After entering the wrong bridal chamber

by sasucchi0123

After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the sinister and powerful official

1. Chapter 1

1 - 20

---

Chapter 1 Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber

Late at night, the wind blew coldly through the window, and the candlelight flickered as we leaned on the pillow.

The clear smell of alcohol filled her nose. Yan Funing opened her eyes with great effort, pulled off the red cloth covering her head, and was startled.

It turned out to be a red veil with two Chinese characters for happiness embroidered on it!
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of an extremely handsome face.

She was so startled that she sat up.

The man in front of him looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was born to be an extraordinary person, with a unique appearance and structure.

What's going on?
She wanted to get out of bed to check, but she didn't expect her skirt to be pressed under the man, so she had to kneel down and pull it off.

For fear of waking the person up, she pulled the handle carefully and cautiously.

Suddenly she felt the man move, and the light and shadow moved with his body, finally enveloping her in his shadow.

Yan Funing paused while pinching the hem of her skirt and looked up at him: "Hello, where are we?"

Fu Ciyi glanced at her with a cold face, sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes and pressed his forehead.

"Yan Funing, what are you up to?"

His voice was clear and pleasant, like a cold spring hitting rocks in a valley, but mixed with sarcasm.

Yan Funing landed on her toes and forgot to stand up when she heard him calling her name: "Do you know who I am?"

Fu Ciyi stood up and said coldly: "My family is poor, my mother is blind, my sister is lame and my brother is stupid, how can I marry you!"

The atmosphere was stagnant, as if covered with frost.

Yan Funing's heart skipped a beat, like a sudden thunderclap.

Isn't this the plot she read in the book last night?

There is a cannon fodder female supporting role in the book named Yan Funing, who has the same name as her but a different surname.

The supporting actress is engaged to the male lead Fu Ciyi.

In Ling County, the Yan family is the richest merchant family, and the Fu family has a county magistrate.

Fu Ciyi was the nephew of the county magistrate.

However, before the wedding, Yan Funing disliked Fu Ciyi's poor family, blind mother, lame sister and mentally retarded brother, so she broke off the engagement in front of famous students at the entrance of the book club.

It made him lose face.

She walked up to him in a daze: "Fu Ciyi?"

Fu Ciyi suppressed the heat in his body and chuckled briefly: "What tricks have you changed this time?"

He was forced to drink heavily at the banquet, and probably was drugged at that time.

There was a chill in the corners of someone's eyes and brows. Yan Funing's heart trembled inexplicably, and the doubts in her heart became even greater.

Then she pointed at her wedding dress and his wedding gown and said, "Are we getting married?"

Fu Ciyi's eyes turned cold: "You should be in my eldest brother's room now."

"ah?"

Yan Funing cried out in surprise and suddenly felt a sharp pain on her forehead. She raised her hand and touched it, only to find a large bump on her forehead.

This press is like turning on the memory switch.

Yan Funing's memories flooded into her mind, and the memories before the cancellation of the engagement were the same as what was written in the book.

But after that, things were different.

Today is the day when the Yan sisters marry the Fu brothers—

Miss Yan Haitang, the eldest daughter of the Yan family, married Fu Ciyi, the second son of the Fu family, and Miss Yan Funing, the second daughter of the Yan family, married Fu Minghe, the eldest son of the Fu family.

But she was in Fu Ciyi's room now, and they were lying together just now.

Yan Funing was dumbfounded: "The bride was changed by mistake, why aren't you anxious?"

Fu Ciyi said nothing.

If he could choose between the two daughters of the Yan family, he would not want either of them.

The woman had just pretended not to know him, but now she realized that she had replaced the wrong bride.

Could it be that entering the wrong bridal chamber was a prank on her part?

Yan Funing said anxiously: "Since we changed it by mistake, we have to change it back immediately!"

According to the book, after the engagement was broken off, the two had no more contact until Fu Ci Yi won the top three places in the imperial examinations and became a powerful official.

He first cut off the Yan family's financial resources, and then imprisoned all the men in the Yan family according to charges.

She went to him for help, but he imprisoned her and tortured her every day.

It can be seen that this person has a strong desire for revenge. If they become husband and wife, then she will...

I have to change it back on the wedding night, it will be too late tomorrow.

After saying that, he walked out of the house.

Fu Ciyi tugged at his collar, the alcohol dissipated, and the heat in his body became more obvious.

He sat down at the table, clenched his fists, and tried his best to suppress his discomfort.

Yan Funing realized that someone had not caught up with her, so she turned around and walked up to him.

"What's wrong with you?"

She tilted her head to look at him, and saw that his face was flushed and his breathing was disordered, so she reached out to touch his forehead, but he dodged her hand calmly.

Yan Funing frowned, thinking that this man had probably been drugged by an aphrodisiac.

Things were getting weirder and weirder. Who drugged him?
In someone's condition, he probably couldn't go with her to exchange for a bride. But if he didn't go, she couldn't explain it alone.

What's more, the aphrodisiac in this person's body must be removed as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, she walked behind the screen, took a basin of cold water, and poured it directly on his head and face.

It was a very cold day, but after being splashed with water, his hair and face were all wet, and even his wedding gown was quite wet.

"What's wrong with you?"

Fu Ciyi stood up, brushed the water off his body, and looked at her coldly.

Yan Funing blinked: "Do you feel better?"

The heat in his body was diluted by the cold water, and a trace of scrutiny emerged in Fu Ciyi's cold eyes.

Who drugged him?

This woman knows how to counteract the effects of this medicine, could it be her?

On second thought, she didn't want to marry him, and probably wouldn't gamble with her own innocence.

"You want to change it back?" Fu Ciyi stood up.

No matter what role she played in today's conspiracy, he didn't want to keep her here at this moment.

Yan Funing nodded: "Yes, change it back! How do we get to the eldest master's wedding room?"

In the book, he imprisoned her in a separate courtyard, and the series of crazy revenges emerged in her mind.

Even stroking her face with the blade of a knife was a very light act.

Since she had come here, saving her life was the most important thing. This wrong marriage had to be corrected as soon as possible!
Seeing Fu Ciyi walking out, she hurried to follow him.
—The
night was deep, like a cover on the sky, and leaden clouds gradually floated up.

Red silk was hung high in the mansion and the lights were bright.

As it was late at night, the journey was quiet and soon they arrived at Xiyuan.

What surprised Yan Funing was that the East Garden was simple and elegant, while the West Garden was magnificent, with clusters of flowers, ponds and arch bridges, waterside pavilions and corridors, rockery and pavilions, all of which were exquisite.

The only similarity between the two gardens is the red light from the dragon and phoenix wedding candles shining through the windows of the new houses.

She was about to approach the door with a big red wedding character on it when the old maid stopped her.

"Second Young Master..." The old maid nodded to Fu Ciyi, then turned her head and saw the wedding dress on Yan Funing, and called out, "Second Young Madam, what are you two doing in the West Garden on your wedding night?"

Yan Funing said anxiously, "Wrong, the bride is wrong! I am the second young lady of the Yan family, the eldest young lady."

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly.

In the new house, Fu Minghe and Yan Haitang were awakened by the noise.

The heavy wedding curtains were opened, and the candlelight shone in, and the two realized that they had slept with the wrong person.

Yan Haitang put on his clothes and coat in a hurry and opened the door.

When she saw Fu Ciyi in a red wedding gown, her eyes were filled with amazement.

She was distracted for a moment and glared at Yan Funing.

"Second sister, why did you say it now when you didn't say it earlier? You kept saying you didn't want to marry the Second Master Fu, and you even broke off the engagement in front of everyone. Now, you're still clinging to the Second Master."

Fu Ciyi is handsome and is the dream man of many young girls.

Could it be that Yan Funing, this little bitch, was playing hard to get by breaking off the engagement?
"I just woke up from my coma, and you came to swap after I woke up." Yan Funing asked back, "On the contrary, it was you, elder sister, who has been in the wrong bridal chamber for a whole night?"

(End of this chapter) Yan Haitang choked up. The bridesmaid said that she had to cover her head when drinking the wedding wine. After that, she was confused...

After thinking for a while, she said, "I drank some wine and fell asleep."

"Oh, really?" Yan Funing saw her eyes flickering and asked again, "What about the eldest master?"

Fu Minghe dressed neatly and left the house.

He saw Yan Funing at first sight. She was very pretty and charming.

Even though she had a bump on her forehead, it didn't affect her breathtakingly beautiful face.

His bride was supposed to be her. Fu Minghe calmed down for a moment, then looked at Fu Ciyi: "Why didn't my second brother find out that the bride was wrong sooner?"

Fu Ciyi stroked his sleeves and said, "Brother, why didn't you notice?"

Fu Minghe: "You!"

Fu Ciyi's eyes were as cold as water, and his voice was indifferent: "She was covered with a veil, I didn't see her face."

Fu Minghe asked again: "Have you ever drunk the wedding wine?"

Fu Ciyi: "No."

Yan Funing: "The Second Young Master and I didn't drink the wedding wine. I came here now just to save the situation."

Yan Haitang stared straight at Fu Ciyi and nodded, "It's only midnight now, it's still early for dawn, let's change back."

Fu Minghe pondered for a while but did not speak, which was considered as his agreement.

At this moment, the old maid took out a bloody handkerchief from the bridal chamber.

"Young Master and Miss Yan have consummated their marriage!"

After saying this, he didn't care about the expressions of the four masters and went to the main courtyard of Xiyuan holding the Yuanpa.

Yan Funing frowned in surprise. It turned out that the drowsiness Yan Haitang mentioned actually meant sleep.

Among the four people present, two of them became real couples, and she had a deep conflict with Fu Ciyi earlier...

What should we do in this situation?
The old maid quickly invited the second old master and the second old lady.

"You two have already consummated your marriage, so you'll just have to make the best of it." The second old master said in a deep voice.

Yan Haitang was not convinced: "What if it was the second son who married me and the eldest son who consummated my marriage, then what should I do?"

The second old couple were the parents of the county magistrate and Fu Minghe's grandparents.

In front of them, she couldn't say that she loved Fu Ciyi.

The courtyard was silent for a moment.

After a moment, the second old lady pulled Yan Haitang's hand and said, "After the wedding ceremony, she will be sent to the bridal chamber. The problem can only occur when the bride gets off the sedan chair."

What this means is that the person who married Yan Haitang was Fu Minghe.

Yan Haitang said aggrievedly: "But my second sister hates the second young master, disregarding the man's dignity and arrogantly canceling the engagement. Can't we change the bride?"

The second old master's cloudy eyes swept towards Fu Ciyi: "Originally, Second Miss Yan was paired with Ciyi. The current situation shows that they are indeed destined to be together."

As for whether it was a bad fate or not, that was none of his business.

Fu Ciyi is not his biological grandson.
—At
this point, Yan Funing had no choice but to go back to East Garden with Fu Ciyi.

On the way, she murmured to herself: "The problem was when I got out of the sedan..."

The Yan family married off two daughters on the same day, with the same sedan chair and wedding dress.

When they got off the sedan chair and entered the house, they refused to give way to each other and both fell down after a shove.

Although Yan Funing was domineering, she was delicate and frail. She fell and hit her forehead. After the ceremony and being sent to the bridal chamber, she fell into a coma.

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly. At that time, the two girls from the Yan family fell down and were helped up. The matchmaker stuffed one of the red silks into his hand.

After entering the bridal chamber, she fainted and he left with a wave of his sleeves.

He doesn't like a woman who fainted after falling down and was so delicate!

I never thought that she was Yan Funing.

Suddenly, Yan Funing recalled: "When I entered the door, someone deliberately tripped me!"

Fu Ciyi: "Are you sure?"

Yan Funing nodded: "It's absolutely true. The person who tripped me was wearing plum-colored embroidered shoes."

Fu Ciyi frowned. Today, the bridesmaid was wearing a plum-colored dress and embroidered shoes.

After walking for about a cup of tea, the two returned to the room.

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Why didn't the elder sister and the eldest master realize that something was wrong?"

They even consummated the marriage.

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Drinks."

Yan Funing hurriedly checked the wedding wine that had not yet been drunk, and sure enough, it had been tampered with.

I think the wedding wine in Xiyuan is also like this.

Because she was unconscious, someone was unable to drink the wedding wine with her, and the aphrodisiac in his body was probably put in by someone at the banquet.

Because she was unconscious, and perhaps someone had been drugged, they were able to lie together.

It seems that replacing the wrong bride was a trap set by the Fu family!

The purpose is to ensure that at least one of the two couples consummates their marriage on their wedding night, as this can never be reversed.

She encountered such a difficult problem as soon as she came here, and what was even more difficult was how should she get along with someone?
"Second Young Master, we have a feud before." She pulled the corners of her lips at him, trying to smile as naturally as possible, "How about..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Ciyi raised his hand to interrupt her.

"My grandparents arranged the marriage."

Since tonight's conspiracy had nothing to do with her, he suddenly changed his mind.

Yan Funing's smile froze: "Didn't I cancel your engagement? I even tore up the marriage certificate."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "My share is still there."

His grandparents had raised him, and besides, the girl had called off the engagement before and now wanted to divorce immediately, but he refused to let her do so.

Yan Funing frowned: "You mean, we are husband and wife now?"

Fu Ciyi: "Yes."

Yan Fu held her breath.

In the book, she was just a cannon fodder female supporting role, imprisoned and tortured by him, and was an ant that he could kill at will.

Now, he says they are husband and wife.

Who will save her?
Fu Ciyi glanced at her, walked away, and came back after a while, handing her a piece of rice paper.

"I wrote a divorce letter."

"Divorce letter?"

"Voluntarily divorce after two years." He said in a light voice.

Yan Funing took the divorce letter and read it.

Hiss, this person writes in traditional Chinese.

That's right, of course the ancients wrote in traditional Chinese characters.

As a modern soul, she may not recognize a single traditional Chinese character or may not be able to tell what it is.

But she could still roughly understand the meaning of the traditional Chinese characters written in the article.

The divorce agreement clearly stated that the couple would automatically divorce after two years.

Seeing her frowning for a long time, Fu Ciyi said, "I almost forgot that you can't read."

The corners of Yan Funing's lips twitched. She was a modern master's degree holder after all, but she was actually called illiterate by an ancient person.

Fu Ciyi had a sullen face and waited quietly.

Wait until she is as aggressive as she was at the door of the book club, mercilessly ridiculing him, trampling on his pride, and shouting that she wants a divorce right then and there.

To his surprise,

Yan Funing folded the rice paper carefully and said, "The situation has been created, so let's get divorced in two years."

Given his personality, it is rare that he can agree to a divorce within two years.

If they divorced right after getting married, he would lose all face, and his revenge might be even more terrible than in the book.

Yan Funing couldn't help but shiver and walked to the dressing table and sat down.

Only then did she see herself in the mirror, and her appearance was exactly the same as her modern self.

When she was still in modern times, her bestie always said that she was too pretty, and her every frown and smile seemed to be able to seduce people. Now looking at herself dressed as a bride, she is indeed very pretty.

It's just that the bump on his forehead is very noticeable, so she touched it lightly with her fingertips.

"Oh, that hurts…"

Her voice is charming, with a drawn-out ending and a hint of tears in it.

This voice, these words, are in the bridal chamber again...

Something seemed to pass through Fu Ciyi's calm eyes, but it subsided in an instant, leaving only disgust.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 3 Conspiracy and Setting Up a Trap

Soon, he walked out.

Without waiting for her to ask, he tilted his head slightly and said, "I sleep in the study."

Upon hearing this, Yan Funing quickly walked to the window frame, watched him walk towards the room on the left, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Ciyi's ears twitched and his expression became even colder.

After closing the doors and windows, Yan Funing took off her wedding dress and washed up, only then she discovered that there was a jade pendant hanging around her neck.

There is a Chinese character "Yan" engraved on the jade pendant, as well as a lotus flower. Even a drop of water condensed on the lotus leaf is carved delicately and roundly.

It suits her name very well.

However, the book did not describe this jade pendant.
—That
night, Yan Funing had a dream.

It was also the twelfth lunar month in the dream, with frost and thick ice.

The sun was rising higher, but it was cold and without any warmth.

She went to ask Fu Ciyi to let the Yan family go, but unexpectedly he locked her up in a separate courtyard.

