170. Chapter 170 Rarely Recruited


Chapter 170 Recruiting rare people

Fu Beimo regarded the flute as a treasure, stuffed it in his arms, and whispered: "Sister-in-law is a biological sister-in-law, brother, not close enough."

Wan Niang said with a smile : "How can I remember to give you a birthday gift every time you have a birthday? I haven't given you enough in the past years?"

Fu Nanyao pursed her lips and smiled. When she had smiled enough, she said: "Mom, we are happy. , Just tell me if you are happy, my brother will not be angry today."

Fu Ciyi raised his hand and pointed at the siblings: "Just wait."

After saying that, he went back to his room and got a gift. It was a pair of seals, with the names of the sister and brother respectively engraved on them.

Fu Nanyao pinched the seal and couldn't put it down: "Brother, when did you get it?"

Fu Ciyi said softly: "I was still in the village school."

Carving it in my spare time. .

Everyone was gathering together, but Ali stood in the corner of the room with his right hand stuffed into the sleeve of his left hand, hesitating and not daring to come forward.

Fu Nanyao glanced at him inadvertently: "Ali, what are you doing standing there alone?"

"I can't give you a gift, just..." He lowered his head and mustered up the courage to take out the bag in his sleeve. Hidden wooden doll, "This is the Miss Nan Yao I carved. It doesn't look like the carving, so I really can't get it. If Miss Nan Yao doesn't dislike it, please accept it!"

Fu Beimo snatched it away. : "What about mine?"

"I only carved Miss Nan Yao's." Ali said honestly, "I didn't carve yours."

"Don't tell me yet, Yuanyuan Her face looks like my sister’s.” Fu Beimo smiled, “It’s okay, we are good friends, I don’t mind at all if you don’t give me a gift.”

Then he gave the wooden doll to Fu Nanyao.

Fu Nanyao happily accepted it: "It's really similar."

Seeing that she liked her unexpectedly, Ali was very happy.

“Thank you Ali!” Fu Nanyao walked up to Ali and found that there were scabs on his fingers, “Did the sculptured doll get injured?”

“It’s okay, it will be fine soon. Yes." He put his hands behind his back.

Fu Nanyao grabbed his hand and looked at it carefully. She was sure that it was almost healed, so she felt relieved.

Ali's face was red and his head hung lower, for fear of being seen.

Yan Funing smiled and shook her head, then walked to the west wing to get the candies and preserves she bought yesterday.

Mother Li saw Ali giving gifts and being pulled by the hand, so she bumped her son with her elbow angrily, as if to say: Ali is such a good boy, why can't you?

Li Xinheng had no choice but to look sideways at Fu Ciyi and said, "Master, I have something to tell you."

Fu Ciyi thought he had something important to do, so he left the hall with him.

In fact, Li Xinheng wanted to avoid his mother's silent reproach.

The two stood in the courtyard, and Li Xinheng lowered his voice: "Master, I made a mistake yesterday. I thought the gift the girl prepared was for you."

I didn't expect that it would be for you at all. There is no share of the Master.

Fu Ciyi’s voice was cold: “It doesn’t matter.”

It's nothing more than a gift, and he is not a child.

Their conversation was overheard by Yan Funing, who was in the west wing just now.

The way she took the candies and candied fruits paused, it turned out that there was something else going on.

She just said that she seemed to have seen what they were talking about in the restaurant yesterday.

After Fu Ciyi and Li Xinheng returned to the main room, Yan Funing passed after a while.

When the auspicious time came, Fu Nanyao performed a simple hairpin ceremony under the witness of his family and the Li family's mother and son.

After the ceremony, Yan Funing invited everyone to eat malt candies and candied fruits.

Outside the fence, Mrs. Ding next door started to say harsh words again: "After all, it's the city people's style. When celebrating a fifteenth birthday, you have to give birth to a hairpin."

In the hall. , everyone’s expressions dropped after hearing this.

Mother Li was about to speak out, but when she thought that her host had not spoken yet, she held it back and said to Wan Niang, "Sister Wan Niang, please don't be angry. On this big day, we don't see each other like other people."< br>


Wan Niang nodded: "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

If she wants to quarrel with the other party, she has to change her life.

Today, you must not let others ruin your family’s good mood.

Yan Fu Ning took a candy, walked to the fence, and said with a light smile: "Aunt Ding, just eat a candy." Aunt Ding stuffed the candy into her mouth, and immediately smiled and changed her tune. He said: "Miss Nanyao becomes more and more beautiful as she grows up, and she will definitely find a good husband."

In the hall, Mother Li patted Wan Niang on the back of her hand: "Your daughter-in-law is really rare!"

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It was night, and the bright moon hung high.

In the west wing room, the couple finished writing.

When Fu Ciyi was about to wash up, Yan Funing stopped him: "I didn't mention the gift yesterday, mainly because I didn't want Nan Yao Beimo to know about it in advance."

Fu Ciyi paused.

In her opinion, he can’t keep a secret?

"You are Nanyao Beimo's brother. I'm afraid that you will tell them if you know that I bought them gifts. Even you are hiding this." Yan Funing explained softly.

How did you know that Li Xinheng would think that she bought it for him?

Fu Ciyi moved his jaw. Sure enough, in her eyes, he was someone who couldn't keep secrets.

Seeing that he remained silent, thinking that she had to stroke him, she added: "I will give you a big gift when you are weak."

After a slight pause, she asked: "By the way, are you weak? When?"

"It was written in the marriage contract you tore up."

Fu Ciyi said coldly.

Yan Funing was startled.

I saw him taking out a brocade box from the side cabinet under the desk and taking out a marriage letter.

His birth date and her birth date are recorded on it.

His birthday is October 16th.

Her birthday is on the eighth day of December.

According to the year, they are four years apart.

Yan Funing pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, I didn't know before."

When I first saw him after traveling through time, I thought he was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy.

According to the book, he is four years older than her and is now nineteen, which is just like in reality.

However, his specific birthday was not mentioned in the book, so she didn't know it.

Only now did she know his birth date clearly.

Fu Ciyi had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "You were illiterate before."

Even if she was literate, since she chose to reject his engagement, she naturally would not care about when his birthday was, let alone pay attention to it. Read the marriage contract.

Yan Funing explained again: "My mother mentioned Nan Yao and Bei Mo's birthday before, so I remembered it."

The sound was like a mosquito.

Fu Ciyi felt empty after hearing these words.

Their birthdays were only mentioned once by their mother, but she did remember them.

The feeling that he had his face trampled on by her feet when she broke off the engagement resurfaced again.

Yan Fu leaned over and read the marriage certificate again.

Just as he was about to pick it up and take a closer look, he snatched it back.

“Do you want to tear it apart again?”

Fu Ciyi carefully put away the marriage certificate and locked the brocade box.

"I won't tear it apart anymore."

There was a hint of nasal sound in her voice, delicate and weak, as if she was extremely afraid of him.

Fu Ciyi was irritated for no reason. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Don't think too much about it. The marriage document was written by my grandfather. I only keep the marriage document because I want to keep my grandfather's calligraphy."

It’s not because this is the marriage certificate between him and her.

Yan Funing pursed her lips: "I know, this is my grandfather's thoughts for you."

Why did Yan Funing tear up the marriage contract?

Just cancel the engagement and return the marriage certificate to him.

He must keep his grandfather’s calligraphy treasure!

It’s better now, and the guilt in my heart has increased.

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