Chapter 19 Quick Talk
A few days later, the snow began to clear and the sun was bright.
The white snow reflects the sun and dazzles people's eyes.
Yan Funing suffered from the cold, and Wan Niang was very worried.
It has been snowing for several days and the snow is too thick. There is no doctor in the village, and due to the Chinese New Year, the town's medical clinic is closed and unable to provide treatment.
Today, she sat in the main room early, keeping her ears open to pay attention to the movements in the west wing.
The strange thing is that the eldest son always gets up early, why hasn’t he gotten up yet today?
My daughter-in-law is feeling unwell and should sleep more.
When confused, Wan Niang wanted to ask her younger son to ask.
On second thought, the young couple was asleep and it would be inappropriate for anyone to call the door, so I waited patiently.
Finally the door opened.
Wan Niang shouted: "Ciyi, come here quickly."
Fu Ciyi was about to go to the kitchen when he heard his mother calling him, so he went over.
Wan Niang took her eldest son's arm and whispered: "Fu Ning is not feeling well. You can't think of consummating the marriage at this time."
Fu Ciyi was startled: "Mother , what are you talking about? My son doesn’t think about it at all!”
How could he have that kind of thoughts about her?
Unless he is crazy!
When Wan Niang heard this, she slapped him hard on the back.
“Why did you hit me?”
“It’s wrong not to want to.”
"You'd better sit down and let your son cook the food for the morning."
After saying that, he went to the kitchen.
Yan Funing has already gotten up at this moment and has been lying down for several days. The fever in her body has dropped a lot today.
Fu Beimo was playing with making a snowman in the courtyard when he caught a glimpse of her and called happily: "Sister-in-law."
Yan Funing waved her hand to him, and Fu Beimo pinched a snowball and threw it at her. Throw it.
She raised her hand and grabbed it easily.
"Sister-in-law, come out and play." He extended an invitation.
Unlike my sister, she only knows how to hide. I asked her to pick it up three steps away, but she couldn't pick it up.
My sister-in-law is still awesome, she really deserves to be his sister-in-law!
Wan Niang stopped her: "Funing, you are cold and can't blow the wind."
Yan Funing responded and looked at Fu Beimo apologetically: "I'm right at the door, watching you play."
Fu Beimo was not annoyed and went to Yan Funing to play in the snow with a shovel.
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A few days later, Wan Niang gave the land deed she found to Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing.
“Look, is it a land deed?”
Fu Ciyi nodded: "It's a field deed."
"That's right, the address is written on it. When the snow melts, you can go and have a look at your own fields." Wan Niang smiled, "Whatever you want to plant, All is fine."
Yan Funing said: "Plant vegetables and food first."
Wan Niang nodded: "Okay."
There was a hum from the door of the east wing.
During this period, Fu Nanyao would not appear wherever Yan Funing was.
Even if she hasn't eaten yet, she doesn't come to her.
Wan Niang shook her head and said to Yan Funing: "She has this temper, don't worry about her."
Yan Funing said: "Mom, I don't worry about her."
< br>Fu Nanyao should be angry, but she was not annoyed at all.
But these words were particularly harsh to Fu Nanyao's ears.
It was obvious that she had withdrawn from her brother's marriage, and now she is pretending to be a good person.
Thinking of the fact that she once scolded her for being lame and unable to find her husband's family, she would definitely dominate her parents' family in the future. She would not marry a girl like this.
Fu Nanyao was so angry that she was shaking all over.
It would be best if her brother divorces her immediately so that she can relieve her anger.
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The weather is cold, the snow does not melt, and the ground where the snow has been removed is frozen.
Fu Ciyi and Fu Beimo cleared the ice on the walkway in the courtyard, and also cleared the path from the courtyard entrance to the river.
Wan Niang knew that Yan Funing liked to eat the hand-made noodles she made, so she took Fu Nanyao to roll the noodles in the stove and prepared them for lunch. Hearing that the noodles were specially made for Yan Funing, Fu Nanyao was furious.
While his brother was away and his mother was in the kitchen, Fu Nanyao went to Yan Funing.
"Hey, I'm telling you, you are not allowed to eat the noodles made by my mother!"
Yan Funing was sitting at the window, looking at the snowy scenery all over the mountains and plains.
Seeing Fu Nanyao's angry face, she looked back at her calmly.
“Wheat flour and eggs, which one didn’t I buy with money?”
Fu Nanyao choked and said after a moment: "If you have the guts, don't eat it. You scolded our family and withdrew my brother's marriage, so you don't deserve to eat it!"
Yan Funing smiled lightly.
"Now I buy all the food at home, and spend the money I earn. I haven't touched what your brother earned. You told me not to eat, but I insist on eating." She said slowly Xu said, "I'm not as stingy as you. If you want to eat, you can eat it. I won't deny it to you." After scolding him back, why should she be so humble?
Fu Nanyao’s face turned red with anger: “You!”
Yan Funing added: "It's okay to eat the ribs secretly, but I don't know who said it was for dogs to eat before."
Fu Nan's slender index finger trembled, pointing at Yan Funing's hibiscus noodles, and she was stunned.
"You have sharp teeth and a sharp tongue. Even if my brother marries you, he won't like you."
"Yes, I don't want him to like me either, I told him Divorcing his wife, he refused to let her go." Yan Funing smiled, her eyes sparkling, and her smile was particularly bright. "Do you think he has liked me a long time ago? After all, I am pretty good-looking."
Fu Nanyao finally realized what he had seen, and was so angry that his heart heaved violently.
"You, you are so shameless!"
After scolding her, she wanted to run back to the kitchen.
I turned around and saw my brother coming, and asked hurriedly: "Brother, look at her, have you heard everything? She is such a thing, do you really like her?"
Fu Ciyi didn't In reply, he just said lightly: "You can't quarrel with her."
Just as he was quick to express his words, he raised his eyes and saw someone, and Yan Funing's smile disappeared.
Fu Nanyao saw the change in her expression, seemed to be angry, and returned to the kitchen with a snort.
Fu Ciyi passed by the door and said coldly: "It is a good thing to be self-aware, but if it is too much, it becomes arrogance."
Like her?
Unless there is a hole in his head!
Yan Funing bit her inner lip and said she couldn't comment behind someone's back.
Now it’s better, I’m so embarrassed!
There are firecrackers ringing outside from time to time.
While everyone in the village was busy celebrating the New Year and visiting relatives, their home was much deserted.
With the continuous snow and ice weather, there is not much food at home, so we can only eat sparingly.
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A few days later, most of the snow finally melted away.
Early in the morning, Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo to help carry a basket of winter bamboo shoots to the entrance of the village, and paid five cents to the driver Li.
"Beimo, go back and tell your mother that I'm going to town."
Fu Beimo tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Sister-in-law, come back and buy some candies, okay?"
"Candy?"
"Yes."
Yan Funing smiled and nodded: "Okay."
The driver Li greeted other villagers to get on the bus. Seeing that the uncle and sister-in-law were still talking, he shouted: "Girl, get in quickly." Car, we’re leaving.”
“Here it comes.”
As soon as Yan Funing got in the car and sat down, she saw someone carrying three pheasants.
The pheasant's legs and feet were tied, its wings were flapping straight, and its feathers were flying around.
A lot of it stuck to his hair.
The originally handsome appearance suddenly looked a bit funny.
The driver Li smiled and said: "It's really strange that you couple are separated."
Fu Ciyi took out five copper plates and gave them to the driver Li, and tied three pheasants to the crossbar of the oxcart. , and sat next to Yan Funing without saying a word.
(End of this chapter)