The windows in the room were all nailed shut with wooden boards, and a few beams of light filtered through the gaps between the boards, illuminating the dust in the air.

Apart from that, the whole room was dark and cold.

She was shackled, with her hands tied behind her back and her legs tied to the chair legs.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and when she saw the person coming, her eyes narrowed suddenly.

He brought a dagger!

In panic, she struggled.

However, he could not break free of the rope that was tied around his body, and his clothes opened slightly, revealing a patch of white on his chest.

The man glanced at her and then looked away, as if looking any longer would pollute his eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then pulled out the dagger, the blade gleaming coldly.

Seeing this, she pushed on her toes and used all her strength to move both herself and the chair a few inches.

The man smiled, but his eyes were like ice, sinister and resentful.

He approached her and slowly stroked the blade across her face. With a little more force, a bloody cut would have appeared on her face.

She didn't dare to move at all, even her breathing stopped due to fear.

"what you up to?"

The tone was trembling and trembling.

The man leaned over and leaned close to her ear. His voice was cold, but it was like a demonic voice urging her to die: "Guess, do I want to marry you, or kill you?"

Yan Funing woke up in shock!
The scene in the dream was something she had seen in a book before, and it was what happened when someone became a powerful official.

She held her heaving heart. Judging from what they had done yesterday and the description in the book, he was still brooding over the cancellation of the engagement.

Now they have become husband and wife by accident, and their future days...

After a period of panic and tossing and turning, she finally fell asleep again.
—Early
the next morning.

The maid lifted the bed curtain and called softly, "Miss, wake up quickly, the old master and the old lady are coming to the Fu family!"

"Who's coming?"

Yan Funing didn't sleep well last night, and her eyes were half-closed at the moment.

"They are the young lady's grandparents."

Yan Funing then opened her eyes.

The maid in front of him had a round face and a round nose. She was Caiyu, the personal maid of the female supporting role.

Looking closely, I saw that her eyes were red and her eyelids were swollen, obviously she had been crying.

"You cried?" Yan Funing got out of bed and asked, "Why didn't I see you last night?"

Caiyu couldn't help shedding tears: "When the young lady got married, I was tied up in the Yan family. I was released this morning, and I followed the old master and the old lady to the Fu family with the young lady's maid."

Hearing this, Yan Funing woke up immediately: "Who brought you here just now?"

Caiyu helped her get dressed and recalled, "An old maid, who seemed to be the one who worked for the second old lady of the Fu family."

Yan Funing frowned, "Could it be that the Yan family was also involved in the replacement of the bride?"

Last night she thought that entering the wrong bridal chamber was a conspiracy of the Fu family. After hearing what Caiyu said at this moment, she couldn't help but think that the Yan family was involved as well.

"Swap the bride?" Caiyu asked in surprise, "So, the son-in-law has become Mr. Fu Er?"

Yan Funing nodded.

"That's too much?" Caiyu rolled up her sleeves. "No, I have to beat him up and teach him a lesson. He will listen to you in the future!"

Yan Funing paused as she tied her belt. The supporting actress was so arrogant that even the maid beside her was so brave.

Just then, a man coughed lightly at the door.

The master and servant looked at the same time, and saw that it was Fu Ciyi. Caiyu clenched her fist and rushed over.

Yan Funing thought of someone scratching her face in her dream, and her heart was frightened, so she hurriedly pulled Caiyu's arm.

However, Caiyu was so strong that she dragged her away.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit Fu Ciyi, Yan Funing had no choice but to hug her.

"Caiyu, be patient."

Fu Ciyi stood there silently with one hand behind his back. After a moment, he said indifferently, "The two elders are already in the front yard."

Caiyu then put away her fist and helped Yan Funing to put on her makeup.
—The
morning light reflected the clouds, and the ground was covered with frost.

The north wind blows in the cold winter, and it is very biting.

Yan Funing had a simple breakfast, gathered her cloak, and followed Fu Ciyi to the front yard.

Without waiting for them to greet him, the second old master said directly: "Ci Yi, today, your eldest family will move to the countryside."

Fu Ciyi seemed to have expected this day to come and nodded calmly.

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Why?"

The second old master picked up the teacup on the table and blew it gently: "Wan Niang is not my brother and sister-in-law's biological daughter, and the three children she gave birth to are naturally not the blood of the Fu family."

Yan Funing was shocked. The book said that the Fu family was divided into two branches, the eldest branch lived in the East Garden, and the second branch lived in the West Garden.

The old couple in the first house had a daughter named Fu Wanniang.

After Fu Wanniang gave birth to Fu Ciyi, she also gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

Although the book does not mention Fu Wanniang's husband, it does write that the old couple in the first house loved their daughter so much that they raised their three grandchildren as their own grandchildren.

The book does not say that Wan Niang and her three children are not descendants of the Fu family.

The second old master's eyes gleamed with brilliance, and he slowly drank a sip of tea: "Ci Yi, your grandparents left a will, leaving the property of the East Garden to our West Garden. Now that you are married, it is time to move out of the mansion."

Yan Funing: "Excuse me, where is the will?"

The second old master put the teacup down heavily and snorted coldly. How could he show her the will?
Old Master Yan's expression became serious and he scolded: "Fu Ning, how do you talk to your elders?"

Yan Funing's eyes turned slightly and her eyebrows moved slightly.

At this moment, Yan Haitang was nestled in Old Lady Yan's arms, looking obedient, and had obviously accepted the fact that she had become Fu Minghe's wife.

The calm expressions of the two elders of the Yan family made her more certain of her previous guess.

"After I broke off the engagement, my grandparents said that the Yan and Fu families still wanted to get married. My eldest sister said that she admired the second young master, so she would marry him. My grandparents asked me to marry the eldest young master."

Poor Yan Funing thought that Fu Minghe was the son of the county magistrate and a good match for him, so she agreed on the spot.

Now that I think about it, they just wanted to trick her into getting into the bridal sedan.

He deliberately tripped her, drugged her wine, and no one called a doctor when she was unconscious. None of the maids from the Yan family followed her. All of these things were done for one purpose.

Yan Funing smiled lightly: "It turns out that the wrong bride was a conspiracy set up by the elders of the two families."

Although the tone is soft, it is still clear and refreshing, and contains a bit of indifference.

The elders didn't expect that she could see through it.

The second old lady sneered a few times and snorted, "Minghe's father is the county magistrate. How can you, the adopted daughter of the Yan family, be a match for my grandson?"

Yan Funing frowned. She was not a girl from the Yan family, and it was not written in the book.

At this time, Old Lady Yan stood up and said, "Fu Ning, you are definitely not a child of our Yan family."

(End of this chapter) Chapter 4 Being Driven Out of the House

She took out an old red note: "When you were sent to the Yan family, you had a jade pendant and a red note on you."

Yan Funing took the red paper and unfolded it. Her birth date was written on it, which was exactly the same as in the book.

"My uncle and aunt have been childless for a long time. If they want to have their own children, they have to adopt a baby girl who has siblings." Yan Haitang sneered, "You are the one who was chosen because your horoscopes are compatible."

Yan Funing suddenly realized that the elders of the two families wanted to match Fu Minghe and Yan Haitang, but Yan Haitang only had Fu Ciyi in his heart, so he used this method of grafting.

The Fu family wanted to drive Fu Ciyi to the countryside, and the Yan family naturally would not let their granddaughter suffer.

And she is the cannon fodder.

Fu Ciyi shifted his gaze to her. As spoiled as she was, she was so calm and composed at this moment.

Yan Haitang said with sarcasm: "Why else would the Yan family keep you as a spoiled child?"

Yan Funing met Yan Haitang's gaze calmly: "How do you feel when you love one person in your heart but there is another person beside you?"

"You!" Yan Haitang glared angrily.

The two elders looked at each other.

This morning, I finally convinced Haitang to be Minghe's wife, but now the little girl said this...

Old Master Yan immediately patted the armrest of the armchair and said, "Haitang and Minghe are a perfect match!"

The second old master half closed his eyes and spoke slowly: "Minghe has his father to take care of him. He will have a bright future. Haitang will become an official's wife."

Yan Haitang's expression changed.

She seemed to see herself becoming the wife of an official in the capital, with imperial decrees and unlimited glory.

This is something that Yan Funing, who only has beauty, cannot achieve!
"Then let me say congratulations first."

The corners of Yan Funing's lips curled up, as if a lotus flower had just bloomed.

Her pair of clear eyes were shining brightly, as if her identity as an adopted daughter had not caused her to be downtrodden, but instead added a touch of fresh and refined beauty to her.

"I am the eldest daughter of the Yan family and the legitimate daughter-in-law of the Fu family. How can you compare with me?" Yan Haitang said with a smug look, "Yan Funing, no, you don't deserve the surname Yan. From now on, you are not allowed to return to the Yan family!"

Yan Fu gathered her fur collar and put her chin into it: "Don't worry, I won't go back."

The gorgeous sunset glowed on her, the bright red cloak with white fur collar made her look radiant, and her jade-like skin was glowing.

Especially her face, which is the most eye-catching.

Yan Haitang hated this face the most, and immediately shouted: "Why don't you get out of the Fu family?"

Caiyu said to Yan Funing, "Miss, I will go and pack my luggage."

"Wait!" Yan Haitang stopped him arrogantly, "You can't take away the dowry given by the Yan family, the clothes and jewelry bought by the Yan family. Caiyu's indenture is in the Yan family, so she can't leave either."

Yan Fu took off her cloak and threw it on the ground.

When the wind blew, her slender fingers immediately turned red, and her skirt clung to her waist, outlining her delicate and soft figure.

"Miss…"

Caiyu cried. How could her young lady have suffered such injustice?
Yan Funing looked at Caiyu deeply. Whether in the book or in her memory, this maid has always been loyal. It's a pity that she has no money and can't take her away.

Caiyu knelt down in front of Old Lady Yan, crying, and begged, "Old Lady, since the Second Young Lady has called you Grandma for so many years, please help the Second Young Lady!"

Old Mrs. Yan frowned. She was happy because Fu Ning was beautiful.

The reason I brought Caiyu here today was because I wanted Caiyu to continue to follow Fu Ning.

But Haitang is her granddaughter, so when comparing the two, her heart leans towards her biological granddaughter.

Thinking that her second son and daughter-in-law already had their own children after adopting Fu Ning, Old Lady Yan finally spoke up: "Just take a few sets of clothes and go."

In the corridor, twin brother and sister Fu Nanyao and Fu Beimo walked over.

Fu Nanyao walked slowly because of his lame leg, so he said loudly: "Brother, mother is still waiting for sister-in-law to serve tea."

As soon as she said this, she realized something was wrong.

Fu Ciyi said: "Tell mother to pack up and we will live in the countryside from now on."

Yan Funing was unsure. She was not the daughter of the Yan family. Although Fu Ciyi was kicked out of the Fu family, he could still go to the countryside. If he took the opportunity to take revenge and did not agree to her going with him...

Seeing her standing there motionless, Fu Ciyi tilted his head and asked, "Not leaving?"

Yan Funing said repeatedly: "Let's go, let's go."

"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, come live with us in the countryside." Fu Beimo walked quickly to Fu Ciyi, then turned to Yan Funing and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, let me tell you, you can dig earthworms in the countryside."

Yan Haitang sneered: "Fool!"

Fu Beimo glared at Yan Haitang and said, "I'm not a fool."

Yan Haitang snorted and laughed: "You are a fool!"

Yan Funing: "Who are you calling a fool?"

The boy was fair-skinned and innocent. Just because he called her sister-in-law, she had to join in.

The supporting actress is a spoiled and overbearing one, it's not like she can't learn from that.

Yan Haitang: "I scolded him, isn't he just a fool?"

Yan Funing: "Who are you scolding, idiot?"

Yan Haitang pointed at himself suspiciously and asked in disbelief: "Are you calling me a fool?"

Yan Funing asked back: "Since you admit it, why are you asking?"

Fu Ciyi's indifferent face, his eyebrows moved slightly, and then he walked away.

He had seen a certain woman's sharp tongue and knew that she was good at confronting people.

But he was surprised that she helped Bei Mo.

Yan Haitang was so angry that he wanted to grab Yan Funing's face.

Yan Funing squatted nimbly, picked up the cloak from the ground and threw it towards Yan Haitang's head and face.

No one knew what trick she had used, but Yan Haitang only felt a burning pain on her face and a buzzing in her ears, as if she had been slapped.

"Grandma!" Yan Haitang stamped her feet and leaned towards Old Lady Yan with a pitiful look of grievance. "Grandma, punish her!"

Yan Funing no longer paid attention to Yan Haitang. She took a few quick steps, her skirt swaying in a rippling arc, and soon she caught up with Fu Ciyi's steps.

"A little bit…"

Fu Beimo made a face at Yan Haitang, then trotted to the veranda, helped Fu Nanyao and walked away.
—The
second old master sent someone to watch Wan Niang and her son packing their things, fearing that they would steal valuables.

Seeing that they only brought a few sets of clothes and bedding, he immediately suggested that he could ask the driver to drive them to the countryside.

In the carriage, Wan Niang held Yan Funing's hand and said gently, "Don't be sad, child. You will definitely find your biological parents. You are Ci Yi's wife now, and I will treat you as my own daughter."

Yan Funing saw that although she couldn't see, she had a pretty face and gentle manners, so she unconsciously softened her voice: "I'm not uncomfortable."

Wan Niang used her palm to warm Yan Funing's hand: "I also want to thank Miss Yan Er for breaking off the engagement and letting me have you as my daughter-in-law."

Fu Nanyao couldn't help but interrupt: "Sister-in-law, that woman is too bad. She broke off my brother's engagement and now she's kicking us all out."

She had lively eyes and a pretty appearance, and she called "sister-in-law" in a crisp voice.

Fu Beimo nodded: "Too bad, she just called me a fool."

"I actually..."

Yan Funing didn't know how to respond. They didn't know yet that the bride had been replaced by the wrong one.

She wanted to say that it was she who broke off the engagement, but looking at the sparkling eyes of the brother and sister in front of her, Yan Funing didn't have the courage to say it at this moment.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 5 Sleeping in the Same Room

Wan Niang couldn't see, so she reached out and touched Yan Funing's face.

After touching it for a while, he smiled and praised: "Good looking."

Fu Nanyao smiled and nodded: "Of course, my sister-in-law is the prettiest."

"You hit your forehead pretty hard." Wan Niang touched the bump on Yan Funing's forehead, "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Funing was puzzled. Why did Fu Ciyi tell his mother and younger siblings about other things, but not about the wrong bride last night?
As she was thinking, the bump on her forehead was touched, and she cried out: "Well, it hurts..."

Her voice was soft and endearing, with a slight nasal tone.

It was as if it had a hook, drilling straight into Fu Ciyi's ear, causing his handsome brows to frown.

Fu Ciyi's face darkened. He glanced at Yan Funing's fair face that was as white as snow, and left the carriage indifferently.

Seeing his expression, Yan Funing thought to herself that it was bad.

Would he tell his mother and siblings that he had swapped brides with the wrong one last night and that she was the one who broke off his engagement, and then take revenge?

The wheels rumbled, the horses trotted.

After leaving the county town and passing through the town, Ma Bi sneezed loudly, and a long puff of white air came out. The car bumped all the way towards the countryside.

The road became narrower and more bumpy.

Yan Funing held on to the wall of the car and lifted the curtain to look out.

There are many vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and they all seem to be preparing New Year's goods, except them.

The wedding was completed yesterday on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, and today is the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month. The Fu and Yan families are really cruel, kicking people out at the end of the year.

When we arrived at the village, at the gate of a farmhouse, the horse raised its hooves and let out a long neigh, and the car finally stopped.

The courtyard is at the foot of the mountain and is the most remote place in the entire village.

Fu Beimo helped his mother out of the car and went to the main room.

Yan Funing helped Fu Nanyao out of the car. The car was some distance from the ground, and Fu Nanyao's lame leg could not bear the force, so he stood on the car and stopped.

Yan Funing jumped out of the car and reached out to help Fu Nanyao again, but she didn't expect that Fu Ciyi had already taken a step ahead of her and helped Fu Nanyao out of the car.

Yan Funing withdrew her hand awkwardly and looked around.

