Chapter 71 Curvy
The couple walked towards home.
Yan Funing said: "It's probably worth the hard work all morning. We'll just have to wait for the news from Li Zheng, Fu Ciyi, don't you think so?"
When he and Li Zheng separated just now, he He said that the follow-up situation of the students returning to the village school will be communicated in time.
Fu Ciyi slowly pinched his wrist with a calm expression.
She calls him "husband" in front of others, and by his full name behind others.
I can tell the difference clearly.
Seeing that he was silent, Yan Funing asked again: "I have been standing writing for a long time, holding my wrist up all the time. Can't you teach me how to read and write today?"
Fu Ciyi She smiled helplessly and said coldly: "Copy in the afternoon. If I have time in the evening, I will teach you how to write your name first."
"Okay." She said, "I learn very quickly."
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Fu Ciyi smiled but said nothing. Yan Funing had a lot of strokes before and after the three characters. I wonder if she will retreat in spite of the difficulties.
While walking, Yan Funing suddenly stopped.
Fu Ciyi looked back at her. They were walking side by side just now. Why did she seem to have been cast a soul-fixing spell at this moment?
“Why are you not moving?”
Yan Funing smiled awkwardly: “I...”
She made a splash and didn't dare to move at the moment.
After all, the ancient menstrual bags were not as useful as the modern ones, and she was afraid of leakage.
Fu Ciyi walked back to her: "Your legs are numb?"
Yan Funing shook her head: "No."
She waved to him, indicating that he would The ears are attached.
Fu Ciyi looked around, asking him to take the initiative to approach her, which was quite difficult.
Fortunately there are not many pedestrians on the road at the moment.
I hesitated in my mind before I lowered my head and put my ear to her face.
Yan Funing raised her hand to cover her lips and said in a very soft voice: "Please help me see if there is any leakage from behind me?"
Fu Ciyi finally understood why she Not moving anymore.
At the same time, a thin layer of red appeared on his handsome face.
How could this woman ask him to see this?
He is a man!
No matter how reluctant, no matter how embarrassed, no matter how embarrassed, he still walked behind her and took a look.
A quick glance.
What's even more terrible is that, with just one glance, a gust of wind blew, and the skirt of the skirt hugged her figure, and her waist and hips were clearly defined.
The waist is slender, the curves are exquisite and graceful.
This picture is already imprinted in my mind.
“No.”
He strode forward, not wanting her to notice anything unusual on his face.
Yan Funing let out a long breath and walked cautiously.
I have been standing for a long time, but now I am moving around and I feel more active.
When the couple got home, Fu Beimo had already returned from playing and was lighting a fire in the kitchen, while Wan Niang and Fu Nanyao were cooking.
Not long after, the food was cooked and Wan Niang invited everyone to eat.
"The fried tofu and roast meat were heated up. Bei Mo went to the ground and pulled a cabbage, and Nan Yao simply cooked a bowl of vegetable soup. Ci Yi and Funing have worked hard, please eat more."< br>
Yan Funing said: "It's not hard for me. It's hard work for my husband to write all morning."
Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly when he heard the voice.
How did she achieve such a smooth call?
After the meal, the couple returned to their room.
One person is copying books, and the other is sewing, while waiting for news from Li Zheng.
When dusk was about to fall, Li Zheng finally arrived.
The other person was still outside the fence, and the voice had already come in: "Master, good news, there are many schoolchildren, and they have all returned to the village school."
Fu Ciyi got up and left the west wing. : "Well, it's hard work."
Li Zheng waved his hand: "It's all what I should do, Master, it's the hard work." After saying that, he stepped outside, "It's not early, I don't It’s time to go home. Then ask Master Twenty-One to teach in the village school!”
Fu Ciyi nodded and watched him leave.
Feeling that it was time for dinner, Yan Funing left the west wing and went to the kitchen. Unexpectedly, she was kicked out by her mother-in-law.
“Go back to your room and have a rest, be good.”
Yan Funing smiled and said, “Okay, I’ll wait to eat.”
Wan Niang nodded: “Well, Although what we cook is not as delicious as what you cook, it is much more delicious than what Ci Yi makes."
Yan Funing chuckled.
At this time, Fu Nanyao came over with a spatula and asked her: "You have been sewing clothes all afternoon. How is it?" Yan Funing said: "I will sew for a few more days and it should be ready."
Fu Nanyao nodded: "Okay, then you can wear it and show it to me."
Yan Funing asked: "Where is your outfit?"
Fu Nanyao took a sip. Lip: "I haven't done that set yet, I want to see your results first."
This afternoon, she has been making her brother's gown.
My elder brother is tall, which costs money on fabrics and stitches.
She had to work day and night these past few days so that her brother could put it on as soon as possible.
Yan Funing didn't think much about it. She just said that Fu Nanyao still couldn't accept the skirt with two colors put together and wanted to see her wear it first.
After saying a few more words, Yan Funing went to the courtyard and reached out to touch the sheets that had been dried in the morning.
It's still damp.
It seems that there are no sheets to hang up at night.
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It’s night.
Fu Ciyi copied for another hour.
Feeling that the number of pages she had copied today was enough, she put down her pen, looked sideways at Yan Funing who was still sewing, and asked her: "Do you still want to learn?"
Yan Funing put down the fabric and said happily: "Is that all right?"
"Well, come here."
Fu Ciyi took out a piece of rice paper and spread it out.
Yan Fu gathered her needle and thread, stood beside him, and watched him write her name on the paper.
"There are many strokes, you should recognize them first."
He put down his pen.
“Can I try to write?”
Fu Ciyi raised his hand: “Okay.”
Yan Funing squeezed the pen. She had never written calligraphy in modern times. This was her first time writing with a brush, and she was really nervous for a while.
Fu Ciyi saw the tip of her pen dangling, raised his hand to steady the pen holder in her hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Steady hand."
Steady hand?
Yan Funing thought, this is easy to handle.
Just think of the pen as a scalpel.
In just a moment, her hand stabilized.
Fu Ciyi nodded happily: "Put the pen down."
Yan Funing looked at him: "Would you like to write horizontally and vertically first, starting from here?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll write yours tonight. As for the name, feel free to follow the description." He said warmly, "I will start studying systematically tomorrow."
The only difference between the traditional and simplified Chinese characters for Yan Funing is "Yan", and the difference is not big.
She learned to write by hand, but actually she could write very quickly.
Since I can't write calligraphy with a brush, I can't say whether there is a sharp edge when writing, but the shape is still there.
Fu Ciyi was surprised: "You can write your own name, right?"
Yan Funing smiled: "You must be able to write your own name, right?"
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Fu Ciyi nodded slightly: "In this case, you can write horizontally first, and write horizontally at least five hundred times a day."
The corners of Yan Funing's lips twitched: "Five hundred times?"
"Too few? Then a thousand times."
"No."
"Too much, huh?"
"No, it's a waste of paper." She said playfully Smiling, "I just know how to write and I don't want to be a calligrapher."
"You are the first person I teach, and I have the responsibility to teach you well."
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"Ah?"
Yan Funing frowned, and was she forced to learn to be a calligrapher?
Fu Ciyi did not continue this topic and only said: "It's late, go to bed."
Yan Funing put away the clothes that had not been sewn and pursed her lips: "But The sheets are not dry and the bed cannot be separated."
"Yan Funing, what do you think I can do to you in your current situation?"
His voice was thin and faint in the night.
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