Shortly after the two returned home, they saw the Hu family carrying dead wood and swaggering past their door.
Fu Beimo saw it and was so angry that he wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by Yan Funing.
“Sister-in-law, that wood is where we pick mushrooms.”
He recognized it and there was no mistake.
Yan Funing said: "They treat rotten wood as treasure. After a while, they will have to find a place to throw it away."
Fu Beimo looked at the oyster mushrooms in the basket and said sadly: "We won't have to pick anymore."
"Even if there are more oyster mushrooms growing on the wood, there won't be many oyster mushrooms."
Yan Funing took out the oranges from the basket on her back.
Because he had put it together with the oyster mushrooms, he rinsed it with water. He peeled the orange open with his slender fingers and gave half of it to Fu Beimo: "Eat it."
Half of an orange, Fu Beimo Eaten in two bites.
Fu Ciyi, who was washing his hands slowly on the side: "..."
Who said you wanted to eat oranges with him?
Two oranges were brought out and one was given to the old man. She actually gave half of the remaining one to Bei Mo.
Bei Mo is his biological brother, so he barely cares about it.
At this moment, Yan Funing divided the remaining half of the orange into two parts and placed one part in his palm.
Fu Ciyi was startled.
Yan Funing quickly ate her portion and raised her eyebrows: "Why is it so sour?"
"Is it sour?" Fu Ciyi slowly broke off a piece and ate it.
It's sweet and not sour at all.
Fu Beimo nodded honestly: "It's quite sour."
As long as it is given by his sister-in-law, he will eat it no matter how sour it is.
Yan Funing took an apple, and Fu Nanyao walked into the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law, I have already sewn the practice pants and put them on the bed in the west wing. You can try them when you have time."
"Sew them so fast?"
Yan Funing washes I picked up the apple, cut it twice, and gave a piece to Fu Nanyao first.
Fu Nanyao pinched the apple and took a bite: "The pants only have a few threads, so they were sewn very quickly."
Yan Funing nodded, gave Fu Ciyi and Fu Beimo each a piece of apple, and ate the remaining piece for herself.
"The orange is too sour, I have to neutralize it."
Someone actually said that orange was sweet.
After eating the apple, Yan Funing returned to her room.
A pair of ultramarine exercise pants was placed on the bed. The waist and legs of the pants had ties to tighten them.
I have to say that Fu Nanyao's tailoring skills are really good. She only made a few scribbles before she made it.
Then he took the pants back to the kitchen and showed them to Fu Nanyao.
“The length is just right, it’s the style I want.”
Fu Nanyao observed her expression carefully: “Sister-in-law, do you like this color?”
Yan Funing looked down at the pants and said in a sweet voice, "I like it."
She picked the colors of the five pieces of cloth, so naturally she liked them.
Fu Nan said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, go put it on quickly and let us have a look."
Yan Funing nodded and went back to the room to try it on.
In the kitchen, Fu Nanyao said to his brother, "Did you hear me? My sister-in-law likes the color of your robe."
It means something.
Fu Ciyi remained silent.
Fu Beimo interrupted: "Where is my blue robe?"
Fu Nanyao said impatiently: "I'll make it tomorrow."
Fu Beimo was dissatisfied: "I still need more. Tomorrow? Round face, you have to speed up, I want to wear the same color clothes as my sister-in-law to practice.”
Fu Nan's slender eyebrows tightened, and she tried to pull the corner of Fu Beimo's mouth: "You scolded me for having a round face, and you have the nerve to ask me to speed up my hand?"
Dragon and phoenix twins have been like this since childhood, and Fu Ciyi has long been accustomed to it. Yan Funing came back, saw the commotion in the kitchen, and whispered: "Are you still looking at my pants?"
The two people who were fighting stopped hearing the sound, and looked at Yan Funing with their brother .
In front of her, she has a slender waist, standing upright like a slender figure.
Because the trouser legs are large, they look like a skirt at first glance, but they are quite comfortable to move around.
Fu Nanyao clapped her hands: "Not bad, not bad, my craftsmanship is really good."
Fu Beimo also clapped his hands: "That's my sister-in-law who looks good in anything she wears."
Yan Funing looked towards Fu Ciyi: "Husband, can my pants be worn for horse walking?"
Fu Ciyi nodded slightly: "It's probably okay."
In fact, early in the morning, he saw that her clothes were tight and not suitable for practicing martial arts, and now he thought that the skirt was not suitable for horse walking.
Yan Funing raised her hand to invite her: "Go to the courtyard and ask for your guidance!"
She wanted to make up for what she had not practiced this morning.
"Sister-in-law, I can also teach you."
Fu Beimo left the kitchen first and took a stance at the door of the hall.
Fu Nanyao had trouble with her legs and feet, and she didn’t like to practice martial arts, so she stayed in the kitchen washing rice and washing vegetables.
Fu Ciyi stepped into the courtyard and raised his hand a few feet away from Fu Beimo, motioning for Yan Funing to stand there.
Yan Funing obediently stood up at the place he designated.
Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Put your feet apart, slightly wider than shoulder width, bend your knees and squat down."
Yan Funing did as he asked.
Fu Ciyi said again: "Look straight ahead, palms facing inward."
Yan Funing only stood for a moment before she felt her legs begin to tremble.
Of course, I wanted to learn kung fu myself, and I had to persevere no matter what, so I gritted my teeth.
Fu Ciyi looked at Fu Beimo's posture and nodded happily. When he walked to Yan Funing, he frowned slightly.
The girl in front of him had her legs shaking, but she still persisted, making him unable to bear to expose her.
But there was something wrong with her posture, so he walked behind her and gently touched her back with his fingers: "Keep your body neutral, this will save a lot of effort."
Hearing this , Yan Funing straightened her back.
As she moved, her waist became more and more slender, not even tight.
The new trousers are different from the skirts after all, the fabric fits the body curves better.
Fu Ciyi calmly moved his eyes away, but the image of a waist as a waist and a hip as a hip was burned into his mind.
He walked up to her, and his eyes accidentally fell on her upturned breasts.
Can’t be taught!
It really can’t be taught!
Fu Ciyi closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows, and took a straight stick from the woodshed.
Then he walked quickly to Fu Beimo and said in a cold voice: "Raise your arms and keep your legs stable. You still want to teach others how to do this?"
If Fu Beimo was slightly dissatisfied, he would tap him with a stick.
Although it didn't hurt, his brother's expression was serious. When the stick came down, Fu Beimo began to sweat.
He didn’t know when his brother would really fight.
If it is really beaten down, it will be very painful!
Yan Funing saw that Fu Beimo was scolded by someone even though he was excellent at horse-stepping. In her situation, she was probably about to be beaten, so she bit her lower lip desperately.
Fu Beimo didn't know why his brother was like this, so he complained softly: "Brother, didn't I practice well?"
"Practice well?" Fu Ciyi picked up two from the kitchen Fu Beimo was asked to carry the empty bucket left and right, "Complain again and add water to the bucket."
Fu Beimo had no choice but to pick up the bucket obediently. After a while, he began to exhale.
At this moment, Wan Niang groped her way out of the east wing. She heard the noise and asked, "What is Beimo doing?"
Fu Beimo seemed to have seen a savior: "Mom, my brother bullied me for no reason. He not only bullied me, but also bullied my sister-in-law. The two of us are doing well, but my brother is not satisfied."
Yan Funing is really Unable to hold on anymore, she discussed with Fu Ciyi: "Can I practice again before going to bed?"
She was so tired that she wanted to lie down. (End of this chapter)