Fu Nanyao stood in front of her and said apologetically, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. I have difficulty walking, and my brother and younger brother have always taken care of me."

Fu Ciyi, who had already gone around to the back of the car to move the luggage, looked over when he heard the voice.

When a certain woman rejected his kiss, she grabbed her sister's legs and cursed her. If she did the same thing again...

Yan Funing smiled at Fu Nanyao: "Don't say that."

Suddenly, when she met Fu Ciyi's cold eyes, especially the undisguised disgust between his brows, Yan Funing's smile froze instantly.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes indifferently, picked up two bags and walked into the house.

At this time, the driver said angrily: "Take down all the luggage quickly so that I can return to the city earlier. It's almost the New Year, it's really unlucky that I have to catch this train."

Fu Nanyao said angrily: "Why do you talk like that?"

"How can I talk? I'm already lucky enough that I didn't leave you behind."

The driver picked up a large bag and was about to throw it on the ground.

Yan Funing quickly grabbed it and said, "There are bedding and clothes in here. If you throw them away, they will get dirty. You are just saving trouble. It's so cold today. It's a hassle for us to wash them."

"What does it have to do with me?"

"We haven't offended you, why are you doing this?" Yan Funing's voice was soft but sonorous, "Second Young Master is well-educated, and he will become a great man in the future."

"He couldn't even bring books out of the Fu family. Now that he has no books to read, what great things can he achieve?"

Having said that, the driver did not throw the luggage away and his voice became much lower.

Fu Ciyi didn't feel anything about what Yan Funing said at this moment.

The words that were said at the entrance of the book club, scolding him for being a bookworm, are still ringing in my ears.

Fu Nanyao was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Sister-in-law also thinks that brother is well-educated?" Then she said helplessly, "That bad woman only said that brother is too bookish and has a stubborn mind."

Yan Funing was stunned. Has a female supporting role ever been scolded like this before?

The memories are fleeting, and they really exist.

The grudge was too deep!
Without giving it any more thought, she grabbed the big bag and left.

However, the bag was too heavy, and she fell sideways after taking only two steps.

Seeing this, Fu Nanyao lent a hand.

Fu Ciyi came out of the house and saw it, and immediately said: "Sister, you can't lift heavy objects."

Yan Funing hurriedly said to Fu Nanyao: "I'll do it."

After saying this, she tightly grasped the big bag with her two little hands, bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and walked laboriously into the house.

Fu Ciyi walked towards her, looking straight ahead.

A certain woman who used to be domineering and arrogant now deliberately lowered her voice, looking so delicate as if she had suffered a great injustice.

He didn't want to look at her, but his peripheral vision inevitably fell on her.

The white little hands tightly grasped the bundle, the fingertips had turned white from the force. It was these hands that tore up their marriage certificate.

Fu Ciyi clenched his hands behind his back unnaturally.

Fu Nanyao took two steps forward and said softly, "Brother, I took the initiative to carry it just now."

Fu Ciyi said nothing.

Fu Nanyao added: "I can't lift heavy objects because of my legs and feet. My sister-in-law was brought up in pampered clothes, so she can't lift anything either."

Yan Funing walked into the house and placed the large bag on the wooden bench against the wall.

When she returned to the car to move her luggage, she was quite surprised and puzzled. Why did she carry such a big bag while someone else was carrying it and walking away...

It seemed like he was specifically against her.

In desperation, she had to take the small bag.

Soon, the luggage was moved and the driver drove away quickly.

The whole family lived in separate rooms in the main hall.

"Fifteen years ago, Ci Yi and I lived here for a while. Although I can't see it, I am still familiar with this place." Wan Niang pointed to the east wing room, "Nan Yao and I live in one room, and the small room next to it is for Bei Mo." Then, she moved her finger to the west, "This room is for Ci Yi and his wife to live in."

Yan Funing looked around. The yard was not big and was surrounded by a bamboo fence.

The main hall faces south and is adjacent to the kitchen. There are two side rooms on the east and west sides, one large and one small.

However, the fence was dilapidated and in pieces.

The walls of the house are mostly peeling, mottled and damaged.

Yan Funing looked towards the west wing. It would be no problem for her to live in this small room on the west side. It would be good enough to have a place to stay.

Fu Beimo went over and pushed open the door of the small room on the west side. Looking from outside, he saw a hole in the back roof. It was uninhabitable in that weather.

"Mom, this small room is too shabby. It's not suitable for my brother to live in, nor is it suitable for my sister-in-law to live in."

Wan Niang smiled and said, "This small room is the firewood room. When your brother and sister-in-law get married, they will naturally live in the big room."

Yan Funing was stunned. She had to sleep in the same room with someone!?
Fu Beimo nodded, not quite understanding, and returned to help his mother walk to the big room in the east. As he walked, he said, "When I get married, I will also live in the big room."

Wan Niang smiled and said, "Okay!"

Fu Ciyi said nothing as he took his mother and sister's luggage and put them in their room.

Fu Nanyao took some things that she could carry and left the main room.

Only Yan Funing stood in the main room, not moving.

After a while, Fu Ciyi turned back, picked up the bag containing bedding and took two steps.

Feeling that she was still standing there, Fu Ciyi's eyes were gloomy and his voice was slightly cold: "Do you want to sleep in the main room?"

(End of this chapter) Chapter 6 Eye to Eye

"No, it's not."

Yan Funing picked up a small bag and moved.

The bag contained her clothes and no other luggage.

The two of them entered the house one after the other.

The house had not been occupied for a long time, so even though one walked slowly, a lot of dust was still raised, and the dust illuminated by the light also floated.

Yan Funing wanted to ask him why he didn't tell his family, as she was the one who broke up the marriage, but when she saw so much dust in the house, she had to shut up and clean it up.

I just moved to the countryside, and although I didn't have much luggage, it still took me a long time to pack it.
—Lunch
.

Wan Niang blamed herself: "It's all my fault."

They left Fu's house without any rice or flour, so they were going to starve.

"I brought some steamed buns with me when I came out. I'll eat them for lunch." Fu Ciyi took out a cloth bag and put it on the table. "In the afternoon, I'll go to the mountains to collect firewood."

And get some game while you're at it.

As he spoke, he first gave his mother a steamed bun.

Fu Beimo moved quickly, picked up one in each hand and started chewing.

Fu Nanyao took a steamed bun and put it in Yan Funing's hand: "Sister-in-law, eat quickly."

Yan Funing: "Thank you!"

The weather is cold and the steamed buns have frozen hard.

Fu Beimo only took a few bites and couldn't eat anymore, and shouted that he wanted to go collect firewood.

Wan Niang said, "Just eat breakfast. It's okay to skip a meal, but it will make my daughter-in-law suffer."

Although the daughter-in-law is not a biological daughter of the Yan family, she has been spoiled since childhood. If she marries her eldest son, she will suffer. Just thinking about it makes her feel distressed.

Yan Funing ate in small bites, not knowing how to respond, so she just said, "I'm not hungry."

It is said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been a problem since ancient times, but her nominal mother-in-law is really good, speaks softly and looks gentle.

After a slight pause, Yan Funing said, "I'll go collect firewood too."

Afraid that someone would leave her behind, she looked up at him.

Fu Ciyi had never expected that she would meet his gaze like this.

He stood, one higher than the other, looking at her.

From this angle, he could easily see her expression.

Her eyelashes were thick and long, and her watery eyes stared at him without blinking, like a little fox begging for pity...

Innocence with cunning.

It's said that this woman has a purpose in everything she does, and now that she has nowhere to go, she starts to act pitiful in front of him?

But what surprised him was that her eyes were clear and pure.

"Just let their brothers go."

Wan Niang's words made the two people who were looking at each other look away and each ate their cold steamed buns.

Yan Funing lowered her eyes and said, "One more person can pick up more. It's cold today, so the firewood will burn quickly."

Only then did Wan Niang agree to let her go.

Before leaving, Fu Ciyi took a few strips of cloth and tied them together to bundle firewood. Yan Funing found a backpack from the firewood room and put it on her back.

The two of them called Fu Beimo and walked into the mountains together.

The weather was cold and there was almost no large firewood to pick up on the hill near the village.

The three of them had no choice but to march into the mountains.

Fu Ciyi was tall and had long legs. He walked in front, saying nothing all the way.

Fu Beimo followed Yan Funing, kicking the dry branches on the ground as he walked, and kept chirping: "...Sister-in-law, have you ever seen ants fighting?"

Yan Funing shook her head: "No."

"The fight between ants is really fun to watch. Next time I'll ask my sister-in-law to watch it with me."

"good."

Fu Beimo said happily: "My brother and sister never agreed to watch it with me, so my sister-in-law is better."

Fu Ciyi, who was walking in front, paused for a moment. How about this girl?
It was just an appearance.

He wanted to see how long she could perform.
The mountains were rarely visited by humans, probably because of wild animals.

There was a lot of firewood on the ground, and the three of them picked up a lot of it in a short while.

They piled the firewood together and tied it into bundles.

When the firewood was bundled into four piles, Fu Ciyi said coldly, "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Fu Beimo: "Oh."

Yan Funing: "Okay."

After Fu Ciyi disappeared from her sight, Yan Funing walked to the other side.

Fu Beimo followed her footsteps, thinking that she was going to collect more firewood, so he said, "Sister-in-law's backpack is too small to hold firewood."

Yan Funing patted the dust off her hands and said, "The backpack is not for carrying firewood."

"What's that for?" Fu Beimo chased after him.

"Picking mushrooms." Yan Funing stopped and looked around. "See if there are any dead trees nearby. If I'm lucky..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a dead tree covered with wild oyster mushrooms.

Yan Funing ran over quickly, picked the flowers one by one and put them into the basket behind her.

Fu Beimo imitated her, picking the fruits carefully and putting them in her backpack.

Soon the backpack was full.

Fu Beimo muttered, "It can't hold any more."

"It's okay, leave some small ones and we'll pick them next time."

When the two returned to the firewood pile, Fu Ciyi had not returned yet.

Yan Funing took off the backpack and squeezed her sore shoulders. She was so delicate that her shoulders ached just from carrying a basket of mushrooms.

Fu Beimo took a dead branch, squatted on the ground and scratched it, and suddenly shouted: "Sister-in-law, come and see, there are ants!"

Yan Funing moved her arms, walked to his side, lifted her skirt, and squatted down.

There were indeed a few ants on the ground.

"They didn't fight."

Fu Beimo said seriously: "Yes, they like to fight in groups."

Yan Funing was surprised and said, "Your observation skills are very good."

Ants live in groups, and conflicts often occur between ants from different groups, leading to fierce fights, just like two armies charging into battle.

It is really amazing that the innocent boy in front of me can observe this.

Being praised for the first time, Fu Beimo looked a bit boyish. He scratched his head and smiled shyly.

Others would just call him a little fool, but his sister-in-law was different and would praise him!

When Fu Ciyi came back, he saw the two men squatting with their heads down looking at the ground.

Hearing the footsteps, the two people on the ground looked up at the same time.

Yan Funing saw someone holding a pheasant in his hand. He was clean and tidy, without any sign of embarrassment from catching the pheasant.

Isn't this guy a weak scholar? How can he catch pheasants?
On second thought, in the book he tied her up and held a knife to her face. This kind of character is probably not weak.

Fu Beimo waved happily at his brother: "Brother, come and see the ants."

Fu Ciyi said to himself: "It's getting dark, let's go down the mountain."

Fu Beimo stuck out his tongue and made a face at his brother when his brother turned around.

His appearance was funny and innocent, causing Yan Funing to giggle out loud.

Fu Ciyi turned around when he heard the voice, his eyes sank slightly.

Yan Funing stopped laughing and put on the backpack, while Fu Beimo went to fetch firewood obediently.

Fu Ciyi tied the pheasant to the firewood, picked up two heavy bundles of firewood, and led the way down the mountain.

When they were almost home, they saw the yard was full of people.

A woman shouted: "Everyone, please judge, is it robbery to occupy other people's yards?"

Fu Nanyao's face turned red with anger: "What do you mean by occupying? This is our yard!"

The woman put her hands on her hips and shouted at the top of her voice: "This is my yard. My parents plan to use this yard to find a live-in son-in-law for me. Everyone in the village knows it!"

There are also wild oyster mushrooms in winter~
Science: Depending on the climate, oyster mushrooms can grow in autumn, winter and spring.

The seeds are sown in late October every year and can be harvested in about two months, just in time for the Spring Festival, when the harvest is at its peak.

If the seeds are sown in late November every year, it will take more than two months, nearly three months, for the mushrooms to grow.

—This
article is about wild oyster mushrooms. Some little cuties may ask, could it be that they were cultivated in ancient times?

Answer: Artificial cultivation has existed since the Sui and Tang dynasties, and there are also documents documenting the Western Jin and Northern Wei dynasties. Please believe in the wisdom of our ancestors~
Chapter 7: Sleep with Me

The villagers echoed.

Wan Niang was in the room, and because she couldn't see, she could only grope her way to the door.

"My fellow villagers should still recognize me. Now that we have moved back home, please take good care of me in the future!"

When Fu Nanyao heard her mother's voice, she quickly turned around and helped her.

Only then did the villagers notice Fu Wanniang. More than ten years had passed, but the blind daughter of the eldest wife of the Fu family had not changed at all.

An old lady asked, "It's Wan Niang, didn't you move to the county town?"

An uncle said, "Someone saw a carriage entering the village this morning. It turned out to be you guys."

Wan Niang smiled and said, "It's us. I asked the children to come and live in the place where their grandparents worked so hard."

The old lady nodded and praised: "Good girl!"

Fu Beimo didn't like so many people in his yard, so he took a few quick steps carrying the firewood and shouted, "Who are you? Get out of my house!"

The villagers frowned when they heard the voice. After all, they were living in the same village. How could they talk like that just after moving in? It was obvious that the boy was a fool.

Fu Beimo particularly disliked the woman who had just yelled, so he pulled out a piece of firewood and bared his teeth in a fierce look at her.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Hu Ajing turned around and left.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I was stunned by the young man walking towards me.

In the surrounding villages, even in the town, she had never seen a man more handsome than the one in front of her.

Her live-in husband is here just like that?
As for this yard, she needs to go home and discuss it with her parents and grandparents.

After watching the excitement, the villagers left the yard one after another.

"Fu Wanniang is blind, as you have seen. Her daughter's leg is lame, and the boy carrying firewood seems to be stupid. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a family."

"Didn't you see? The man carrying the wood who came in later was tall and handsome, and the girl following behind him had a face so tender that you could pinch water out of it."

"What do you think is the reason why they abandoned their house in the county town and moved to the countryside?"

"Then we have to ask the Hu family. Isn't Hu Ajing's grandmother the biological sister of Fu Da and Fu Er?"

"The elder Fu couple passed away a few years ago. Now the Fu family in the county is managed by the elder Fu couple..."

Fu Ciyi heard all the villagers' discussions.

His face turned gloomy. He moved the firewood into the woodshed and carried the pheasant to the kitchen.

Yan Funing was putting down her backpack in the kitchen when she saw someone coming in and asked, "Um, do you need my help with anything?"

Fu Ciyi didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "No need."

After saying that, he dropped the pheasant with its feet tied, picked up the bucket of water and left the kitchen.

Soon, Wanniang came to the kitchen, supported by the twins.

Facing them, Yan Funing was not as reserved as she was in front of Fu Ciyi.

It's not that she wanted to be reserved, it's just that the person's eyes, eyebrows, and whole body exuded coldness.

It was not his fault, it was the female partner who broke off the engagement first, causing him to lose face. Now facing her, he naturally had no good face.

After the four people in the kitchen chatted for a while, Fu Ciyi came back carrying two buckets of water.

Fu Beimo wanted to help his brother pour the water into the water tank, but was stopped by his brother.

"The water tank needs to be cleaned."

Fu Ciyi said as he took a kitchen knife and started to process the pheasant.

The movement of wiping the chicken neck was so neat and quick that Yan Funing couldn't help swallowing.

His eyes moved to the buckets. The two buckets were quite large. There was quite a distance from the river to the yard. He walked all the way with a steady breath.

Coupled with the way he wiped the chicken's neck, she couldn't help but remember the time in her dream when he slashed her face with a dagger.

This man is not a simple scholar, and her delicate body cannot afford to offend him.

