As soon as he asked, Fu Beimo arrived at the door of the kitchen.
"Brother is back, sister-in-law, can we eat now?" He covered his stomach pitifully, "I'm hungry."
In fact, he wasn't very hungry.
Mainly because the pig's trotters cooked by my sister-in-law are delicious.
After smelling the fragrance all afternoon, I was so greedy that I almost drooled.
"Let's eat now." Yan Funing told him, "Beimo helps with the dishes."
Fu Beimo happily stepped into the kitchen, picked up a large bowl of braised pig's trotters, and took a deep breath of the meaty aroma. Then he strode towards the main room.
He kept staring at the meat in the bowl. Every time he took a step, the meat in the bowl shook, which was very appetizing.
Fu Beimo swallowed and quickened his pace.
In the kitchen, Fu Ciyi glanced at Yan Funing: "What on earth is going on?"
Yan Funing pursed her lips and said softly: "We'll talk about it when we go to bed at night."
Hearing this, the tips of Fu Ciyi's ears turned red again.
She wants him to hold her to sleep?
Is it because his body is warm?
But today, it was clear that I could ask my mother for Tang Pozi in advance. Why was she looking for him?
I wanted to ask, but Fu Beimo came back and brought a plate of fried vegetables.
Seeing that his brother and sister-in-law were not moving, Fu Beimo shouted: "Brother and sister-in-law, hurry up, let's eat quickly."
Fu Ciyi responded softly.
That’s all, it’s not impossible for him to sleep with a certain little girl for one more night.
She was delicate and soft, and he held her so warmly that he could not sleep.
Didn’t you sleep well last night?
The couple took the dishes and chopsticks and went to the main room.
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Night.
Lu Wenfeng went to the teahouse.
Pushing open the door of the private room that he had arranged in advance, he was startled by what he saw.
Zhang Tie and Zhang Tong looked like they were in pain. They closed their eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, looking uncomfortable.
“You didn’t complete the task?” Lu Wenfeng sat down.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Tie and Zhang Tong opened their eyes and sat upright one after another.
"Where is it? The mission has been completed of course." Zhang Tiedao.
Zhang Tong stretched out his hand: "Silver money."
Lu Wenfeng painfully took out a bag of silver and asked uneasily: "Are you sure you beat me?"
Zhang Tong: "beat me, beat me." The man was running around with his head in his hands."
Zhang Tie: "That man didn't dare to fart."
Lu Wenfeng asked again: "Did he hit his head?"
"Focus on the head."
Lu Wenfeng nodded and moved the money bag over with great reluctance.
Zhang Tong grabbed the bag, yanked it, and snatched it away. He opened the bag and counted the silver inside, then weighed it.
“A whole fifty taels, one tael is a lot!” Lu Wenfeng’s heart ached.
He only has a few taels of silver per month, and these fifty taels were earned through his pampering from his grandmother.
It didn't come easily.
Fortunately, it was worth beating Fu Ciyi to vent his anger.
Seeing that the amount of money was right, Zhang Tong gave Zhang Tie a look.
The two of them were about to leave the private room, but they were stopped by Lu Wenfeng: "Let me ask again, was that man's head beaten hard?"
Zhang Tong clenched his fist and punched Lu Wenfeng. He swung it in front of his eyes and stopped the punch halfway: "Look, if the punch passes like this, do you think it will be harsh or not?"
"Ruthless enough." Lu Wenfeng turned aside and asked the two of them to leave.
The two of them left the private room and immediately covered their hearts.
The kick I got in the evening was so hard that my ribs are still hurting now.
Fortunately, I got the money!
The two of them quickly walked out of the teahouse, went to the alley, and divided the money in the money bag into two.
Zhang Tong said softly: "Brother Tie, I don't think we can tell anyone about what we were kicked today."
Zhang Tie scoffed: "Do you think I'm stupid? This is our first time to take on a mission, and this kind of thing will spread out. , Who will ask us to beat up and kill people in the future?"
Zhang Tong nodded: "That's the reason!" The two left the alley and walked separately.
Lu Wenfeng spent fifty taels of silver in one go, and his heart ached.
He should have been happy to be able to beat Fu Ciyi, but at this moment he was not happy at all.
Thinking of informing Fu Minghe about the result of the beating, he sent the boy next to him to Fu's house to convey the message, while he drank tea.
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Qingshan Town, Baozhuang Village, Fu Family.
In the west wing room, Fu Ciyi was still writing.
Yan Funing did not practice calligraphy anymore, but sat on the bed and read medical books.
As time passed by, Fu Ciyi thought it was time for her to speak.
But she didn’t want to speak.
Until before going to bed, when he was going to wash up, she did not mention what she had said in the evening.
When he washed up and returned to the room, he found that the bed sheets had been hung up and the quilts had been replaced by two beds.
Seeing him coming back, Yan Funing took out the sewn purse.
"Fu Ciyi, I want to discuss with you. I will give you this purse. Can you not care about what happened last night?"
Fu Ciyi frowned slightly: "You negotiated. That’s what happened?”
Yan Funing was a little confused: “What else?”
The man thought for a while and finally asked: “You don’t have stomach pain anymore?”< br>
"It still hurts a little," she said honestly.
Fu Ciyi said softly: "How about tonight..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Funing moved her purse under his nose.
"Can you not care about it?"
"Yan Funing, didn't you make me have a stiff neck because of my stiff neck? How can one purse be used for two purposes?"
While he was talking, he looked for his pants on the bed but could not find them.
"What are you looking for?" she asked.
Fu Ciyi's face turned red: "I, I had a pair of trousers tucked under the quilt. Why are they missing now?"
"I washed them off and let them hang outside in the sun."
She lowered her head and her voice was filled with anger.
Fu Ciyi coughed lightly.
Since she washed it off, it means she saw it.
Of course she knew what happened last night, no wonder she wanted him to ignore it.
Then he took the purse from her hand and took a closer look. The word "翊" on it was crooked and ugly.
“Yan Funing, I teach you how to write, but your handwriting is so good?”
She raised her eyes when she heard the sound, her beautiful eyes were watery: "Can writing and embroidery be the same? If you don't want the purse, then give it back to me!"
While speaking, grab it.
How could the man give her a chance to snatch it back and lift her up high?
Yan Funing was unable to jump at this moment, so she only stood on tiptoes and stretched out her arms to reach.
The man in front of her was extremely tall. She was also tall among women, but she was still one head behind him. Even if she tiptoed hard at this moment, she still couldn't reach the purse he was holding.
She stamped her foot, angry and annoyed: "Since you dislike it, don't take it."
"Who said I don't want it?"
Fu Ciyi stuffed her purse into her arms, Only after a moment did he realize that he was wearing underwear at the moment, and his purse directly rubbed against the skin of his chest.
A strange feeling seemed to hit my heart.
If he let go, the purse would slide down his skin, fall out of the hem of his clothes, and fall directly to the ground.
So he put his clothes on his hands and pressed his purse with one hand...
Don't let go!
"Yan Funing, the purse you made is too ugly." After a pause, he said in a stiff tone, "I reluctantly kept it."
Yan Funing murmured: "I originally wanted to embroider it. . ”
“Embroidery? I’m a big man, embroidery on my purse?”
"It's not flowers, it's patterns like auspicious clouds, but I can't embroider, so the purse doesn't look good."
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi touched the top of her hair: "Remember, don't give it to me in the future. Others do it.”(End of Chapter)