Chapter 11 Brothers Struggle
“Thank you, Mom, I like to eat noodles!” Yan Funing held Wan Niang’s arm obediently.
Wan Niang stretched out her other hand: "Ciyi, you also support my mother."
Fu Ciyi knew his mother's thoughts, but did not reveal them, and followed her: "Mom, walk slower."
Hu Ajing stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her heart suddenly filled with panic.
Fu Nan asked with a smile: "Since the Fu family and the Hu family are relatives, when my brother and sister-in-law got married, why didn't you go to the city to have a wedding banquet?"
Hu Ajing choked up when asked, but in fact it was her grandma who wanted to She married into the Hu family and had a falling out with her natal family.
How can she say it out loud?
This is not the yard that uncle and the others asked Grandma to look after. Grandma thought they were enjoying the blessings in the city and wanted to occupy it.
This is why I made up a story for the villagers.
"I, I'm busy, I don't have time to have a wedding banquet."
After saying a word, she stamped her feet and ran away.
Fu Beimo had just pulled out a piece of firewood and wanted to chase someone away, but he didn't expect the person to run away.
"It's boring, why did you run away?"
Fu Nanyao shouted at Hu Ajing's back: "Because she knows that our brother has a sister-in-law. She must be sad."
"It's a good thing to have a sister-in-law, why is she sad?"
"You don't understand."
Fu Nan entered the kitchen with a smile.
Fu Beimo poked the ground with firewood and muttered: "That woman is not a good one. Why don't I understand? I understand so well."
A pound of flour and water When kneading noodles, you can probably make one pound or four taels of noodles.
There are five people in the family, and the three women eat less. One pound and four ounces of noodles is just enough for the whole family to have a meal.
The hand-rolled noodles were cooked and served, and everyone ate them deliciously.
“The noodles made by my mother are so delicious!” Yan Funing praised sincerely.
It was like eating the hand-made noodles made by my mother. My nose suddenly became sour and I felt homesick.
“If you like it, go ahead and serve it. There is still something in the pot.” Wan Niang said, “If you can add an egg to it, the noodles will be more chewy and delicious.”
"I'm full." Yan Funing lowered her head and spoke with a hint of sobs in her voice.
Sensing something wrong in her voice, Fu Ciyi turned his head slightly, only to see her head half lowered, unable to see her expression.
Yan Funing quickly adjusted her condition, raised her head and said: "I went into the mountains in the afternoon and picked the remaining oyster mushrooms. I will go to town tomorrow to see if I can bring back some eggs."
"I just said the egg casually, kid, rest while the two brothers go into the mountains."
Wan Niang said and asked Fu Nanyao to accompany Yan Funing back to the room.
The aunt and sister-in-law came to sit down in the west room and talked about what they had seen in the town today.
We weren’t very familiar with each other after all. After a few words, we smiled at each other and couldn’t find anything else to talk about.
Yan Funing watched her slowly pressing the lame leg and asked softly: "Can I ask what's wrong with your leg?"
Fu Nanyao patted her leg and smiled helplessly. Said: "The bone is broken, and when it is reattached, it becomes like this."
Seeing that she was unwilling to say why she injured her leg, Yan Funing did not hesitate to ask more questions.
Fu Beimo's voice came from outside, shouting that he was going to the mountains.
After a while, he appeared at the door of the room and said to Yan Funing with a smile: "Sister-in-law, let's go into the mountain. We might see ants fighting today."
Fu Nanyao said in disgust. : "How can you take your sister-in-law to watch ants?"
Fu Beimo stuck out his tongue at her: "You don't want to watch with me." He turned his eyes and smiled at Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law is a nice person, but she will watch ants with me. . ”
She even praised him for his awesomeness.
My sister-in-law is the best sister-in-law in the world!
Fu Nanyao glared at Fu Beimo, stood up, and limped out of the house.
Yan Funing went to Wan Niang and said, "Mom, I still have to go into the mountains."