Yan Funing stopped looking at him, scooped water from the bucket, and washed two handfuls of wild mushrooms.

Fu Nanyao was also not idle. She walked behind the stove and started to light the fire.

Fu Beimo saw that a bucket was empty and volunteered, "Mom, I'll go get some water and come back to wash the water tank."

"Be careful near the river."

Wan Niang gave him instructions, which was considered as her agreement to let him go.

Fu Beimo agreed, picked up the bucket and ran away.

Here, Fu Ciyi thought it was troublesome to remove the feathers, so he just peeled the skin. This method quickly processed the pheasant and threw it into the pot.

"We'll have the chicken and soup tonight, and I'll go see if there's any wild rabbit or something tomorrow."

Fu Nanyao smiled and said, "Great, there's a lot of wild rabbit meat."

Yan Funing opened the lid of the pot, put the oyster mushrooms in, and stirred them with a spoon: "It will make it more fresh."

Wan Niang nodded: "Okay, we don't even have any seasoning now, so let's add some oyster mushrooms to make it more flavorful." Then she sighed, "This is not a good way to live. How can people not eat?"

But now they don't even have rice or flour.

If I said I wasn't very hungry at noon, it was because I had already eaten breakfast. Now it was already dark and I was already starving.

Yan Funing said, "I'll take the remaining oyster mushrooms to the town to sell tomorrow morning and see if I can exchange them for some rice and flour."

Wan Niang was delighted: "My daughter-in-law knows how to live."

Not long after, Fu Beimo came back with water and started washing the water tank as soon as he arrived in the kitchen.

Listening to the sounds of the four children busying around in the kitchen, Wan Niang smiled with satisfaction.

The pheasant was rather tough and took quite a long time to cook. By the time the meat was soft and tender, it was already completely dark.

Because they were really hungry, the whole family still enjoyed the mushroom chicken soup even without any seasoning. The steamed buns left over from lunch instantly tasted several times better.

With the occasional sound of firecrackers outside, the meal was quite cozy.
-Late
at night, the family simply washed up and went back to their rooms.

When Yan Funing returned to the room, Fu Ciyi was making the bed.

"Thank you for taking me in!" she stammered.

As if he felt that what she said was wrong, Fu Ciyi half raised his eyelids and glanced at her, but did not correct her.

Yan Funing added: "It was me who broke off your engagement. You didn't tell your family about the wrong bride. I have to thank you for that."

After a slight pause, she added: "I'm not telling you not to say it..."

If he wanted to speak, she couldn't stop him.

And she also wanted to say it, but she felt that she had to find a suitable time.

Her current goal is to make money.

Considering that he will become a cruel and ruthless official, it will take at least two years.

In the past two years, she tried her best to please him and make more money.

Once she has money, she will compensate him for his mental damages, and she can live a good life in this world.

Well, the best of both worlds!

Fu Ciyi didn't know what she was thinking, so he just said, "My mother and her family are kind. I didn't say anything because I didn't want them to be sad."

"oh."

He changed the subject: "There is only one bed, you sleep on the floor."

Yan Funing: "Ah?"

It's freezing cold out here, how can a man like him ask her to sleep on the floor?

Fu Ciyi didn't respond and just sat down beside the bed.

Yan Funing walked up to him and asked quietly, "I'm afraid of the cold, can I sleep on the bed?"

"You mean you want to sleep with me?"

Fu Ciyi raised his eyes, with a hint of scrutiny in them, but soon there was no ripple at all.

Yan Funing was stunned. It seemed that it was not appropriate to let him sleep on the floor. After all, this was his home.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "Well, I have a good sleeping posture, I promise not to touch you, okay?"

Even if she had the courage of a bear or a leopard, she would not dare to touch him.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 8: Serving Tea and Calling Mother

Actually, she didn't want to sleep in the same bed with him, the problem was that she didn't want to sleep on the floor.

The ground was compacted earth, wet and cold.

Who can stand sleeping on the floor without a mattress?
If you sleep wrapped in a quilt, not only will it get dirty, but it is also quite narrow and won't cover you enough.

Fortunately, there were two quilts on the bed. Compared to sleeping directly on the floor, it was not unacceptable for her and him to each have one quilt.

Seeing that he didn't respond, and fearing that he would force her to sleep on the floor, Yan Funing gritted her teeth and picked up a sheet: "Use the sheet to pull a curtain in the middle of the bed, so that we can separate and not invade each other, okay?"

Fu Ciyi's expression was slightly solemn.

Non-aggression?

Bai Tian said that he would become a great man.

This woman is illiterate, and the words she said...

Seems a bit inky.

Probably because the Yan family is rich, the Yan family members are used to pretending to be cultured.

Yan Funing took a rope, tied it tightly at the center of both ends of the bed frame, and hung the bed sheet on it.

The bed sheets hung down and were tied with thin ropes at the head and foot of the bed.

"It's quite solid." She pinched the bed sheet and shook it slightly. "What do you think?"

Her eyes were like water, with a smile at the corners, staring at him without blinking.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes indifferently, then lay down and fell asleep.

Yan Funing was stunned for a moment, then walked around to the other side of the bed and got on it.

She blew out the light, took off her clothes, and lay down quietly.

The mountain wind howls outside the window.

Fu Ciyi frowned, he didn't like having other people in bed.

However, he had set the two-year deadline, so he would endure it for now.

Now the family is short of food and money, and for her who has been spoiled, such days are only a new thing once or twice a day.

As time goes by, it will become a great torture for her.

He wanted to see what she would do in a few days.
—The
next day, the dawn gradually appeared and the crowing of roosters could be heard one after another.

Yan Funing stretched when she heard the sound, and her arm hit the hanging bed sheet, which made her alert.

I saw that someone's clothes were gone at the end of the bed, so I guess he had gotten up.

She let out a sigh and hurried out of bed.

Living under someone else's roof, she was not allowed to stay in bed. Today she had to go to town to sell wild oyster mushrooms, and the earlier the better.

When she arrived at the kitchen, Fu Ciyi had already filled the water tank.

I was very hungry last night and ate all the steamed buns and chicken, but there was still a lot of chicken soup left.

Yan Funing washed two handfuls of oyster mushrooms, shredded them, cooked them with chicken soup, and ate them for breakfast.

After breakfast, Wan Niang took Yan Funing's hand and touched her face with a smile.

Yan Funing didn't understand.

Fu Nanyao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, mother asked you to serve tea."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Mom, there is no tea at home, so you don't have to serve tea."

"How can you talk like that, kid? I'm waiting for my daughter-in-law to call me 'mother'."

Wan Niang "looked" at her eldest son, her eyes empty and unfocused.

Yan Funing knew that someone did not regard her as his wife, and similarly, she did not regard him as her husband.

But they are husband and wife in name, and no matter what the future holds, serving tea is the right thing to do.

Yan Funing used warm water instead of tea, served the tea and called her mother.

Wan Niang was delighted to hear this and put a jade bracelet on Yan Funing's wrist.

"It's so valuable, I can't take it."

Yan Funing wanted to take off the jade bracelet, but was held down by Wan Niang.

"This bracelet belongs to me, please wear it with confidence."

"Thank you, mother!"

When the female supporting character broke off the engagement, she said a lot of inappropriate things, and Yan Funing couldn't help feeling guilty about it.

"You are so polite to me, kid." Wan Niang smiled and turned to the twins, "Nan Yao and Bei Mo, you two go out first. I have something to say to your brother and sister-in-law."

The brother and sister said yes and left the room.

Wan Niang held her son and daughter-in-law's hands, one on each side, and asked quietly, "You are already husband and wife, did you consummate your marriage in two nights?"

She was blind and couldn't see even with the Yuanpa.

Nan Yao is still unmarried and cannot be asked to see it, so her mother can only ask herself.

Yan Funing was petrified on the spot.

Fu Ciyi was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "Mother, my son is concentrating on the imperial examination and has no interest in anything else."

Wan Niang wanted to persuade her, but Yan Funing quickly said, "Mother, it's getting late. We need to sell the mushrooms as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wan Niang said repeatedly, "Ci Yi, you go with me."

"No need, I can do it alone." Yan Funing declined.

If possible, she would like to stay away from someone.

Although she didn't know the way to town, she could ask someone.

Wan Niang was worried about her daughter going alone, so she sternly asked her eldest son to go with her.

Yan Funing went back to her room and changed into plain clothes, then returned to the kitchen to carry her backpack. As soon as she stepped out of the kitchen door, she saw someone who had also changed into a plain robe, waiting for her at the gate of the courtyard.

The two said something to their families and went out one after another.

Fu Beimo waved his hand: "Sister-in-law, come back early."

Yan Funing turned around and responded with a smile.

Fu Nanyao couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you ask your brother to come back earlier?"

"Sister-in-law accompanied me to watch ants yesterday." Fu Beimo followed his brother and sister-in-law's backs, muttering, "Brother is not a man, he won't help sister-in-law carry the basket."

Wan Niang laughed after hearing this: "Bei Mo has grown up."

Fu Beimo said dissatisfiedly: "Sister-in-law cried out in pain in the car yesterday, but brother didn't help her blow it."

Wan Niang's smile became even wider.
—A
quarter of an hour later, Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi out of the village.

On the way to the town, many ox carts and donkey carts passed by.

A driver called out to them, "Hey, would you like a ride? Five cents a head to town."

Fu Ciyi said nothing and just walked on.

Yan Funing waved her hand: "No need."

They didn't have a single penny, and the oxcarts and donkey carts were moving slowly, and the carts were already packed with people.

The driver waved his whip and said, "It's okay if you don't want to take the bus. We'll have business next time."

A young woman on the cart sneered, "Look at the clothes they are wearing. They are made of fine material, but they can't even ride on an ox cart."

The man sitting next to her took out a few copper coins and gave them to the driver: "This is the fare for my wife and I to return home. The extra two copper coins are for the two people in front."

This move drew praise from everyone in the car, who said she had married the right person.

The young woman smiled shyly. She saw that the couple walking on the side of the road were both good-looking. However, the man was walking in front and didn't pay any attention to the girl with a backpack behind him.

With this comparison, the young woman felt that her husband was better and moved closer to him.

Although the ox cart is slow, it is still faster than a person walking.

After the car drove away, Yan Funing took a few quick steps, trying to catch up with Fu Ciyi.

Fu Ciyi didn't want to be too close to her, so when he noticed that she was quickening her pace, he also quickened his pace.

Yan Funing frowned. She sped up, but still couldn't catch up with him, so she jogged a few steps.

"Can you wait for me?"

The tone of voice was soft, with a hint of unconscious coquettishness.

There was no fluctuation on Fu Ciyi's face, and his pace slowed down a lot.

Yan Funing finally caught up with him.

She felt that she was tall among women, and this man was a head taller than her. She felt an inexplicable sense of oppression when walking beside him.

"I can go alone, you go back."

He didn't like her, and she wanted to have a better life in the future, so there was no need to be disliked at this moment.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 9: Helping Others

Fu Ciyi glanced to the side and saw her fair skin and delicate profile.

Soon, he looked away calmly and said indifferently: "My mother meant it."

"oh."

Yan Funing responded and memorized the route as she walked, so that she could go to the town alone next time.

The two of them said nothing more along the way.

Another half an hour passed and we finally arrived in town.

The streets in the town are paved with bluestone slabs, with gently upturned eaves on both sides, and shops are lined up, with pedestrians and vendors coming and going in an endless stream.

Fu Ciyi looked around the street and saw a bookstore. He tilted his head and said, "Meet here in two quarters of an hour."

"Okay." Yan Funing nodded.

Watching him walk away, her eyes moved to the side of the street, where many people were squatting on the ground with different vegetables placed in front of them.

Setting up the stall in this way was an idea, but she soon discovered a problem: people who came and went generally only asked questions, and very few bought anything.

If she did the same as them, it would be difficult for her to sell all the mushrooms in the basket within two quarters of an hour. She should go to an inn or pub to ask.

Having made up her mind, she walked towards a restaurant in front.

Halfway through, the crying of a little girl caught her attention.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in his twenties hugging a little girl at the entrance of the clinic, his voice choked with sobs: "My daughter is crying like this, can you please be kind and help take care of her first?"

The person in the clinic shouted back, "Look at your appearance, it's a question whether you can even come up with a hundred bucks. What if you can't afford it?"

The man comforted his daughter and begged: "Please help my daughter treat her arm, and I will definitely pay her back later!"

At this time, the doctor in the hospital came out slowly and said: "Your daughter's arm will be useless if you don't see a doctor. If you have money, go back and get it first."

Upon hearing this, the man was so anxious that he almost cried: "If I don't take a look, it will be useless. Please help me take a look as soon as possible!"

Just as he was about to kneel down and kowtow to beg, Yan Funing bent down slightly and held the little girl's arm.

Just with this touch, she knew that the little girl had just dislocated her ankle.

Then he held the little girl's wrist with one hand, supported her elbow with the other, pressed his thumb on the radial head, stretched and bent it with skillful force, and a slight popping sound was heard.

The doctor in charge glanced at Yan Funing and said to the man, "Your daughter's arm was touched by an unrelated person. It will be even more difficult to treat her."

The man said in embarrassment: "Miss, my daughter's arm..."

Yan Funing touched the little girl's face and asked gently, "Raise your arm and see if it still hurts?"

The little girl blinked her tearful eyes, raised her arms, and suddenly laughed out loud: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"

The man asked happily: "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

The little girl shook her head and said in a baby voice, "Daddy, it really doesn't hurt anymore."

The man pinched his daughter's elbow in disbelief, and only when he was sure that it didn't hurt anymore did he remember to thank the girl who had been carrying the basket.

The father and daughter looked around, but where was the girl?
At this moment, Yan Funing had already entered a restaurant.

"Boss, these are wild oyster mushrooms picked from the deep mountains. Can you give me a good price?"

She put down the basket and took out a mushroom to show the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took it, squeezed it, and nodded in praise, "Not bad, fresh and tender." He then compared the numbers and said, "Since it's wild, I'll give you 25 cents per pound."

Yan Funing didn't know what twenty-five coins were worth. She recalled the part about spending money in the book and found that there was very little description of prices. She could only ask, "How much is a pound of rice nowadays?"

The shopkeeper looked at her and saw that she was not dressed like a poor person. He thought that maybe she was some rich girl who came here to experience life in order to be able to manage the household in her husband's family in the future.

So he frankly quoted a price: "Ten cents a pound."

"Then do you want all my wild oyster mushrooms?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "It is indeed wild. I want all of them."

Yan Funing discussed with him: "I picked these mushrooms myself. Considering my hard work, can I charge 30 cents per pound?"

How can you bargain like this? It can be seen that the girl in front of him is indeed from a wealthy family and has no concept of money.

This basket of oyster mushrooms was probably picked by her servants.

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head: "It's five cents short, young lady."

He raised his hand and asked the waiter to weigh it. Excluding the backpack, the net weight of the oyster mushrooms was 7.8 jin.

Yan Funing discussed again: "Let's say it's eight jin, that's easier to calculate, a total of two hundred coins."

"Young lady, you know how to calculate!" The shopkeeper said with a smile, "As you wish, eight kilograms. Remember to bring your family to my restaurant for dinner next time."

The shopkeeper asked the waiter to collect the mushrooms, and he counted out two hundred coins and gave them to Yan Funing. Seeing that she had no purse, he gave her a red rope.

Yan Funing thanked her, strung the copper coins together one by one with a red string and put them in her sleeve pocket.

Her sleeve pocket suddenly became heavy. She put on the empty backpack and went to the grain and oil shop across the street holding the sleeve pocket.

I bought rice and flour at the grain and oil store, and also some seasonings. I almost spent all the two hundred coins, and had ten coins left.

Estimating that the agreed time had arrived, Yan Funing walked quickly to the street.

At this moment, the backpack was filled with twelve kilograms of rice, five kilograms of flour, and seasonings. It was so heavy that her shoulders ached.

The female supporting character's delicate body had never been able to carry such a heavy object. She was out of breath after only a few steps.

Fu Ciyi had been waiting for a while, and when he saw her coming over, her breathing was very unstable, so he calmly took a look into her backpack.

The things in the backpack are packed in a cloth bag, such as rice and flour.

This woman actually sold the oyster mushrooms.

