Chapter 7 Bed with Me
The villagers agreed.
Wan Niang was in the house, but because she couldn't see, she could only fumble towards the door.
"The folks should still recognize me. Now that we have moved back, please take good care of us in the future!"
Fu Nanyao heard her mother's voice and quickly turned around to help her.
Only then did the villagers see Fu Wanniang. More than ten years had passed, and the blind daughter of the Fu family's eldest son had not changed much.
An aunt said: "It turns out to be Wan Niang, didn't you move to the county seat?"
An uncle said: "Someone saw a carriage entering the village this morning, so it was you. "
Wan Niang smiled and said: "It's us. I asked the children to come and see and live in the place where their grandparents worked hard."
The aunt nodded and praised: "Good girl! ”
Fu Beimo didn't like so many people in his yard, so he walked a few steps quickly carrying firewood and shouted: "Who are you, get out of my house quickly!"
The villagers frowned and stepped back. But how can anyone who lives in the same village talk like this just after moving here? This shows that this young man is a fool.
Fu Beimo particularly disliked the woman who was yelling just now, so he took out a piece of firewood and showed it to her with a fierce grin on his face.
Hu Ajing saw that the limelight was not right, so she turned around and left.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I was surprised by the young man walking towards me.
In the surrounding villages, even in the town, she had never seen a better-looking man than before her.
Her husband-in-law just arrived?
As for this yard, she has to go home and discuss it with her parents and grandparents.
After watching the excitement, the villagers also left the yard one after another.
"Fu Wanniang is blind, as you can see, her daughter's leg is lame, and the boy picking firewood seems stupid. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a family."
"Didn't you see? The man who came in later to carry firewood was tall and handsome, and the girl who followed him had a face so tender that it could make you cry." What’s wrong with moving to the countryside instead of living in a house in the county?”
“Then you have to ask the Hu family. Isn’t Hu Ajing’s grandma the sister of Fu Er?”
"Fu Da and his wife have been away for a few years. Now Fu Er and his wife are in charge of the Fu family in the county..."
Fu Ciyi heard all the villagers' comments.
With a sullen expression, he moved the firewood into the woodshed and carried the pheasant to the stove.
Yan Funing was putting down her backpack in the kitchen, saw someone coming in, and asked: "Um, do you need my help?"
Fu Ciyi didn't look at her, and said in an indifferent voice: "No need. ."
After saying that, he left the pheasant with his feet tied, picked up the bucket and left the kitchen.
Not long after, Wan Niang also came to the kitchen, supported by a dragon and a phoenix.
Facing them, Yan Funing was not as reserved as she was in front of Fu Ciyi.
It's not that she wants to be restrained, it's actually the coldness emanating from the corners of someone's eyes and eyebrows.
It’s not surprising that he was like this. It was his female partner who broke off the engagement first, causing him to lose face. Facing her now, naturally he doesn't look good.
After the four people chatted for a while in the kitchen, Fu Ciyi came back with two buckets of water.
Fu Beimo wanted to help his brother pour water into the water tank, but his brother stopped him.
"The water tank needs to be cleaned."
Fu Ciyi said, took a kitchen knife and started to handle the pheasant.
The clean and neat action of wiping the chicken neck made Yan Funing swallow her saliva.
His eyes moved to the buckets. The two buckets were quite large. There was quite a distance from the river to the yard. He felt calm as he walked.
Coupled with the action of wiping the chicken's neck, she couldn't help but remind her of the dream in which he stabbed her face with a dagger.
This person is not a simple scholar, and her delicate body cannot afford to offend him.
Yan Funing stopped looking at him, scooped water from the bucket, and washed two handfuls of wild oyster mushrooms.
Fu Nanyao was not idle either and walked behind the stove to light the fire.
Fu Beimo saw a bucket was empty and volunteered: "Mom, I'll fetch water and come back to wash the water tank."
"Be careful when you go to the river." Wan Niang told him, forget it Agree to let him go.
Fu Beimo agreed, picked up the bucket and ran away.
Here, Fu Ciyi thought it was troublesome to remove the feathers, so he directly peeled off the skin. This method quickly processed the pheasant and threw it into the pot.
"Let's eat chicken and soup tonight. I'll go see if there are any hares or anything like that tomorrow."
Fu Nan said with a smile, "Okay, hares have a lot of meat."
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Yan Funing opened the lid of the pot, put the oyster mushrooms in, and flipped it with a spoon: "To improve the freshness."
Wan Niang nodded: "Okay, we don't even have seasonings now, it's better to put the oyster mushrooms to improve the freshness." As he said that, he sighed, "This is not the way to live. How can people not eat?"
But now they don't even have rice or noodles.
If I am not too hungry at noon, it is because I have eaten the morning meal. It is dark now, and I am already so hungry that my chest is touching my back.
Yan Funing said: "I will take the remaining oyster mushrooms to the town and sell them tomorrow morning to see if I can exchange them for some rice noodles."
Wan Niang was delighted: "My daughter-in-law knows how to live a good life."
Not long after, Fu Beimo came back from fetching water and started washing the water tank as soon as he got to the kitchen.
Listening to the sounds of the four children busy in the kitchen, Wan Niang smiled happily.
The pheasant is relatively woody and has been cooked for a long time. By the time the meat is tender and tender, the sky has completely darkened.
Because we were really hungry, even if there was no seasoning in the chicken soup with mushrooms, the family still ate deliciously. The leftover steamed buns from lunch instantly tasted several times better.
With the sound of firecrackers coming from outside from time to time, this meal was quite cozy.
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Late at night, after a simple wash, the family went back to their rooms.
When Yan Funing returned to the room, Fu Ciyi was making the bed.
"Thank you for taking me in!" she whispered.
As if he thought her statement was wrong, Fu Ciyi raised his eyelids and glanced at her, but did not correct him.
Yan Funing said again: "I am the one who rejected your marriage. You did not tell your family about the wrong bride, so I have to thank you for this."
After a slight pause, she added: " It's not that I won't let you say..."
If he wants to say it, she can't stop him.
And she wanted to say it herself, but she just felt that she had to find a suitable time.
Her current goal is to make money.
It will take at least nearly two years for him to become a ruthless and ruthless powerful minister.
In the past two years, she tried her best to follow his hair and make more money.
When she has money, she will compensate him for his mental losses, and she can live a good life in this world.
Well, the best of both worlds!
Fu Ciyi didn't know what she was thinking, so he just said: "My mother and the others are kind, I won't say it, I just don't want them to be sad."
"Oh."
He changed the subject. : "There is only one bed, you sleep on the floor."
Yan Funing: "Huh?"
It's freezing cold, how dare he, a man, ask her to sleep on the floor?
Fu Ciyi didn't answer and sat directly on the bed.
Yan Funing walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid of the cold. Can I sleep on the bed?"
"Do you mean to share the bed with me?"
Fu Ciyi raised his eyes, and there were a few rays of scrutiny in his eyes, but soon there was no trace of confusion.
Yan Funing was startled. It seemed that it was not appropriate to let him sleep on the ground. After all, this was his home.
Thinking of this, she nodded: "Well, I sleep very well. I promise not to touch you, okay?"
Even if he had the heart and courage of a leopard, she would not dare to touch him.
(End of this chapter)