Chapter 66: Help her knead her
She was so delicate that she seemed to be broken into pieces by him.
It’s not easy to use force at all.
Fu Ciyi squeezed the sheet's hand tightly, much stronger than before.
When Yan Funing saw this: "Don't twist it, don't twist it, the sheets will break if you twist them any more."
Only then did Fu Ciyi stop, his throat felt inexplicably itchy.
He coughed.
Put the sheets back into the tub and bend down to pick them up.
Yan Funing stretched out her hand to take it: "I'll do it."
Fu Ciyi stared at her for a while, as if telling squeamish people not to show off.
Yan Funing retracted her hand.
The two of them went home and dried their dresses and sheets, and Wan Niang just finished cooking the noodles.
A family of five is sitting in the main room eating the morning meal.
Fu Beimo said: "Mom said that my sister-in-law is not feeling well and cannot go to town today. Is that true?"
Yan Funing nodded: "Let's go in a few days."
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"But I haven't bought the food box for my brother yet." Fu Beimo said, and whispered to Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law, why are you uncomfortable?"
How can sister-in-law be uncomfortable?
My brother must have failed to take good care of his sister-in-law.
Wan Niang laughed helplessly: "You can't ask."
Fu Beimo was dissatisfied: "Why can't I ask?"
Wan Niang: "You are a man."
"What about my brother? He is also a man. Can't he ask me?"
"That's different. Your brother and sister-in-law are husband and wife."
Fu Beimo muttered: "I heard from the villagers that couples would whisper under the covers and fight."
As he spoke, he angrily yelled at his brother: "Brother, are you under the covers? Did you hit your sister-in-law?”
The whole family was embarrassed.
Only Fu Beimo looked angry.
It’s all his brother’s fault for making his sister-in-law uncomfortable and preventing him from going to town with her.
Having finished eating the candies and sugar-roasted chestnuts, he couldn't keep up with the snacks.
Wan Niang couldn’t laugh or cry: “Who did you listen to?”
"A young man who is about the same age as me is not taller than me." Fu Beimo said unhappily, "They seem to understand very well, but I don't understand, so I was laughed at."
Fu Ciyi sank. Face: "Don't interact with others in the future."
Fu Beimo took a big mouthful of noodles, his mouth full, and seemed a little slurred: "You and your sister-in-law don't let me play with you, so I can only find someone to play with." "Let others play."
He was very aggrieved.
Fu Nanyao couldn't interrupt at this moment.
Her menstruation comes early, so she is relatively precocious.
What her brother said at this moment made her blush, so she had to lower her head and eat the noodles.
Also eating noodles with his head down was Yan Funing.
It was embarrassing enough to wake up this morning, but now what Bei Mo said...
If she were a real couple with someone, she would definitely blush.
Fortunately, the relationship was only temporary, so she could still eat noodles calmly.
It seems that sometimes being too naive is not a problem!
When these few days pass, she has to go find Tong Cheng and ask if she can make a set of silver needles.
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After breakfast, Fu Ciyi went back to his room to copy some books.
Wan Niang refused to let Yan Funing wash the dishes and drove her back to her room to rest.
The couple returned to the room together.
Not long after, Fu Nanyao came over and knocked on the door of the west wing, and said to Yan Funing: "Do you want me to teach you how to sew?"
"Yes." Yan Funing felt that she was too idle, "It's a good time to sew clothes these days."
Fu Nanyao walked in the door and said frankly: "How can you get started so quickly? I'll teach you stitching. If you really want to sew, you have to practice on rags first. ”
She put the cut rags on the bed and took out her sewing kit.
"Sit down quickly." Yan Funing patted the bed and asked her to sit on the edge of the bed.
Fu Nanyao glanced at his brother's back and saw that he had no objection, so he sat down.
Take the needle and thread from the sewing kit and thread the eye of the needle.
"Usually use threads of whatever color the fabric is. If you can't find the same color, use similar colors instead." After threading the needle and thread, she tied a knot at the end, " You watch me sew now.”
Yan Funing nodded and leaned her head over to take a closer look.
After a while, Fu Nanyao asked her: "Do you know it?" Yan Funing stretched out her hand: "I'll give it a try."
Fu Nanyao frowned: "If you don't know how, , just say it. "
Could it be that she was afraid that her brother would dislike it, so she said to give it a try so quickly?
Yan Funing took the rag from Fu Nanyao's hand: "Try on the rag, it'll be fine."
Fu Nan said quickly: "If it pricks your hand, don't cry."
"Uh. ?”
Yan Funing looked at her.
Fu Nan lowered her eyes and muttered: "You are very delicate. You burned your hand last time and almost cried. If you prick your finger now, you can't rely on me."
Yan Funing sighed. More than one person said that she was squeamish today.
She is a bit squeamish.
Someone said she was squeamish, and she sounded unhappy.
But when Fu Nanyao said she was squeamish, she wanted to laugh.
"I blame you." She couldn't help laughing, "I blame you for not teaching me well."
Fu Nanyao: "You are arrogant."
Yan Funing: "There are only masters who don't teach well, and there are no students who can't teach well."
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi paused and almost almost Wrong wording.
Why did he listen? Did she mean something?
Yesterday she asked him to teach her a few words, but he declined because he was afraid of hurting her self-esteem.
Although she was speaking to Nan Yao today, her meaning was very clear.
She is also talking about him.
Yan Funing pinched the needle and thread and began to sew on the rags with a very steady hand.
Not only that, the stitches are fine and the spacing of each stitch is the same.
Fu Nanyao was stunned: "You really don't know how to be a female celebrity?"
Yan Funing said calmly: "Yes, this is my first time sewing a piece of cloth."
The expression on his face was serious as Fu Nanyao had never seen before.
Fu Nanyao couldn't help but curse, why did she sew a piece of cloth and look so inexplicably respectful?
Yan Fu sewed for a while, looked at it carefully, and then nodded.
In a moment, she realized that she was not in a medical class, but in an ancient farmhouse.
Then he smiled and showed the stitches on the cloth to Fu Nanyao: "What do you think?"
"Your skills can match those of an old sewing master who has been working for more than ten years."
Fu Nanyao has never done anything like this. I have seen such a genius.
I think she learned female beauty when she was young, and initially she had a lot of holes in her fingers.
The Yan Funing in front of her made her ashamed the first time she started.
Yan Funing said: "Nvhong has many stitches, you can teach me one by one."
The stitches for skin suturing are very different from Nvhong. She can sew well now only because of her steady hands.
People who study medicine have steadier hands than ordinary people.
After studying medicine for several years, I am naturally far better than ordinary people.
What's more, she grew up in a family of Chinese medicine practitioners and has a steadier hand than the average medical student.
Then, as long as Fu Nanyao demonstrated the acupuncture technique once, Yan Funing could quickly get started.
Fu Nanyao sighed: "I can't teach you anymore."
As he said that, he showed his brother the stitches on a few rags.
Fu Ciyi glanced at them lightly. He had heard everything they said just now, but he didn't express his opinion.
Seeing that the stitches were delicate and steady at this moment, he couldn't help but take a deep look at Yan Funing.
At this moment, Yan Funing frowned and pressed her belly with both hands.
Seeing this, Fu Ciyi asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Funing leaned against the bedside in pain and said with a trembling voice: "I have a stomachache."
Fu Nanyao was puzzled: "It didn't hurt in the morning, why does it hurt now?" Seeing that Yan Funing was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, she said again, "Brother, rub your sister-in-law's belly! I'll call my mother."< br>
Fu Ciyi was dumbfounded, was he rubbing her belly?
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