He coughed lightly: "Do you want to take a ride?"

At this time, the coachman they had met on the way here just now shouted to them, "Young couple, please take the carriage. It's ten cents for two people."

The pain in Yan Funing's shoulder made her not care about how others addressed her and someone else.

Besides, they are indeed husband and wife now.

She quietly pinched the only ten copper coins left in her sleeve pocket. These ten coins could buy a pound of rice.

The coachman patted the two empty seats beside him and said, "The young couple saved money when they came here. Do they have to save money when they go back? Life is not that frugal."

Yan Funing really couldn't carry the basket full of rice and flour anymore. She pursed her lips and was about to speak when she heard a crisp voice.

"We paid in advance when we came here, and my husband gave you two more copper coins. How can you give up our seat to someone else?"

The driver smiled and said, "Since you guys are taking so long to come, I thought I'd go back and take you with me on my next trip."

The young woman snorted, turned to Yan Funing, stretched out five fingers and flipped them a few times: "Fifteen cents, give us fifteen cents, and I'll give you these two seats."

Yan Funing said, "We won't sit in the seats you reserved."

The young woman sneered, "Can't you come up with fifteen cents?"

Fu Ciyi stood beside Yan Funing and asked calmly, "Do you want to sit?"

"No."

Yan Funing pinched the copper coins in her sleeve pocket again. She really couldn't take out fifteen cents.

If you can come here, you can naturally go back.

Not wanting to look at the young woman's face again, Yan Funing walked away.

Suddenly she felt something light on her back, and she turned her head quickly to see someone holding the handle of the backpack.

"I'll carry it," he said.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 10 Let Her Be the Boss

Without waiting for her to react, Fu Ciyi took the backpack from her back and put it on his own back.

Just as he came, he quickly walked ahead.

Yan Funing chased after him and wanted to say thank you, but the words couldn't come out.

The rice and flour in the basket also need to be eaten by someone, so it is only natural for him to carry it back.

Fu Ciyi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and his handsome brows slightly frowned.

She was already out of breath just carrying such a small basket of things, and now she was massaging her shoulders all the way.

Squeamish!

The annoyance in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not be concealed.
—When
the two of them arrived home, it was almost noon.

"Mom, we're back."

As soon as I entered the courtyard, Yan Funing called out sweetly.

Wan Niang, who was in the main room, heard the voice and waved in the direction of the voice with a smile on her face: "Child, come in quickly. It's cold outside."

Fu Ciyi walked quickly into the house and put the backpack aside.

Wan Niang groped over and touched her eldest son's arm. She slapped it away and when she grabbed Yan Funing's arm, she smiled and asked, "Are you tired?"

Fu Ciyi: "…"

"I'm not tired, it's..." Yan Funing pursed her lips and finally said, "It was my husband who carried the rice and flour back. I'm not tired."

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wan Niang pulled Yan Funing to sit down and said softly, "How can I not be tired? It's a long way from here to the town."

Yan Funing smiled slightly, took the water poured by Fu Nanyao, and took a small sip.

"There were nearly eight catties of oyster mushrooms. Based on the eight catties of weight, I sold them for two hundred coins." She took another sip of water and said, "Then, I went to the grain and oil store to buy rice and flour, and also bought salt and sugar. The store had rapeseed oil and soy sauce, but I had to bring my own containers to buy them, so I didn't buy any."

Wan Niang praised: "My daughter-in-law is so capable!"

Fu Beimo opened the rice bag, then the flour bag, and said happily, "We won't be hungry anymore!"

Yan Funing hummed, "Twelve kilograms of rice and five kilograms of flour, should be enough for us to eat for a few days." She took out the last few copper coins from her sleeve pocket and smiled shyly, "After buying these, I only have ten cents left."

Wan Niang gently patted the back of Yan Funing's hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work, kid!"

At this time, Fu Ciyi took out a handful of copper coins and placed them on the table.

Two copper coins fell to the ground and rolled away.

"Brother, how come you have copper coins too?"

Fu Beimo picked it up quickly.

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "I earned this from writing, so please keep it, mother."

Only then did Yan Funing discover that there were black ink marks on his fingers.

Fu Nanyao took the two copper coins picked up by his brother and counted them together with the pile on the table.

After a moment, she smiled and said, "Brother and sister-in-law together, the total is sixty-eight coins."

Wan Niang said, "All this money will be kept by my daughter-in-law. You will be the head of our family from now on."

Yan Funing was puzzled: "I am the head of the family?"

Wan Niang nodded: "Yes, I believe you."

Yan Funing looked at someone. After all, he had earned fifty-eight coins here, but it was not a good idea to ask him at the moment, so she strung the copper coins together one by one with a red rope.

Wan Niang said happily: "It's almost noon, let's make noodles."

Although she can't see, she is still good at kneading dough and rolling noodles.

Fu Beimo carried the backpack, Fu Nanyao supported Wan Niang, and the three of them went to the kitchen.

Yan Funing was wearing copper coins, and seeing someone was still there, she asked softly, "Do you want to put your copper coins away yourself?"

Fu Ciyi poured himself a glass of water, but when he heard her question, he paused.

"If I tell you to take care of it, you should do it."

The voice is slightly cold.

It's just a few copper coins, not a big deal.
—In
the kitchen, just as the flour was put into the basin, a lot of noise came from the yard.

Hu Ajing came again with a few villagers.

"When my great uncle and great aunt came to the city, they asked my grandma to look after this courtyard." Hu Ajing said confidently, "Now that my great uncle and great aunt are no longer alive, this courtyard belongs to me and my grandma."

Fu Nanyao patted the flour on his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Hu Ajing's neck stiffened: "I come from a courtyard, do I need your consent?"

Yan Funing put away the copper coins and left the main hall. Her beautiful eyes stared at the dark-skinned woman not far away: "Who are you?"

"My name is Hu Ajing, Fu Da is my great uncle, and my grandmother is Fu Da's biological sister."

"What you just said is a fallacy."

"Why is it crooked?"

Yan Funing said calmly, "Grandpa and grandma are gone, so when their daughter and grandchildren come back, can't they live in this yard? But you, a relative from another family, are allowed to occupy it? Isn't this a perverse logic?"

Hu Ajing had never expected that the extremely beautiful girl opposite her could excite her with just one word.

In the kitchen, Wan Niang asked her youngest son to help her back to her room. The issue of the ownership of this courtyard had to be settled.

"What nonsense is that? My grandparents said that Fu Wanniang is not my uncle and aunt's biological daughter at all!" Hu Ajing pointed at Fu Wanniang who was passing by, and then turned to the middle-aged man standing next to her, "Village head, please give us your opinion!"

The village head pondered for a moment and said, "The house of Mr. Fu should be inherited by his children. That's right. If he has no children, then his relatives will inherit it."

Fu Nanyao was anxious, and looked anxiously at Fu Ciyi who was still drinking water in the main room: "Brother!"

Fu Ciyi put down the bamboo teacup and just as he stepped out of the main room, he heard a clear voice.

"May I ask if the law stipulates that adopted children also enjoy inheritance rights?" Yan Fu stared at the head of the village. "Who took care of their grandparents in their old age and let them enjoy the happiness of family life? What did the Hu family do during this period?" She moved her eyes to Hu Ajing's face. "Now they jump out and even want to occupy this dilapidated old house. What kind of law is this?"

The corners of Fu Ciyi's lips twitched slightly. This woman actually understood the laws of the dynasty.

The head of the village choked up and said, "This..."

Even the head of the village was rebuked. Hu Ajing was so anxious that she jumped up and down: "The adopted one is an outsider. How can an outsider inherit?"

At this time, Wan Niang took out the house deed and showed it to everyone.

"Before my parents passed away, they changed the name on the house deed to mine. Considering that the Fu and Hu families are relatives, I gave Miss Hu face last time. I didn't expect this to happen again today. Please speak a fair word to the head of the village!"

The village head said, "Since the deed has already been transferred to a new owner, it cannot be considered as inheritance. Hu Ajing, what are you still fighting for?"

The other party even had the house deed, so Hu Ajing had nothing to say.

After this incident, the village head and the villagers left in embarrassment.

Hu Ajing saw that the young man standing at the door of the main hall was very handsome, and smiled at Fu Wanniang with a smug look on her face: "Uncle, cousin, our two families are relatives after all. I was wrong today, please don't be angry."

Wan Niang didn't respond.

Hu Ajing turned to Fu Ciyi and smiled, lowering her voice to make it as pleasant as possible: "This is my second cousin, right? Is my second cousin married?"

"Go away! You are not welcome in our house!" Fu Nanyao frowned, "Also, my brother is already married!"

Wan Niang stretched out her hand in the general direction where Yan Funing was standing: "Daughter-in-law, help me back to the kitchen quickly. I will roll noodles for you."

(End of this chapter) Chapter 11 Brothers' Fight

"Thank you, mom. I like eating noodles!" Yan Funing obediently held Wan Niang's arm.

Wan Niang stretched out her other hand and said, "Ci Yi, you also support me."

Fu Ciyi knew what his mother was thinking, but he didn't expose her. He just went along with her and said, "Mom, walk slower."

Hu Ajing stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, and suddenly felt upset.

Fu Nanyao asked with a smile: "Since the Fu and Hu families are relatives, why didn't you go to the city to attend the wedding when my brother and sister-in-law got married?"

Hu Ajing was choked by the question. In fact, her grandmother wanted to marry into the Hu family and had a falling out with her natal family.

How could she bring herself to say something about this old matter?

In fact, it was not my great uncle and his friends who asked my grandmother to look after this yard. It was my grandmother who felt that they were enjoying themselves in the city and wanted to occupy it.

That's how I made up a story to tell the villagers.

"I, I'm very busy. I don't have time to attend the wedding."

She left with a word, stamped her feet, and ran away.

Fu Beimo just pulled out a piece of firewood and wanted to chase the man away, but unexpectedly the man ran away on his own.

"No, why did you run away?"

Fu Nanyao shouted at Hu Ajing's back: "Because she knows that our brother has a sister-in-law. She must be sad."

"Having a sister-in-law is a good thing, why is she sad?"

"You don't understand."

Fu Nanyao walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Fu Beimo poked the ground with the firewood and muttered, "That woman is not a good person. How could I not understand? I understand it too well."

One pound of flour plus water can make about one pound and four ounces of noodles.

There are five people in the family, and the three girls have smaller appetites, so one pound and four ounces of noodles is just enough for the whole family for a meal.

The hand-rolled noodles were cooked and everyone enjoyed them with relish.

"The noodles made by mom are so delicious!" Yan Funing praised sincerely.

It's like eating the hand-rolled noodles made by my mother. My nose suddenly feels sour and I miss home.

"If you like it, go get more. There's more in the pot." Wan Niang said, "If you add an egg, the noodles will be chewier and more delicious."

"I'm full." Yan Funing lowered her head and spoke with a choked voice.

Hearing something wrong in her voice, Fu Ciyi turned his head slightly, only to see that her head was half lowered, and his expression could not be seen.

Yan Funing quickly adjusted her state of mind, raised her head and said, "I will go into the mountains this afternoon to pick the remaining oyster mushrooms. I will go to the town tomorrow to see if I can exchange them for some eggs."

"I just mentioned eggs casually. Kid, you guys take a rest. The two brothers are going into the mountains."

Wan Niang said this and asked Fu Nan Yao to accompany Yan Fu Ning back to her room.

The aunt and sister-in-law came to the west room and sat down to talk about what they saw and heard in the town today.

After all, they were not very familiar with each other, so after a few words, they just smiled at each other and couldn't find any other topic to talk about.

Yan Funing watched her slowly press the lame leg and asked softly, "Can I ask what's wrong with your leg?"

Fu Nanyao patted his leg and smiled helplessly: "The bone was broken, and it became like this after it was reconnected."

Seeing that she was unwilling to say why she injured her leg, Yan Funing didn't ask any more questions.

Fu Beimo's voice came from outside, shouting that he wanted to go to the mountains.

After a while, he appeared at the door of the room and said to Yan Funing with a smile: "Sister-in-law, let's go into the mountains. Maybe we can see ants fighting today."

Fu Nanyao said disdainfully: "How can you take my sister-in-law to see ants?"

Fu Beimo stuck out his tongue at her: "You don't watch with me." He turned his eyes and smiled at Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law is a good person. She will watch ants with me."

She even praised him for being so awesome.

My sister-in-law is the best sister-in-law in the world!

Fu Nanyao glared at Fu Beimo, stood up, and limped out of the house.

Yan Funing went to Wan Niang and said, "Mother, I still have to go into the mountains."

Wan Niang said, "You have been to town, you should have a good rest."

"Last time when I was picking oyster mushrooms, my husband went to catch pheasants. As for Beimo, I'm afraid he doesn't know the way."

Thinking that it was easy to get lost in the deep mountains and that Bei Mo's mind was like that of a child, Wan Niang agreed to let her go.

The three of them went into the mountains again.

It was a rare opportunity that his sister-in-law persuaded his mother to go into the mountains with him. Fu Beimo was so excited that he jumped left and right beside Yan Funing.

Seeing that she was carrying a backpack, he naturally took the backpack from her back and put it on his shoulders.

Fu Ciyi was walking in front as usual. When he turned around and saw his brother's behavior, he frowned.

The empty backpack was not heavy, because her shoulder was injured when she carried the mushrooms to the town. Now her shoulder felt lighter, and Yan Funing felt a lot more relaxed.

"Thank you Bei Mo!"

Her voice is delicate and soft.

Fu Ciyi's deep eyes were filled with disgust.

This woman who crushed his pride and self-esteem inch by inch even had such an annoying voice.

Fu Beimo smiled even more happily and made up his mind that after picking the oyster mushrooms, he would carry them back home.

After walking for a long time, we finally arrived at the field where we picked oyster mushrooms yesterday.

Fu Ciyi said: "It may take longer today, so don't run around."

He left after saying a few words.

Fu Beimo put down his backpack and picked mushrooms with Yan Funing.

Soon all the oyster mushrooms on the dead tree were picked.

Fu Beimo patted the dirt on his hands: "Sister-in-law, there was more yesterday, less today."

Yan Funing frowned when she saw the oyster mushrooms that only took up half of the basket.

When they left yesterday, there were still a lot, enough to fill a backpack, and even some left over.

But today, there are suddenly a lot less.

"It's probably been picked by someone else."

Fu Beimo said angrily: "Who is it?"

Yan Funing said calmly, "Many villagers saw it when I went home yesterday."

As the saying goes, live by the sea, eat by the sea; live by the mountain, eat by the mountain. The villagers naturally know that this wild oyster mushroom is edible.

Edible fungi are rarely seen on the hills near the village. Most of them are picked as soon as they grow.

Yesterday they saw her carrying a full basket, it would be strange if they didn't envy her.

If they can't find it on the nearby hills, they will go deep into the mountains to look for it.

This was picked up by someone.

Fu Beimo cursed: "They are so bad!"

Yan Funing said: "Let's look around."

However, the uncle and his wife walked around the area for a long time and only managed to pick a few wild mushrooms sporadically.

Looking at the dull-colored wild mushrooms, Fu Beimo was unhappy: "Ugly!"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "These are shiitake mushrooms. They have a stronger fragrance after being dried. They are delicious when used to stew chicken."

"All right."

Fu Beimo obediently went back to the dead tree with Yan Funing to wait for Fu Ciyi.

After waiting for a long time and still not seeing him, Fu Beimo started looking for ants on the ground.

Yan Funing stood on the top of the mountain and looked around.

I saw a bamboo forest in the distance and wondered if I could dig winter bamboo shoots there. I'll go take a look when I have time.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Fu Ciyi finally came back.

This time he shot two pheasants and a rabbit.

Fu Beimo's eyes lit up: "Brother is awesome!"

Fu Ciyi picked up two pheasants and a wild rabbit together and reached for the backpack.

But Fu Beimo got there first.

"I carried it on my back when I came here, and I will carry it on my back when I go back!" He was clearly smiling just now, but now he stopped smiling and said seriously, "I will carry the backpack, and my sister-in-law will say thank you to me."

Yan Funing couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "Thank you Bei Mo!"

Fu Beimo smiled complacently.

Fu Ciyi withdrew his hand silently. He was sick, so he helped her carry the backpack.