Wan Niang said, "You kid, you should have a rest after you went to town. "
"Last time when I was picking mushrooms, my husband went to catch pheasants. As for Beimo, I was afraid that he didn't know the way. "
Thinking that it was indeed easy to get lost in the deep mountains, and Bei Mo's mind was like a child's, Wan Niang agreed to let her go.
The three of them entered the mountain together again.
It was rare that his sister-in-law persuaded his mother to follow him into the mountains. Fu Beimo jumped for joy all the way, jumping left and right beside Yan Funing.
Seeing that she was carrying a backpack, he naturally took the backpack from her back and put it on his shoulders. Fu Ciyi was still walking in front. When he turned around and saw his younger brother's behavior, he frowned.
The empty basket was actually not heavy, but my shoulders were injured from carrying the oyster mushrooms to town. At this moment, Yan Funing felt relieved with a light shoulder.
“Thank you Beimo!”
Her voice was delicate and soft.
Fu Ciyi's deep eyes were filled with a layer of disgust.
This woman who crushed his pride and self-esteem inch by inch, even her voice was so annoying.
Fu Beimo smiled even more happily and made up his mind that when he picked the oyster mushrooms, he would carry them home.
After walking for a long time, we finally arrived at the place where we picked mushrooms yesterday.
Fu Ciyi said: "Today may take a little longer, so don't run around."
Throwing a word, turned and left.
Fu Beimo put down his backpack and picked mushrooms with Yan Funing.
In a short while, all the oyster mushrooms on the dead wood were picked.
Fu Beimo patted the dirt on his hands: "Sister-in-law, there were more yesterday, but less today."
Yan Funing frowned when she looked at the oyster mushrooms that only took up half of the basket on her back.
When they left yesterday, there were still quite a few, enough to fill a basket, and there could be more.
But today there is suddenly a lot less.
"It's probably been picked by someone."
Fu Beimo said angrily: "Who is it?"
Yan Funing said calmly: "When I went home yesterday, many villagers saw it."
As the saying goes, if you rely on the sea to eat the sea, if you rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, the villagers naturally understand that these wild oyster mushrooms are edible.
Edible fungi are rarely seen on the hills near the village. They are usually picked as soon as they grow.
Yesterday they saw her carrying a full basket, and it would be strange not to envy her.
If there is no nearby hilltop, they will go deep into the mountains to look for it.
This was picked off.
Fu Beimo cursed: "They are so bad!"
Yan Funing said: "Let's search nearby."
However, the uncle and sister-in-law walked around in a large circle and only picked a few wild mushrooms here and there.
Looking at the dull-colored wild shiitake mushrooms, Fu Beimo was very unhappy: "Ugly!"
Yan Funing smiled: "These are shiitake mushrooms. After they are dried, they have a stronger fragrance and are used for stew. The chicken tastes very good.”
“Okay.”
Fu Beimo and Yan Funing returned to the dead tree to wait for Fu Ciyi.
After waiting for a long time, no one was seen, so Fu Beimo looked for ants on the ground.
Yan Funing stood on the top of the mountain, looking around.
I saw a bamboo forest in the distance and wondered if I could dig winter bamboo shoots and take a look when I have time.
After waiting for another two-quarters of an hour, Fu Ciyi finally came back.
This time he shot two pheasants and a hare.
Fu Beimo's eyes lit up: "Brother is awesome!"
Fu Ciyi carried two pheasants and a hare together and reached out to grab the basket.
But Fu Beimo took the lead.
"When I came, I carried it; when I go back, it's up to me!" He was clearly smiling just now, but now he suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I carry the basket, and my sister-in-law will say thank you to me. "
When Yan Funing heard this, she couldn't help but smile: "Thank you Beimo! "
Fu Beimo smiled proudly.
Fu Ciyi silently withdrew his hand. He was sick, so he went to help her carry the basket.
He carried her all the way back to town and didn’t hear her say thank you.
(End of this chapter)