Yan Funing said in a warm voice: "Don't be reluctant to eat it. Our family will often buy it in the future, and your share is indispensable."
Ali burst into tears when he heard this.
Fu Nanyao saw it and shouted: "Don't cry, you are a man, and men don't shed tears lightly."
Ali quickly wiped away his tears: "I'm just happy. "
"There's nothing wrong with crying, it releases emotions and stress." Yan Funing gave Fu Nanyao two more pills, "This is for mother, let her try it too."
"Okay." Fu Nanyao agreed.
Several people left the kitchen one after another, and Yan Funing took a few walnuts and returned to the west wing.
In the room, Fu Ciyi wrote calligraphy quietly.
She put the walnuts on one end of the desk, took out a pen and paper and started writing. First copy the ten traditional Chinese characters you learned yesterday several times, and then practice horizontally.
I realized that I was very good at writing horizontal strokes for many days, so I asked softly: "Fu Ciyi, can I practice vertical strokes?"
It was rare that he didn't embarrass her and nodded: "Okay."
"Then how do I write it down?"
Fu Ciyi was about to finish copying the undergraduate examination book in his hand, but he had no patience. teach her.
I stood up directly, grabbed her hand holding the pen, and wrote a vertical line on the paper with her hand.
“Are you ready?”
"Just, that's it?"
Yan Funing recalled carefully that he had held her hand just now, and quickly wrote. Before she could react, she finished writing.
She didn’t even remember how to put down a pen, pick it up and put it away.
Fu Ciyi sat back on the chair and said calmly: "Practice by yourself."
"Practice by yourself, practice by yourself." Yan Funing muttered, and wrote Chao according to her own understanding. More vertical.
When I looked at it, I found that I had written it more than a hundred times, but none of it could compare with his.
The desire to win suddenly arises.
Since he had no time to teach, she stood aside and studied how he wrote.
Finally, Fu Ciyi finished copying one copy.
The moment he closed the book, he realized that she had been standing beside him for a long time: "You..."
"If you are not good at writing vertically, I will see how you write."
Yan Funing sat back on the stool and picked up the pen to practice vertically again.
Unlike just now, every stroke of her writing is just right now.
Fu Ciyi couldn't help but nodded: "It's well written."
After receiving the affirmation, Yan Funing raised her eyes and looked at him: "I'm writing now. Please help me take a look. It's like that What’s the matter?”
As soon as I finished speaking, I wrote "eight".
Fu Ciyi stood up and took a closer look, and nodded again: "That's indeed what happened."
I have to admit that she is the smartest person he has ever taught!
“You can’t rush for success in writing, you have to practice diligently every day.” He added, “It’s late at night, go to bed.”
Yan Funing looked up at him and blinked. He winked at me and said, "Fu Ciyi, if I make progress in writing, will you give me a reward?"
Now she was sitting and he was standing.
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes naturally, and landed on her delicate lips.
It is so charming that it is as charming as a kiss.
Not only that, her beautiful hibiscus face also had a beautiful smile, and her ice-cold muscles and jade bones glowed with a layer of soft light under the candlelight, making her look very charming.
He restrained his eyes, pursed his thin lips slightly, rolled his Adam's apple, and adjusted his cuffs slowly and elegantly.
"How dare you ask Master for a reward?"
The voice that came out was like a cold spring in an empty valley stirring rocks.
“If you don’t have it, then you won’t have it.” Yan Funing grabbed the walnuts and put them on the table where he was just writing, “This is my reward for you.”
Fu Ciyi did not eat it, but Go and wash up.
When he finished washing and returned to the room, he found her standing in the room, looking at the beams where the curtains had been hung before.
Yan Funing wanted to scrub her body, but ran into trouble.
The curtain was just washed today and is still drying outside, but she is a person who washes herself in the tub every day.
If you don’t wash for a day, you won’t sleep well.
The west wing has windows at the front and back. If there is no curtain around it, she would be embarrassed to clean in the corner of the room. Fu Ciyi realized that it was time for her to wash up.
Usually whenever she was cleaning, if he was in the room, he would usually take the initiative to go out.
Tonight is no exception.
Just when he stepped across the threshold, Yan Funing called out to him.
"Fu Ciyi, I..."
He turned around: "What?"
She pointed to a corner of the room: "There is no curtain."
Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "The window is covered with paper, so you can't see it."
Yan Funing frowned: "But ..."
But looking in from the outside, you can still see the outline.
As if he could see her concerns, he stepped inside the threshold, took his two robes, and hung them on the window, one behind the other.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Yan Funing thanked her sincerely, "Thank you!"
He said "hmm" and quickly left the room, with his back to her and said: "I'm right outside the door, you Bolt the door, don't worry, there will probably be no wolves."
"Okay." Yan Funing sighed with relief and raised her hand to close the door and bolt it.
Soon, the sound of water came from the house.
Clatter, crash, crash.
People who practice martial arts have better ears than ordinary people.
Fu Ciyi stood quietly with one hand behind his back.
The sky above my head is like a canopy, the sound of water is gurgling behind me, and the breeze is blowing softly in my ears.
The image of her lying on the bed reappeared in my mind, her posture while striding, and her slightly parted red lips when she was about to reward him...
Why? All lingering.
Together with the sound of water sliding over the skin in the room, it became increasingly clear and almost deafening.
He was stunned!
A gentleman should restrain himself and return etiquette, and be reserved and restrained!
He closed his eyes and recited these words silently before suppressing the inner demon of Mi Mi.
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The next morning, before it was time for dinner, Fu Beimo came to Yan Funing and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's delicious to eat today?"
"Go and pull out a Chinese cabbage from the ground."
"Okay."
Fu Beimo ran away in a hurry.
Yan Funing went to the kitchen, took out a strip of pork belly, cut half of it into minced meat.
Add wine to the minced meat, add soy sauce, salt, and stir evenly.
Not long after, Fu Beimo returned with a big cabbage in his arms.
Yan Funing washed the Chinese cabbage, broke off the leaves one by one, and blanched them in boiling water.
Then wrap a vegetable leaf and a spoonful of minced meat, place them neatly on a plate, and put them on the rice rack in the pot to steam.
"What is the name of such a novel recipe?" Fu Beimo swallowed.
"Chinese cabbage and fresh meat rolls, with vegetables and meat, delicious to go with rice."
Fu Beimo smacked his lips: "I want to have an extra bowl of rice at noon."
"Okay."
Yan Funing cut the remaining cabbage into sections and stir-fried spicy cabbage, and two simple dishes were made at noon.
The food was put into the food box, and the walnuts that Fu Ciyi didn't eat yesterday were also put into the food box.
Yan Funing saw that Ali hadn't come today, so she asked Fu Beimo to send him to the village school alone.
"Is it okay if you go alone to deliver it?"
Fu Beimo patted his chest: "No problem."
Immediately picked up the food box and left the house.
When Fu Beimo arrived at the village school, get out of class was over.
He happily carried the food box to the podium and said to his brother: "Brother, my sister-in-law specially made the cabbage and fresh meat rolls for me. I want you to try them too."
Fu Ciyi was startled when he heard this: "Did she cook it specially for you?"
"Yes." Fu Beimo raised his eyebrows, "If I hadn't wanted to eat delicious food, you might have had to eat last night's leftovers." (End of chapter) )