When they came back from town, he carried her all the way on his back, but she never said thank you to him.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 12 The girl stayed

. The three returned home.

Fu Nanyao saw that there was a hare this time and happily pulled Fu Ciyi's sleeve.

"Brother is so kind. He actually shot a wild rabbit. Can we eat it tonight?"

Fu Ciyi nodded and smiled dotingly: "As you wish."

He immediately put down the pheasant and took the rabbit to the river to deal with it.

Yan Funing was stunned. She didn't know he could laugh like this.

Pursing her lips, she went to Wan Niang's side and said, "Mom, we picked a few oyster mushrooms this time."

"It's okay." Wan Niang said with a smile, "Hurry up and wash your hands and take a rest."

"Mom, my sister-in-law also picked mushrooms."

Fu Beimo picked up a handful of mushrooms and asked his mother to smell them.

Wan Niang nodded with a smile: "It's mushrooms."

"There are not many mushrooms, so just leave them at home." Yan Funing said while washing her hands.

Wan Niang: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The dinner consisted of rabbit meat, mushroom soup, and rice. This was the most filling meal I had in the countryside, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
-At
night, the moonlight was like silver, and the wind was bone-chillingly cold.

The moonlight shines across the mountains and fields, and occasionally fireworks burn in the sky.

Yan Funing went back to her room first.

She just washed up briefly before going to bed last night, but today she had to wipe her body no matter what.

Bathing here is a luxury. Not only is there no bathtub, but you also have to boil a large pot of water.

She had no choice but to get a wooden basin, fill it with hot water, and use a towel to wash.

This body was too delicate and felt more pain than an ordinary person. The handkerchief brushed against her shoulder and she shivered in pain.

I turned my head to the side and realized that my shoulder was rubbed raw.

She is really amazing. Even if there is clothes between them, her skin will be rubbed raw by carrying a backpack.

After she finished scrubbing, she picked up her clothes and put them on.

When getting dressed, the fabric touches the injured area and causes a dull pain.

The pain was not unbearable, but how was she going to carry the basket to town tomorrow?
She half-pulled her collar and tilted her head to look at the broken skin, thinking.

Suddenly, with a creak, the door was pushed open and cold wind rushed in.

Yan Funing quickly fastened her collar.

Fu Ciyi stood there in a daze.

There were two obvious red marks on her fair shoulders.

The collision of red and white colors, even though he quickly lowered his eyes, the picture still lingered in his mind.

Yan Funing hurriedly put on her coat and took the wooden basin out to pour water.

Fu Ciyi then moved his feet.
—The
next day, Yan Funing got up very early.

After breakfast, he prepared to take half a basket of oyster mushrooms to the town to sell.

After saying something to Wan Niang, she picked up the backpack and went out.

I can't recite it again today.

Before he even stepped out of the yard, a beautiful hand grabbed the handle of the backpack and took it away.

She exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

"The two pheasants have to be sold too."

Fu Ciyi put the backpack on his shoulder and walked away carrying the pheasant.

Yan Funing pinched the five cents in her sleeve pocket, turned back to her room to get another five cents, and then trotted to catch up with him.

"Want a ride?"

She showed him the ten copper coins.

Fu Ciyi didn't even spare her a glance, and said indifferently: "No, if you feel tired, don't go."

"I'm not tired." Yan Funing quickened her pace, trying to keep up with him. "Can you walk slower? You walk too fast, I can't keep up."

The delicate voice made Fu Ciyi very unhappy.

"I carried the backpack and the pheasant." He stopped and glanced at her coldly, "Is it because the ten copper coins are too heavy that you can't walk fast?"

This person spoke with sarcasm and an aggressive tone, and Yan Funing's watery eyes misted up uncontrollably.

The supporting actress appears arrogant and domineering on the surface, but in fact she is delicate and weak, and she can't help but shed tears.

She could hardly control the tears in her eyes.

It could be anyone she wants to offend, but the female supporting character chose to offend this future powerful official.

This person was a vengeful person, and after becoming a powerful official, he was ruthless and could stir up bloody storms with just a flick of his hand.

She couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat about what she would be like in two years.

"I can walk fast."

She blinked away the mist, looked up at him, revealing a slender, white neck.

"That's good."

Fu Ciyi looked away indifferently and walked away again.
—Finally
arriving at the town, Fu Ciyi handed the backpack and pheasant to Yan Funing: "Can you sell all these?"

She said, "I'll give it a try. If I can't sell it, I can take it home and eat it myself. Is that ok?"

Fu Ciyi didn't respond to her words, but just said: "Meet up here in half an hour."

Watching his back walking away, Yan Funing muttered a few words.

Looking through the bustling crowd, she immediately saw the owner of the restaurant from yesterday, who was standing at the door watching the passers-by.

The shopkeeper also saw her and waved at her: "Miss, are you here again?"

Yan Funing walked over quickly and said, "Boss, do you still want some wild oyster mushrooms?"

"Yes, I was just waiting to see if you would come." The shopkeeper said with a smile, "The customers who ate the basket of mushrooms you brought yesterday all said they were delicious."

He raised his hand and led the person into the restaurant.

"It's a pity that we only have half a basket today." Yan Funing showed him the mushrooms in the basket and picked up two pheasants. "We caught the pheasants last evening. They are fresh. Do you want them, boss?"

Pheasant meat is at its fattest and tenderest in this season, and if cooked well, it can be sold at a high price.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper said, "I want both!"

As he spoke, he ordered the waiter to bring a scale and weighed the mushrooms himself.

"Today, we have a little less oyster mushrooms, only three and a half pounds." Then, he hooked the scale hook to the pheasant's tied feet and weighed them. "The two pheasants are about the same weight, so I'll sell them by the piece, okay?"

Yan Funing's eyebrows curved, "Boss, give me a price."

The implication is that if he offers a high price, it will be done.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Two hundred and fifty coins for one, so two will be five hundred coins. Plus three and a half catties of oyster mushrooms, which are twenty-five coins a catty, that's eighty-seven and a half coins. A total of six hundred coins for the young lady, what do you think?"

Yan Funing calculated and said with a smile: "OK!"

He gave an extra twelve and a half cents.

The shopkeeper ordered the waiter to take the mushrooms and pheasant to the back kitchen, and took out copper coins from the counter and gave them to Yan Funing.

"Girl, from now on, if you have any wild game, just bring it directly to my shop."

"As long as the shopkeeper offers a high price, I will come again."

The shopkeeper said frankly: "If those two pheasants were alive, the price would be doubled."

Yan Funing's beautiful eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Of course it's real. If there are customers who want to eat freshly slaughtered meat, the price is not an issue."

The shopkeeper counted the copper coins and pushed them all in front of her.

Yan Funing took out her purse and put the copper coins in it.

A heavy purse makes people happy just by squeezing it.

After leaving the restaurant, she went to nearby inns and pubs to ask, and the prices they offered were generally lower than those given by the restaurant owner.

It seems that the restaurant owner is a real person.

After selling things, I went to a few more shops. There was still a lot of time left before the agreed time with someone.

Yan Funing planned to buy rapeseed oil and soy sauce.

Just as he was about to step into the grain and oil store, someone stopped him.

"Girl, please stay!"

Following the sound, I saw that it was the father and daughter who were at the door of the clinic yesterday.

The little girl turned around and called out sweetly, "Daddy, that person is really my sister!"

The young man pulled his daughter towards Yan Funing.

"Miss, you saved me yesterday, and we haven't been able to thank you yet. Today, we are lucky enough to meet you..." The young man pulled his daughter's arm, "Xiaoya, kowtow to your benefactor!"

(End of this chapter) Chapter 13: Careful Calculation

The little girl wanted to kneel down on the spot, but Yan Funing held her arm.

"Don't kneel!"

The little girl blinked her eyes and said, "Sister Benefactor is so pretty!"

Yan Funing smiled and touched the little girl's face: "You are also pretty."

The little girl turned back and said: "Daddy, my sister said I'm pretty too."

The young man hummed, took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to Yan Funing.

"What are you doing?" Yan Funing took a step back.

"Yesterday the doctor at the clinic said that Xiaoya's arm needed to be treated with a fee of one hundred yuan. I didn't have that much money with me at the time, so I had to ask them for help, but they refused. Fortunately, the girl helped, otherwise Xiaoya's arm would have been useless."

As he spoke, he handed the money forward.

Yan Funing waved her hand and declined: "Your daughter's arm is just dislocated, it's just a small problem, you don't have to give me money."

She just did it for free.

Although she is short of money now, there is no need to charge for helping to treat the dislocation.

The young man was surprised and said, "One tael of silver is equivalent to one tael of silver. It's just a dislocated joint, but the doctor in the clinic is so bold to ask such a high price. I run a blacksmith shop, and it takes me a long time to save up one tael of silver."

Yan Funing said: "It's not easy to make money, put it away quickly."

But she didn't expect that the young man must repay her.

"Miss, you should accept it. The clinic asked for a high price, and I was reluctant to give it. But you are kind-hearted, and you really cured my daughter's arm. This is a thank you gift, please accept it!"

Yan Funing asked: "Are you a blacksmith?"

The man nodded: "Yes, I make a living by forging iron."

"Can you make exquisite silver needles?"

Speaking of his craft, the man was full of energy: "I'm not bragging, I can even make an embroidery needle."

Yan Funing nodded: "Keep the money. When the time is right, I will ask you to help me make a set of instruments."

To make a set of silver needles, at least several taels of silver would be needed as materials. She also wanted to make other tools, which would require even more silver.

The man said happily: "Okay!"

He will definitely do it carefully and take it as a reward.

Thinking of this, he put away the hundred-dollar bill.

He pointed in the direction of the east street: "Walk a mile from there and you will find my blacksmith shop. My name is Tong Cheng. When you get there, mention my name and everyone will know it."

At this time, the little girl came to hold Yan Funing's hand: "My name is Tong Ya."

Yan Funing squeezed Tong Ya's hand and smiled, "I'll remember that." She looked up at Tong Cheng and said, "I'll probably go there in a while."

Tong Cheng nodded: "I'll be at your service anytime."

Soon, Tong Cheng took Tong Ya away, and Yan Funing went into the grain and oil shop.

"Boss, how much are rapeseed oil and soy sauce?"

The shop owner lazily said, "Rapeseed oil is fifty cents a pound, and soy sauce is eighteen cents a pound."

Yan Funing originally prepared two empty ceramic jars, planning to buy rapeseed oil and soy sauce today.

I didn't expect them to be so expensive, especially rapeseed oil.

Although he made some money today, most of it was from pheasants caught by someone, so he decided not to touch the money he earned for now.

And she has to save part of what she earns.

After thinking for a while, she took out a clay pot and said, "Soy sauce is 15 cents per pound. Is that okay?"

The shop owner shook his head and said, "My shop has been open for decades, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it."

It means that you cannot bargain.

"Then give me a pound of soy sauce."

Yan Funing took out eighteen coins and handed over the pottery jar.

I still have some rice and flour at home. There is only one grain and oil store in town, and the price is fixed, so I won't buy any today.

When I get back to the village, I'll ask who has grown some of their own crops to sell.

It would be nice if I had a field at home.

The owner scooped a pound of soy sauce into the ceramic jar, took the copper coins and counted them. When he found that the quantity was correct, he allowed Yan Funing to take the ceramic jar away.

Yan Funing closed the lid tightly and put the pottery jar back into the backpack.

After leaving the grain and oil shop, I bought two cabbages from a street vendor. Cabbages were cheap and cost only seven cents. I thought of the eggs my mother-in-law had mentioned, and when I asked the price, I found out that they were five cents each, so I only bought two.

Since she failed to buy rapeseed oil, Yan Funing planned to buy a piece of fat meat, which would be good for making lard at home, so she walked to the meat stall.

When she asked about the price, she was surprised.

Fat meat costs seventy cents per pound, and lean meat costs fifty cents per pound.

Fatty meat is more expensive than lean meat!
The stall owner was covered in fat, and when he was chopping meat bones, he was shaking all over.

"You can tell from the looks of it that the girl doesn't buy vegetables very often, so fat meat is of course more expensive than lean meat." The stall owner tossed out a piece of fat meat and said, "Look, this fat meat is shiny and oily, and it's great for making oil."

Meat is too expensive. No wonder it is written in books that people only eat it a few times a year during the New Year holidays.

Now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, pork is even more expensive.

Yan Funing thought about it and realized that one pound of fat could not make one pound of lard, so it would be better to go back to the grain and oil store and buy a pound of rapeseed oil.

Seeing that she was about to leave, the stall owner called her and said, "Girl, the pig's offal, ribs and bone sticks are all cheap, do you want some?"

Yan Funing retracted her toes that were about to be raised: "How much are the spare ribs?"

The stall owner slapped a fan of pork ribs and said, "It's a bargain price. A whole set of pork bones costs only a pound of lean meat. If you want, take them all."

Yan Funing finally understood that the food of the ancients contained little oil and water, so fatty meat was the most expensive.

Lean meat does not have much oil or water, and although it tastes good, it is not as expensive as fatty meat.

Bones are the least valuable.

The ribs that are delicious and expensive nowadays are surprisingly cheap here.

"There are too many whole pig bones." Yan Funing pointed at a fan of pork ribs he threw in front of her, "How much is this? If it's cheap, I'll take it."

The stall owner saw two cabbages in the basket she had placed on the ground, so he asked, "How much are these two cabbages?"

"Seven cents." Yan Funing said honestly.

"This piece of pork ribs is ten cents." The stall owner was afraid that she would not want it, so he hurriedly said, "I see your backpack is not big, I will cut the ribs in half and put them in the backpack."

Spare ribs are something that is eaten half by humans and half by dogs, so no one cares about them. It's rare that this girl is ignorant.

"Didn't you just say it's a bargain? Seven cents, I'll take this pork chop away."

"become!"

The stall owner took a knife and cut the ribs into several pieces.

Yan Funing took out the clay pot and cabbage to make it easier for the stall owner to put the ribs in for her.

The stall owner considerately smoothed the floor for her: "Girl, I'll put a piece of brown paper under it for you. You can put the pottery cabbage on the ribs. It's clean and stable."

"Thank you!"

Yan Funing smiled and paid seven cents.

With so many ribs, it would definitely be delicious if they were fried in rapeseed oil, so she went back to the grain and oil store.

"Boss, give me a pound of rapeseed oil, too."

"I know that girls know what they are talking about. The rapeseed oil in my house is, in one word, very fragrant."

The owner changed his attitude and took the empty pottery jar attentively. He measured the oil with an oil grape and scooped it into the pottery jar.

Yan Funing smiled: "The boss is really funny."

The deal was done, the owner's wrinkles deepened as he smiled, the remaining oil dripped down slowly, he seemed very patient.

When the oil was almost gone, he closed the lid tightly himself.

Yan Funing counted out fifty coins for him, placed the oil can and the soy sauce can side by side, put a large cabbage on each side, and put a few layers of pork ribs underneath to make it stable.

Please recommend, please vote for the monthly ticket, please collect, please read, please do whatever you want~~~

(End of this chapter) Chapter 14 Physical Touch

"Come again next time, girl."

The shop owner smiled and saw Yan Funing out the door.

Yan Funing nodded, picked up the backpack, and walked towards the agreed place.

There were a lot of things in the backpack, and they were quite heavy. She leaned sideways and walked with difficulty.

When she arrived, Fu Ciyi was nowhere to be seen.

Many men looked at her with meaningful eyes, and even women passing by would look at her a few more times.

"This young lady is really pretty."

"I don't know who she is. She's so beautiful, but they're willing to let her show up in public?"

"If it were mine, I would definitely take good care of it at home."

"Generally, a beautiful woman is very smart and can't show herself like this."

Different sounds came into Yan Funing's ears, making her feel uneasy.

She lowered her eyes and saw that the two pottery jars were tilted, so she simply sorted out the things in the backpack, trying to stop her from hearing those discussions.

When the hair was almost done, a shadow fell over my head.

Yan Funing slowly raised her head, and seeing that it was him, she smiled at him: "You're here."

Fu Ciyi said "hmm" expressionlessly.

What surprised Yan Funing was that the person who had just looked at her was still staring at her without any hesitation.

Yan Funing pursed her lips, tiptoed closer to Fu Ciyi, and whispered in his ear: "Two pheasants sold for five hundred coins."

