law and returned to the country where he was born.

As mentioned in the previous article, the Ji family in this life is very poor, and almost the whole family used the power of the whole family to support the scholar Ji Yanzhi.

In this era, there is indeed a saying of a poor family. Even if there is a poor family, once a scholar comes out, even if it is just a talented master, it is also a matter of the whole family ascending to heaven and improving the lintel.

Especially Ji Yanzhi, who was favored by aristocratic family after being selected as a son-in-law in the examination, is the glory of the whole family.

Da Cong knows that Ji Yanzhi High School Juren has become a relative with a lady from a big family. The Ji family's parents were both happy and proud, but also a little bit worried.

He was so proud that he had the name of foresight, and he didn't make any marriage arrangements for Ji Yanzhi in advance, just the crooked melons in their village, even if they were worthy of the son of Qu Xing Xiafan.

As for the anxiety, it is because the daughters who are afraid that everyone will come out will not get along well, and look down on them, the old couple who are looking for food.

In short, while waiting for Ji Yanzhi to return home with his new wife, Ji's parents didn't have a good night's sleep. Every day, the boy in the next room was told to stay at the entrance of the village, hoping to see his son and his daughter-in-law from everyone's background as soon as possible.

With such anticipation, Ji Yanzhi led Feng Mingzhu back to Jijia Village. And as soon as he entered the village, he was surrounded by a few half-old boys.

Feng Mingzhu rarely encountered such scenes, and was a little bit shy for a while. However, she was generous by nature, and soon recovered, and ordered Qiu Shuang to take out some of the cakes she bought on the road, and give them to the half-and-a-half group of people who kept saying congratulations around them.

Ji Yanzhi did not stop Feng Mingzhu's behavior.

He is wearing a green-brown robe today with dark patterns of the same color and embroidered green bamboo. The style is simple, making Ji Yanzhi's whole person more handsome and upright.

"Brother Gen, how are you reading?" Ji Yanzhi asked one of the boys with a smile.

The five senses of this kid are similar to those of Ji Yanzhi, but his stature is as strong as a calf, and he looks a lot rougher. He is the cousin of Ji Yanzhi and the son of the youngest uncle. Ji Yanzhi went to a private school to study when he was a talented scholar.

When Ji Yanzhi met, it was normal to ask him about his study progress.

The stinky boy was a little scared, and said with a bitter face. "Brother Dalang, you think everyone is like you are a Wenquxing star. The little brother reads that book like a heavenly book. It knows me and I don't know it."

Ji Yanzhi suppressed his smile and couldn't help but utter a poisonous tongue. "Are you a pig brain?"

The brat squeezed his mouth and nodded seriously. "I'm just a pig's brain, Brother Dalang, how about you tell my father and mother to stop me from going to school."

"Heh, I think you want to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots."

Ji Yanzhi rolled his eyes gracefully, and stopped paying attention to the cries of the stinky boy, and turned to look at Feng Mingzhu, who was always smiling. "Please also ask Madam to follow me to see my parents."

Feng Mingzhu nodded, and followed Ji Yan's path, along the country road full of pastoral interest, to a fenced courtyard wall in front of a farmhouse in the shape of a ‘mouth’. The roof is covered with straw, and the mud walls are a little shabby, but they are very clean.

Ji Yanzhi's two younger sisters were washing clothes in the yard. As soon as they looked up, they were stunned when they saw the elder brother leading an elegant and delicate woman to the house. The next moment, Ji Hua'er shouted in a loud voice. "Aniang, the eldest brother is back with his sister-in-law."

Ji A-niang, who was clearing the house, hurried out and said awkwardly: "Come back, Ge'er didn't wait at the entrance of the village, why didn't he come back to report a letter."

Feng Mingzhu motioned Qiu Shuang to take over the guy in Ji Huaer's hand, took the initiative to call her mother-in-law, and joked: "The mother-in-law Gener wants to run back and say, but the husband is narrow, and asks Gener's schoolwork as soon as he speaks. Homework, I bluffed Genie and ran away."

