Chapter 97: Hug by your side
Fu Ciyi looked cold.
Does she want to practice before going to bed or in the room?
He still wanted to have a good sleep, so he said coolly: "I will burn half a stick of incense for another hour."
Wan Niang always felt that what her eldest son said was reasonable when it came to practicing martial arts, so she He opened his mouth to persuade: "Beimo, Funing, you are right to listen to Ciyi."
Fu Beimo could only tremble his arms, Yan Funing trembled her legs, and the two of them continued to walk obediently.
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The next day, the sky just turned white and the morning light shimmered.
Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing, Fu Beimo and Ali to run along the river.
Although most of the villagers were not up at the moment, there were still some early risers washing their hands by the river.
The driver Li happened to wash his face, picked up two large buckets of water and got up, when he met Fu Ciyi and others running.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Ali gasped and said, "Master said this is a warm-up. When the warm-up is completed, you will jump into the horse stride. The horse stride is stable. , Master will teach us Kung Fu."
Driver Li looked at Fu Ciyi in disbelief: "Master knows Kung Fu?"
Fu Beimo said proudly: "My brother is very good at Kung Fu. ”
Driver Li nodded, but he didn't quite believe it.
"Then you run slowly, my mother is still waiting for me to carry water."
After saying this, the driver Li walked steadily to his house at the entrance of the village.
As he walked, he cursed, the master had red lips and white teeth, and although he was a little taller than him...
But at a glance, he was just a good-looking scholar.
He didn't believe he knew kung fu.
Fu Ciyi ran back to the yard with Yan Funing and the others.
In order to prevent Fu Beimo and Ali from seeing Yan Funing's stance, he ordered the two and a half-year-old teenagers to turn around and face the direction of the fence gate, while Yan Funing faced the direction of the main room.
At this moment, Fu Nanyao was making breakfast in the kitchen. She just cooked vegetables and rice, so she could do it alone.
Fu Ciyi took advantage of this time to go back to his room and write.
As long as Fu Ciyi was not in the courtyard, the two and a half-year-old teenagers started chatting.
Fu Beimo: "Li, who is driving the car, doesn't believe that my brother is good at martial arts."
Ali: "I can see it too. If you don't believe me, I will pull him down."
Yan Funing's back was turned to them Asked: "Brother Li, he said his name is Driver Li, and people in the village also call him that. What is his real name?"
Ali laughed out loud: "He dare not say his real name."
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Fu Beimo was also curious, so he repeated Yan Funing's question: "What's his real name?"
Ali smiled and replied: "Li Agou, that's what his mother named him. When Li Agou grew up, he I feel that my name is embarrassing and I won’t let anyone call me. He is big and no one can beat him. As time goes by, no one dares to call him in person.”
Yan Funing said: "It's easy to make a living by taking a cheap name. That's probably what his mother meant."
There was chattering in the yard, Fu Ciyi looked across the window sill, and said in a cold voice: "Fu Beimo's Ali adds one stick of incense, and Yan Funing adds half Sticks of incense.”
The three people standing in a hurry immediately fell silent.
The courtyard fell silent.
Soon, the half-stick of incense time passed, and another half-stick of incense passed.
Wan Niang called Ali to eat with her.
Ali consciously helped to get the dishes and chopsticks.
After dinner, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing prepared to go into the mountain.
Fu Beimo acted coquettishly at Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, I want to go too."
Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi and said softly: "Why don't you let Beimo go together?"
Fu Ciyi He muttered: "There is no firewood at home. Beimo and Ali are going to the mountains to collect firewood this time."
The two and a half-year-old boys jumped up when they heard that they could go together.
Not long after, the four set off.
There was no firewood to collect on the hills near their home, so the four of them walked deep into the mountains.
Fu Beimo picked up broken branches on the ground, while Ali took a hatchet to chop wood. Fu Ciyi took out the rope from his backpack and threw it on the ground: "When there is enough firewood, you can carry it down the mountain."
Ali stopped the movement of the hatchet: "Master, Are you going to separate from us here?"
"Yes, we have to go to the deep mountains and forests," Fu Ciyi said in a cold voice, "You carry firewood down the mountain, and don't delay on the way."
Fu Beimo finally came to his senses and complained in a low voice: "I still don't have to be with my sister-in-law."
Yan Funing comforted with a smile: "I will go to the town tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and take you with me."
Fu Beimo just now I was happy and waved to my brother and sister-in-law.
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Half an hour later, Fu Beimo and Ali each picked up two bundles of firewood and went back.
The collected firewood is brittle and easy to break when burning, so put it directly into the woodshed.
The firewood Ali chopped was thick and thick, almost as thick as a man’s arm. It was difficult to ignite the firewood, so he chopped it diligently with a hatchet.
Fu Nanyao saw that he was working quickly and poured him some water.
Ali took the bowl and turned red while drinking water.
Fu Nanyao didn't see it and asked Fu Beimo to put the chopped firewood neatly.
When the sun sets, the sky suddenly becomes gloomy.
Fu Nanyao hurriedly went to the courtyard to collect her clothes and turned to ask her mother, "Mom, is it going to rain? The sky looks like it's going to rain, and the wind is getting stronger."
Wan Niang felt the wind with her face and noticed some moisture in the wind. She said, "It's going to rain, and it's still raining heavily. Ci Yi and Funing haven't come back yet. What should we do?"
< br>Ali hurriedly put all the uncut firewood in the woodshed, and then said to Wan Niang: "Aunt, I'm going to deliver the umbrella."
Fu Beimo also said: "Mom, I'm going with Ali. Send an umbrella.”
Wan Niang shook her head: "The two of them went to the deep mountains and old forests. Where are you going to look for them?"
After a while, the rain did fall.
It was a pitter-patter at first, but soon it became heavier and heavier.
The four of them were sitting in the main room, waiting for Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing to return.
On the mountain at this moment, the trees were bare, and when the rain came down, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing got wet easily.
Not long after, Yan Funing sneezed after being caught in the rain.
After hearing this, Fu Ciyi tied the legs and feet of the pheasant he was carrying together and threw them on the ground. Then he took off his robe and covered Yan Funing's head.
Suddenly, she was separated from the rain.
Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him standing in front of her, her face was covered with rainwater and her hair was wet, so she raised her arms to reach the robe he was holding.
He is tall, and she can’t reach it if he holds it like this.
So he had no choice but to say: "Fu Ciyi, cover yourself in."
Fu Ciyi glanced at her, stood beside her, and stood side by side with her.
"The rain won't stop for a while."
The voice was unexpectedly hoarse.
His arm touched hers, and because the sleeves were soaked, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth coming from her skin.
"It's not an option for us to stand here and wait for the rain to stop." She suggested, "I'll protect the Ganoderma lucidum in the basket, you carry the pheasant, and we each hold up a corner of our robes. Is it possible to go back like this?"
Fu Ciyi thought for a while and said: "You hold the Ganoderma lucidum, and I will throw the pheasant into the basket and carry it. It is raining heavily at the moment, and no one will see the Ganoderma lucidum on the road."
"That's fine, just do as you say. Do it.”
Yan Funing took out the Ganoderma lucidum from the basket and held it carefully.
Fu Ciyi picked up the pheasant and threw it into the basket. He raised his robe with both hands and covered himself and Yan Funing under the robe: "You come closer to me."
In this situation, the defenses of men and women should be put aside for now.
Yan Funing was shivering from the rain, so she took a step obediently.
Fu Ciyi's hands holding the robe tightened, and the posture at this moment was as if he was holding her by his side.
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