She spoke to him in this way for two reasons.

First, there are many people waiting for the bus here, so they don't want to show off their wealth.

Second, let those who were watching her know that she was not alone.

Fu Ciyi's expression suddenly darkened.

He didn't like this woman being so close to him!

However, he also noticed the ill intentions of the men around him.

I wanted to move away, but I didn't move.

"The shopkeeper said that if it's alive, the price will be doubled." Yan Funing held up five fingers and whispered, "That's the price for a chicken."

Seeing that he remained silent again, she didn't get angry, because this person didn't like to pay attention to him.

But the gazes of the men around her made her feel uncomfortable, and when she felt uncomfortable, she liked to talk.

Then he asked again: "Can you make it alive next time?"

"Yeah." Fu Ciyi finally responded.

Yan Funing smiled and said, "That's great!"

Just then, a bullock cart arrived and the people on it got off one after another.

The driver looked around for villagers from the same village, and saw the pretty young couple. He called out, "Hey, young couple, would you like to take the ride today?"

"Driver Li, why do you just ask them to get on the bus? I called them every time yesterday, but they didn't get on the bus. They don't have any money, why are you wasting your breath on them?"

The person who spoke was still the young woman from yesterday.

She brought her husband with her and occupied two relatively good seats on the bus.

Li the coachman chuckled and said, "To be honest, I like to pick up good-looking passengers."

The young woman snorted, straightened her proud chest, and smoothed her hair. She looked pretty.

That little girl is so young and tender, what's so good about her?

Yan Funing was just about to ask someone if he wanted to take the ride. She opened her lips slightly, but before she could say anything, she saw him carrying a backpack and walking to the ox cart.

Fu Ciyi took out ten copper coins and gave them to the coachman Li, then raised his eyelids and glanced at her indifferently.

Yan Funing hurried over immediately.

Li the coachman put the copper coins into his arms and said with a smile: "Young man, you should learn to love your wife more."

Fu Ciyi didn't respond, and a cold look flashed across his dark eyes.

Soon, the car was full of people.

The driver cracked his whip and the carriage returned.

Yan Funing felt a little awkward, with Fu Ciyi sitting on her left and the young woman on her right. Because of the crowd, their bodies inevitably touched.

The car was bumpy and she accidentally bumped into the young woman, who sneered and pushed her away with her elbow.

As a last resort, Yan Funing had to move closer to someone.

Fu Ciyi frowned.

Although she was wearing more clothes now, her legs were pressed tightly against his legs, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

The hand holding the backpack clenched tightly, with the bones clearly visible, and only then did he suppress the urge to push her off the car.

Yan Funing was sitting very hard, but the car was bumping from time to time, and she was swaying with it, and her shoulders would always hit someone due to inertia.

I don't know how someone managed to sit like this, motionless as a mountain.

After many collisions, she also noticed his livid face.
—Finally
returned to the village and stopped the car at the entrance of the village.

The driver introduced himself with a smile: "We are from the same village. My home is at the entrance of the village. Next time you want to take a ride, look for me, Li the driver."

Yan Funing smiled slightly in response.

Next time, she probably won't take the bus, at least not with someone.

When I reached out to take the backpack, someone else took it and put it on his shoulder.

Yan Funing took a deep breath and quickly followed him.

"I'm sorry, the car was bumpy, I didn't mean to hit you."

She didn't think about resolving their previous grudge, but at least the surface relationship had to be handled well for now.

Thinking of his future cruel methods, she couldn't help showing some fear.

Fu Ciyi did not stop walking and said calmly: "I will not give you the copper coins I earned from writing today."

He has to keep it to buy books.

But what is this girl afraid of?
She is arrogant and domineering, what would she be afraid of?
"No, no." Yan Funing said repeatedly.

When the two returned home, the village head happened to come over.

"Since you live in the village, you have to register your household registration." He held a booklet and a pen and ink, "Your family of five, each of you has your name, date of birth and place of origin. You have to write down everything."

Fu Ciyi led the person to the main room, entered the house, and put down the backpack.

The head of the village opened the book and spread it on the table. He dipped the brush into ink and prepared to write: "Your name is Fu, what?"

"Fu Ciyi."

"Uh, how do I write it?"

"I'll write it."

Fu Ciyi took the brush and wrote down his mother, himself, and his younger brother and sister. When he was about to write down his nominal wife, he paused.

Yan Funing said, "Wait, just write Yan Funing, don't write Yan, just write Yan for the color."

Fu Ciyi looked at her deeply. Even though Yan Haitang said that she was not worthy of the surname Yan, she actually had some backbone.

So he wrote the three words "Yan Funing" on the paper.

Outside the main hall, Fu Nanyao stopped.

My sister-in-law's name is Yan Funing?
Yan Funing!
Isn't she the woman who broke off her brother's marriage?
After Fu Ciyi registered his birth date and place of origin, the village head praised him, "Good handwriting! Your handwriting is much better than that of the teacher in the village school!"

After a round of praise, the headman flipped through the booklet and left the Fu family.

Yan Funing put the things in the backpack into the kitchen.

Fu Nanyao stared at Yan Funing's back with his brows knitted tightly. His brother hated the woman who rejected his kiss.

And this woman has now become her sister-in-law.

What happened during this time?
Why was my brother so calm?

Fu Nanyao leaned against the wall and walked to the door of the main hall, shouting, "Brother, she is Yan Funing!"

Yan Funing, who was in the kitchen, felt her heart sink when she heard what Fu Nanyao said.

This moment has finally arrived!

Fu Nanyao's shouting also alarmed Fu Wanniang in the room.

She hurriedly asked her youngest son to support her and came to the main room.

Yan Funing washed her hands slowly and then left the kitchen.

Fu Nanyao stared at her, the hatred in his eyes was not concealed: "Are you Yan Funing, the woman who caused my brother to lose face in front of the book club?"

(End of this chapter) Chapter 15 Embarrassed

Yan Funing had nothing to hide, and said frankly: "Yes, I broke off the engagement with the Second Young Master."

"You still have the nerve to admit it?"

Thinking of his brother's condition in the past few days, Fu Nanyao was so angry that he wanted to go up and tear her mouth apart.

Wan Niang's expression became serious: "Who can tell me what's going on?"

Didn't they say that Miss Yan would marry Ci Yi from her family?

Yan Funing said, "On the wedding night, the bride entered the wrong bridal chamber. I was unconscious until late at night, and the second young master was drugged. When we went to the West Garden to swap the brides, Yan Haitang and the eldest young master had already consummated their marriage. The two families' elders were the ones who swapped the brides..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Nanyao interrupted her: "You are the adopted daughter of the Yan family. If you are divorced by my brother, you can't return to the Yan family. But you broke off the engagement first, how dare you follow us to the countryside? My brother and I still call you sister-in-law."

Wan Niang asked: "Ci Yi, this matter is so important, why didn't you tell me?"

Fu Ciyi was silent for a while before he said, "Mother, things are complicated on the wedding day. Please allow me to explain it to you."

Wan Niang sighed: "Given our situation, it's only natural for them to cancel the engagement."

She is blind, her daughter is lame, and her youngest son is mentally retarded. It is normal for people to despise them.

"But now we have become a family, which shows that we are destined to be together." Wan Niang added, "After spending these two days together, I know that my daughter-in-law is a good person."

Yan Funing didn't expect that her mother-in-law would nominally speak for her.

Fu Beimo shouted loudly: "Sister-in-law is good!"

He only knows how to praise his sister-in-law as a good person!

When Fu Nanyao heard Fu Beimo still calling her sister-in-law, she said angrily, "She doesn't want to be our sister-in-law."

She limped over to Yan Funing and pointed at her nose: "No wonder you asked me yesterday how my leg was injured. You just wanted to laugh at me secretly, didn't you?"

It is difficult for a woman with a lame leg to find a good husband.

The rich and powerful look down on her, while the poor and powerless think she is incapable of doing the job.

Yan Funing said truthfully: "No, I just wonder if it can be cured."

"Haha, if it could be cured, it would have been cured back then." Fu Nanyao smiled bitterly, and then her words became sharp, "My brother is handsome and well-educated, how can he not be worthy of you?"

"I'm sorry, what I said when I broke off the engagement was because I was too careless."

Yan Funing pursed her lips. When the engagement was cancelled, the female partner was still the same. But now she was herself, and everything caused by the cancellation of the engagement naturally had to be borne by her.

Fu Nanyao sneered: "You have nowhere to go now, so you stay with my brother, right?"

Wan Niang held Fu Nan Yao and said, "Stop talking. What we ate these past two days was all earned by your sister-in-law."

Fu Nanyao grabbed her mother's arm and said, "Mom, don't you understand? She is so diligent and hardworking because she is afraid of being driven out by us."

"Yes, it's true that I have nowhere to go now." Yan Funing admitted.

Fu Beimo walked up to Yan Funing and muttered, "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry."

Yan Funing asked, "How about we eat fried spareribs?"

But in modern times, we use modern stoves.

Although she participated in cooking during the past two days here, it was Fu Nanyao who was responsible for lighting the fire.

At this moment, Fu Nanyao is angry and will definitely not cooperate with her.

Frying spareribs requires the right amount of heat, and she was not sure if they could be cooked well.

Fu Beimo nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"Hmph, spare ribs, food for dogs." Fu Nanyao sneered and looked at Yan Funing coldly.

Fu Beimo didn't like his sister's expression at the moment, and poked Yan Funing's shoulder with a finger.

"Sister-in-law, let's go to the kitchen."

"good."

Fortunately, Fu Beimo was there to deal with this embarrassing situation.

Although the boy was mentally handicapped, he actually pulled her out of a situation that she couldn't handle immediately.

Yan Funing was grateful and wanted to cook the ribs more delicious.

Chop the ribs, wash the ribs, wash the vegetables, cut the vegetables...

She was busy running around by herself. Fu Beimo walked to the kitchen door and saw that his sister didn't come to light the fire, so he went around behind the stove.

"Sister-in-law, I can also make a fire."

"good."

When faced with accusations, she will admit what she has done; if she has not done it, she will naturally argue with the evidence.

But faced with the warm kindness, she couldn't help but feel her eyes warm.

More than half an hour later, Yan Funing had cooked the food and brought it to the main room one by one.

"Bei Mo, can you help me call my mother and the others to come for dinner?"

"Okay." Fu Beimo agreed, walked to the door of the main room, raised his hand to make a trumpet shape, "Mom, brother, sister, it's time to eat!"

Wan Niang and Fu Ci Yi, who were talking about their wedding night in the room, heard the call and came over.

Only Fu Nanyao remained silent.

Fu Beimo left the main room and called her at the door: "Sister, are you still going to eat?"

"I don't want to eat." Fu Nanyao turned sideways with his back to the door.

Fu Beimo also got angry: "If you don't want to eat it, forget it."

He had just tasted such delicious ribs that he couldn't help but swallow his fingers.

His sister didn't want to eat, which was exactly what he wanted.

Changing the wrong bride is a big deal after all. Although Fu Wanniang has accepted Yan Funing as her daughter-in-law, she cannot quickly return to their previous relationship.

Therefore, everyone was very depressed at the dinner table.

Fu Nanyao didn't come to eat, so Yan Funing took out some of the dishes and put them in the kitchen to warm them.

After the four of them finished eating, Fu Nanyao still didn't come out to eat.

Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo to bring her the warm food.

Unexpectedly, with a bang, Fu Nanyao threw the bowl and the food into the yard.

The bowl broke and the food spilled all over the floor.

Fu Beimo looked at the food on the ground, his brows furrowed: "Sister, are you stupid?"

How can you be even dumber than him?

"I won't eat what she cooks. This family can only have her but not me. My brother can tolerate her, but I can't." Fu Nanyao limped a few steps and asked Fu Ciyi, "Brother, please express your opinion."

Fu Ciyi said nothing.

Things got really awkward.

This day would come sooner or later, Yan Funing didn't expect it to come so soon.

She calculated that almost all her earnings were spent on household expenses. If she left now, she would have no money to stay in a hotel.

I have to dig some mountain products and sell them, and live one day at a time.

So he immediately went to the woodshed to get a hoe, ignored the pain in his shoulder, put on the backpack, and ran out of the yard.

Hearing the noise, Wan Niang came back to her senses: "What happened?"

Fu Beimo grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Sister-in-law is carrying a backpack, maybe she is going into the mountains."

Wan Niang pulled her eldest son who was standing beside her and said, "Ci Yi, go and chase him."

Fu Ciyi did not move.

The scene of being humiliated by her that day is still vivid in my mind.

In comparison, the humiliation and torture she was suffering at this moment was only a fraction of what he had suffered.

Besides, wasn't the purpose of keeping her by his side to torture her for revenge?
But he felt inexplicably irritated, his toes pointed outward, and his legs felt like a can of lead, unable to move.

Wan Niang had no choice but to ask Fu Beimo to chase her.

Fu Beimo spread his legs and ran very fast.

"Sister-in-law—"

He quickly caught up with Yan Funing and took the backpack from her back.

"Where is sister-in-law going? I'll go with her."

Yan Funing smiled lightly: "I'm afraid I can't be your sister-in-law anymore. You can call me sister. I want to go dig some winter bamboo shoots now."

(End of this chapter) Chapter 16 Venting for Sister-in-Law

"Why can't I call you sister-in-law?"

Fu Beimo was very confused and frowned tightly.

Yan Funing said frankly: "First I broke off the engagement, and then I got the wrong bride. No matter what the reason is, your brother and I can never be a real couple."

The book says that after Fu Ciyi became the top scorer in the imperial examination, all the noble ladies in the capital wanted to marry him, even the prime minister's daughter.

Less than a year after entering officialdom, he became the youngest and most powerful minister of the dynasty, and even the emperor wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law.

Thinking of this, she said, "You will have a better sister-in-law."

Based on someone's attitude today, he would probably divorce his wife.

Just divorce your wife, there is nothing to be afraid of.

She smiled and suddenly felt relieved.

Fu Beimo raised his voice and said excitedly: "I don't believe it, and I don't want another sister-in-law!"

The one who praises him and says thank you to him is a true sister-in-law.

The woman who stayed in the Fu Mansion called him a fool and said she was not his sister-in-law.

Yan Funing tilted her head and smiled at the boy who was half a head taller than her.

"It's okay for us to be siblings."

In terms of age, she was only a few months older than him.

But his mind was like that of a child, innocent and kind, and she couldn't bear to say that they had no relationship from now on.

Fu Beimo met her gaze. Although his sister-in-law was smiling, there were tears in her eyes.

His loud voice must have scared his sister-in-law, and she immediately clutched the corner of her clothes like a child who had done something wrong.

How could my sister-in-law cry when she was so pretty?
He didn't want her to cry, so he took the hoe from her.

"Sister-in-law, let's go into the mountains quickly."

"good."

The uncle and his wife walked for nearly half an hour and finally arrived at the bamboo forest that Yan Funing saw yesterday.

Winter bamboo shoots grow underground and prefer loose, breathable and fertile soil. Due to their characteristic of burrowing upwards as they grow, the soil will change.

As long as you see the ground is fluffy and the soil is slightly raised, there is a high probability that there are a lot of winter bamboo shoots underneath.

Following this method, Yan Funing walked while looking at the ground.

When I saw that the soil arch was slightly higher, I dug it with a hoe.

If you find the main whip, you will find a lot of winter bamboo shoots.

Yan Funing was responsible for digging, and Fu Beimo was responsible for putting them into the backpack.

The two of them worked together and soon the backpack was full.

After digging, Yan Funing filled the ground with soil and covered it with dead yellow leaves.

Before leaving, Fu Beimo picked up a thin bamboo pole.

"Sister-in-law, the fence in our yard is too broken. Do you think this will work?"

He waved the bamboo pole and the sound of breaking wind was heard.

Yan Funing saw a lot of thin bamboo poles on the ground, most of which were left over after people cut down trees, and their color had turned golden.

"That's good. These bamboo poles can be nailed directly into the fence after the branches are removed."

"Okay then."

One of them put down his hoe, the other put down his backpack, and started picking thin bamboos.

She had just picked up a bundle, and perhaps because of her mood or because she was absent-minded, when she reached out to touch the thin bamboo on the ground, the tip of the bamboo branch scratched her palm.