Seeing Feng Mingzhu being so familiar, Ji Aniang reduced the cramps and showed a hearty smile. "Ge'er's child has always been like this. It will become clear after the Dalang family sees more. The Dalang family has been in the carriage with Dalang for so long, and he must be tired. I just packed out the main house and let Dalang Lang takes you down to rest."

"Tired?" Ji Yanzhi asked Feng Mingzhu instead.

Feng Mingzhu shook his head and said with a smile: "How can you be tired if the carriage walks slowly along the way."

"Then tidy up the belongings with my mother. I will go to the village's main house and uncle's house for a walk."

Feng Mingzhu nodded, smiled and watched Ji Yanzhi leave, then helped Ji Aniang clean up the house with a humbly asking for advice. Anyway, from the day when he made the marriage contract to marry Ji Yanzhi, Feng Mingzhu knew well about Ji Yanzhi's family conditions.

How about washing her hands and making soup, she is happy with it.

Ji Yanzhi went to find the village chief and the uncle who took over as the head of the patriarch. After Da Cong and Feng Mingzhu were married, he entrusted the letter to bring back three hundred taels of silver in addition to sending a letter to inform him of the happy event. Not much, but there is no problem at all to rebuild an open and bright three-entry house.

But who ever thought that when he came back into the dilapidated thatched house, Ji Yanzhi really didn't know what to say.

It is not the meaning of disgust, but a deep sense of powerlessness. Relying on the honesty of the old couple, he definitely saved the three hundred taels of silver.

Ji Yanzhi was too lazy to persuade Ji Apa, who is mostly still busy in the field. Anyway, I have a deep understanding of his stubbornness. Simply talked to the village chief and the uncle. They are all elders, and they must have spoken. Ji Apa should know that he is married and it is not suitable to pick up the truth.

Otherwise, wouldn't it make Feng Mingzhu uncomfortable, who is accustomed to living a generous life.

After all, different portals are destined to be frictional. In Ji Yanzhi's view, the most effective way to avoid the friction caused by different habits is to improve the quality of life of his family. Even from the beginning, Feng Mingzhu did not dislike his family conditions.

Ji Yanzhi soon arrived at his home in the village. It was so coincidental that Uncle Ji was also there, saving him the effort to find Uncle Ji again. So Ji Yanzhi was very straightforward and didn't hide it. He bluntly said that he would build a new house and rebuild the ancestral hall and start clan school.

Both Uncle Ji and the village were serious. At the end Uncle Ji said: "Dalang wrote home and told the officer that he valued him as a son-in-law. I asked my second child if he wanted to build another house. Who knows? Eryi refused, saying that it was Da Lang who continued to study, and if he was admitted to the Jinshi in the future, it would cost more, so he saved all the money Da Lang brought back with the letter."

"At that time, the uncle didn't think too much, and felt that the second child was justified, so he didn't persuade him much. Now he is wronged by Da Lang and Da Lang's wife."

"Uncle's words are serious." Ji Yanzhi said with a smile: "It is only a trivial matter for the nephew's family to build a new house. The important thing is to rebuild the ancestral hall and start a clan school. My nephew hopes that in addition to the nephew, there will be in the future. More people, relying on reading to get ahead, glorious lintels."

The village nodded vigorously: "Yes, Da Lang is right. It's just the money..."

Since the capital of Ji Yan took the initiative to speak, naturally the money was from Ji Yan.

Ji Yanzhi directly took out one thousand taels of silver bills and handed them to the uncle. It was his own, but Ji Yanzhi said that it was Feng Mingzhu's dowry.

"One thousand liang repairs the ancestral hall to open a clan school, and by the way a new house for the nephew's family, it should be enough." Ji Yanzhi ignored the complex eyes of the uncle and the village, and asked with a smile.

——Enough, why not enough!

It's the move of my nephew, how can I feel like eating soft rice as it should be.

The uncle received the money with complicated eyes, and sighed: "Dalang, you know how to judge yourself. Don't follow the example of abandoning the chaotic wife and marrying another, or three wives and four concubines."

The village nodded in agreement: "Uncle Da Lang is right."

Ji Yanzhi pursed his mouth and said solemnly: "My nephew knows that he will never forget the teachings of his uncle and uncle."