Blood was gushing out instantly.

Drops of bright red blood fell down, splashed on the withered yellow bamboo leaves, and then slid into the soil.

Yan Funing dropped the thin bamboo, but her hands were dirty and she couldn't press the wound, so she could only let the blood flow.

Seeing this, Fu Beimo cried in fear: "Sister-in-law is going to die."

It didn't hurt when the palm of her hand was first cut, but the pain gradually came up and the corners of Yan Funing's eyes turned red.

She has a delicate body, and if she doesn't control herself, her tears will fall like beads from a broken string.

At this moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing what Fu Beimo said: "I won't die, it just hurts a little."

I lowered my eyes and looked at the palm of my hand. It was indeed shocking.

Fu Beimo couldn't stop crying.

No matter how Yan Funing tried to comfort him, it was useless. She had to find a way to treat the wound first.

Fortunately, there is a mountain spring next to the bamboo forest.

She squatted down, washed the wound in the spring water, and then pulled the hem of her underwear and tied it up.

Normally, she would have cried because of such a wound, but seeing Fu Beimo crying, she felt embarrassed to cry too, and just wiped away the tears that were overflowing from her eyes.

"Let's go back. I can't carry the things. You are a man, you have to help me."

Yan Funing showed him her bandaged hand. It was bandaged with one hand and it was a bit messy.

Fu Beimo stopped crying.
—After
returning home, Fu Beimo started crying again.

He first told his mother while crying: "Mom, my sister-in-law lost a lot of blood." He hiccupped in the middle and said, "Don't worry, mom, my sister-in-law said she won't die."

Wan Niang's heart started pounding when she heard this. She fumbled to her feet and asked, "Why is it bleeding?"

Fu Beimo supported his mother and cried, "Sister-in-law's hand was broken and blood was flowing."

He was really scared to death.

Wan Niang was still angry about Yan Funing's breaking off of the engagement that day.

After all, the marriage was arranged by the two elders, how could they cancel it just like
that? Even if they really wanted to cancel it, couldn't they do it in a proper way?
But she made Ci Yi lose all his face.

Those who were reciting poems and writing couplets in the book club that day were all scholars, all famous students in Lingcheng. It was a huge matter that Ci Yi lost face in front of them.

But when she heard that her hand was broken and bleeding, Wan Niang couldn't bear it.

The hatred and anger in my heart gradually subsided.

"Take me there to have a look."

Although I can't see it myself, I can always ask.

Fu Beimo helped his mother to the west wing.

Yan Funing was re-bandaging the wound. When she saw Wan Niang coming, she stood up and let her sit down.

Fu Beimo immediately went to the main room.

In the main room, Fu Ciyi was repairing the wobbly table and wooden stools.

"Brother, my sister-in-law doesn't allow me to call her sister-in-law anymore." As soon as he said that, Fu Beimo started crying again, "She said I can call her sister."

Fu Ciyi paused with his hand holding the hammer.

"But I already have a sister, I just want a sister-in-law." Fu Beimo wiped his snot and tears and wiped them on his brother, "Brother, you can't stop your sister-in-law from being my sister-in-law."

The words were difficult to understand, and Fu Beimo was afraid that his brother was as stupid as him and didn't understand, so he explained: "You can't marry another woman!"

Fu Ciyi turned his head to look at the tears and snot his brother had wiped on his sleeves, and his handsome face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

He immediately put down the hammer and took off his coat.

Fu Beimo knew that his brother was clean, and he also knew that his actions had caused trouble.

But it was wrong for my brother not to pursue my sister-in-law just now!

He was venting his anger on behalf of his sister-in-law.

He was a little angry at this moment, and before his brother could punish him, he ran out of the main room.

After running a few steps out of the main room, he caught a glimpse of Fu Nanyao hiding in the kitchen and stealing food.

He quickly changed direction, walked up to Fu Nanyao, and pointed at her nose: "It's all your fault. It was because you quarreled with my sister-in-law that my sister-in-law went to the mountains, and she got hurt after she went to the mountains."

As he was talking, he became so angry that he started crying.

Crying loudly.

Yan Funing heard it from inside the room, and stuck her head out of the window and called out to him, "Bei Mo, didn't you promise me not to cry?"

Fu Beimo choked with tears: "Sister is so mean. She just smashed the bowl and said she didn't want to eat, and now she is eating secretly in the kitchen. If she hadn't quarreled with my sister-in-law, how could my sister-in-law bleed so much?"

Yan Funing: "You can't blame your sister. I wanted to go to the mountains on my own."

Fu Nanyao snorted, "So hypocritical!"

When he turned around and saw the red cloth on her hand, his throat choked and he couldn't continue.

The bamboo shoots described in this chapter are winter bamboo shoots.
Science popularization: Winter bamboo shoots are harvested from December to February of the following year, while spring bamboo shoots are only available from March to April.

Chapter 17 Hot Tears
Not long after, Fu Beimo and Fu Nanyao started arguing.

They were arguing and neither of them would give in.

Yan Funing walked out of the house, carrying the backpack in one hand.

The basket of winter bamboo shoots was too heavy for her to carry, so she called out, "Bei Mo, can you help me carry it to the kitchen?"

Fu Beimo then frowned at Fu Nanyao, walked up to Yan Funing, grabbed the handles of the backpack with both hands, and put it in the kitchen.

Seeing that he was about to quarrel with Fu Nanyao again, Yan Funing asked him to help put the bundles of thin bamboo poles into the woodshed.

After these two trips, Fu Beimo forgot about continuing to argue with Fu Nanyao.

Wan Niang kept her ears perked up. She couldn't see the children in the yard, but she could hear everything they said and did.

Although Fu Ning's previous action of canceling Ci Yi's marriage proposal was inappropriate, now it seems that she behaves in a very methodical manner.

With just a few words, Bei Mo, the troublemaker, was completely subdued.

Perhaps she should have such a daughter-in-law.
—That
night, the mountain wind howled.

Today is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are more firecrackers outside than in the past few days.

Yan Funing's right hand was injured, and it was quite awkward to bandage her right hand with her left hand.

However, the wound was wet when she washed before going to bed, so she had to change the cloth.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and changing the wet cloth, the wound in front of him was still horrifying.

She frowned and wrapped the dry cloth strips around her.

At this moment, Fu Ciyi came up to her and took the cloth strip from her hand.

Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him, surprise flashing in her eyes.

Is he going to help her?
Fu Ciyi continued to wrap it twice, then picked up both ends of the cloth strip, pulled it up, and tied a knot with force.

Yan Funing retracted her hands, the corners of her eyes quickly turned red, and she sobbed.

"It hurts, can you be gentler?"

Her crying voice was charming, but extremely delicate.

I don't know if he was being careless or if he was intentionally hurting her by pulling too hard when untying the knot.

Her wound burst open and blood oozed out again.

She immediately shed tears.

The tears were hot and splashed on the back of his hand.

Fu Ciyi's palm immediately became stiff.

This girl is really spoiled, he has experienced it firsthand.

He was stunned when he saw more and more blood on the cloth.

Seeing that it was difficult for her to bandage the wound with one hand, he offered to help. But as soon as he got close to her, he remembered the scene when she pointed at his nose and scolded him.

As a result, he couldn't control the strength of his hands.

In fact, he didn't know how much strength he should use.

Moreover, it was the first time I saw a woman's hand so closely. It was white and slender, with a little skin showing on her wrist, as white as mutton-fat jade...

It made him inexplicably irritated.

Therefore, when bandaging her, he barely touched her skin, making it even harder to control the strength.

The strip of cloth was immediately stained red with blood, and Yan Funing had to replace it.

Looking at the bloody strips of cloth that had been changed, she couldn't help but think of the passage she had read in the book.

After someone became a powerful official, he dealt with many people and his hands were often stained with blood.

Whenever this happened, he would come to the other courtyard.

What frightened her the most was that he slowly wiped his knuckles while calling her with a gentle smile: "Be good, come here."

When he said this, his tone was extremely cold.

She trembled and wiped his palms, backs of his hands and fingers carefully with a wet towel.

At this time he would say: "Guess when my hands were stained with your blood?"

Thinking of this, Yan Funing was no longer willing to ask him for help.

She sat sideways and used her teeth and her uninjured hand to tie a knot in the cloth.

Seeing this, Fu Ciyi opened and clenched his hands again.

She seemed afraid of him.

Seeing the tears hanging on her lower eyelashes, crystal clear and about to fall, he frowned in annoyance.

After treating the wound, Yan Funing turned around and sat cross-legged.

"Before we entered the mountain, I thought about it and realized that we are not suitable for each other, and I can't handle the relationship with your family well. Otherwise, let's..."

He suddenly said, "Yan Funing, what do you want?"

They are already husband and wife, what else does she want?

This person's voice was sharp, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with frost. Yan Funing's heart trembled.

She hurriedly got off the bed, looked up at him, and said to him in a negotiating tone: "It would be best if you are willing to give me a letter of divorce. If not, a letter of divorce will also be fine. It will take two years for the letter of divorce to be issued, and I probably can't wait."

"Whether it's a divorce letter, a divorce letter, or a divorce letter, I've already written one, and I'll never write another in my lifetime."

His voice was dull and his deep pupils were filled with a cold dark light, which disappeared in an instant. His expression was as indifferent and distant as ever.

Yan Funing couldn't figure out what his expression meant, and her heart felt like a mess.

It took her two years.

What kind of person is this?
Stubborn and bigoted!

Even though she thought so, she still boldly asked, "Is there any room for negotiation?"

"No."

He just stood in front of her, looking so elegant and dignified, but his stern face made her feel uneasy.

Would he torture her in advance? -Before
going to bed, Yan Funing hung up the bed sheet as usual, endured the pain in her palms, and fixed the two corners of the bed sheet.

I turned off the lights, then took off my clothes and went to bed.

It was getting quieter outside the window, and a faint silver light was gradually appearing, as if snow was falling.

Yan Funing slept very uneasily.

Hearing the gentle breathing of the person sleeping on the other side of the bed, she didn't dare to move.

But I felt more and more uncomfortable, and I just lay there, not knowing when I fell asleep.

At dawn the next day, she was awakened by Fu Beimo's exclamations and shouts outside.

"Wow, the snow is so thick!"

"Sister-in-law, get up quickly and play in the snow with me!"

"Sister-in-law, it's time for breakfast!"

Yan Funing sat up and tried to get out of bed, but found her limbs were weak and powerless.

I thought maybe I was tired from running around these days, but when I pressed my swollen temples, I realized that my forehead was incredibly hot.

She forced herself to get up, put on her clothes, folded up the hanging sheets, and opened the door.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains and plains are covered with snow.

Seeing that she finally got up, Fu Beimo made a snowball and threw it to her.

"Sister-in-law got up late today."

"Um."

Yan Funing responded weakly. The snow was very thick and was still falling. It seemed that she would not be able to take the winter bamboo shoots she dug yesterday to the town to sell today.

At this time, a cold voice came from the firewood room next door: "Fu Beimo."

"I'm coming." Fu Beimo responded, then turned to Yan Funing and said, "The roof of the woodshed collapsed under the weight of the snow. My brother is repairing it, so I'm going to help. Sister-in-law, can we play in the snow later?"

Yan Funing's throat was dry and she couldn't speak, so she nodded.

Suddenly, everything went dark and I fell to the ground.

"Sister-in-law, why are you lying on the ground?" Fu Beimo cried loudly, "Sister-in-law lost too much blood yesterday, I said she was going to die, now she is not really dead, right?"

He pulled her sleeve and saw that her hand was bandaged, and he cried even harder.

Yan Funing heard these words vaguely and wanted to give some reaction, but she couldn't.

After that, he completely lost consciousness.

Fu Beimo was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "Brother, brother, my sister-in-law is dead!"

Fu Ciyi, who was standing on a ladder repairing the roof, almost hit his hand with the hammer when he heard this.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 18 The Sweet Wife Reassures Him to Stay

He hurried down the ladder and went into the house.

She fell to the ground, her face pale and her brows furrowed.

He said calmly: "She is just unconscious."

Hearing that his sister-in-law was not dead, Fu Beimo stopped crying immediately: "Then brother, quickly carry my sister-in-law to the bed."

Fu Ciyi's face was gloomy and he didn't want to hug her.

Seeing that his brother didn't move, Fu Beimo muttered, "If my brother doesn't hold me, I will!"

He bent down and stretched out his hand, but before his hand could touch Yan Funing, someone grabbed his collar from behind.

Fu Ciyi carried Fu Beimo aside, frowned, supported Yan Funing's back, put his hands under her armpits, and dragged her onto the bed.

This move shocked Fu Beimo on the spot.

Just then, Fu Wanniang came over.

When she heard her youngest son crying, she asked her daughter to bring her here, but Fu Nanyao refused.

She had no choice but to grope her way forward, and finally arrived.

Seeing his mother coming, Fu Beimo complained: "Mom, my brother pulled my sister-in-law onto the bed like dragging a sack."

When Yan Funing woke up again, it was already noon.

Fu Beimo brought the food.

"Sister-in-law, eat quickly. This is what my brother made." He put the food on the bedside. "Mother said you caught a cold. You need to rest well."

Seeing her alive, he couldn't stop smiling.

A pure smile can heal everything.

Yan Funing followed suit and laughed: "Thank you Bei Mo!"

The voice is a little hoarse.

"Sister-in-law, get well soon. It's still snowing, so we can play in the snow tomorrow."

"Um."

Yan Funing picked up the bowl and ate in small bites.

Seeing that she had eaten, Fu Beimo left the house with peace of mind.

At this time, Fu Nanyao's voice came from outside: "Let her be, why is mother so nice to her?"

Wan Niang said: "She was adopted since she was young and doesn't know who her biological parents are. This alone makes people feel pity for her."

Upon hearing this, Yan Funing tightened her grip on the chopsticks.

In the afternoon, Wan Niang asked her youngest son to support her and sat down in front of Yan Funing.

"Kid, are you feeling better?"

"Much better." Yan Funing took out the jade bracelet from under the pillow and put it in Wan Niang's hand. "Mother, on the wedding day, the bride was changed by mistake. I was not the second young master's wife. I broke off the engagement at the door of the book club, which made the second young master lose face. It was my fault. These two things, my relationship with the second young master..."

It will be gone sooner or later.

"I can't accept this jade bracelet, please take it back."

It is written in the book that after a certain person became a powerful official, Wan Niang gave the jade bracelet to the prime minister's daughter.

The prime minister's daughter became Fu Ciyi's legitimate fiancée.

Wan Niang sighed: "What did you call me just now?"

"mother."

"Since you call me mother, why can't you accept this jade bracelet?" Wan Niang put the jade bracelet back into Yan Funing's hand, "This jade bracelet is for my daughter-in-law!"

Yan Fu's hands froze, not knowing whether she should put them down.

The book also mentioned that the prime minister's daughter disliked the quality of the jade bracelet, so after receiving it, she smashed it behind people's back.

Because Wan Niang couldn't see, the prime minister's daughter took the jade bracelet next to her and put it on her wrist.

When Wan Niang touched the wrist of the prime minister's daughter, she thought that she was wearing the jade bracelet she gave her every day, and she felt very happy.

Yan Funing pursed her lips. If she returned the jade bracelet, it would probably end up being smashed and thrown away.

If the jade bracelet had life, it would definitely want to stay intact.

Just like her, she doesn't want to follow the cannon fodder girl's footsteps and try her best to please someone in the past two years.

Thinking of this, she put the jade bracelet away.

Wan Niang smiled and said, "Although I can't see, I will watch carefully. You are a good person. It is a blessing for my Ci Yi to marry you."

"But mother, I..."

"Let the past be the past." Wan Niang patted her hands. "My attitude yesterday was wrong. I should have protected you. Ci Yi was also wrong. He failed to chase her out. I apologize for him."

"It's all right, mother."

Someone was also unwilling to marry her, but fortunately he agreed to divorce after two years.

She didn't dare to tell Wan Niang in front of her this, so she changed the subject: "Mother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Wan Niang shook her head: "I can't remember. I can't remember anything that happened fifteen years ago. I only remember that I was pregnant and took my son Ci Yi with me. I wanted to run with him, the farther the better..."

This is the only way to survive.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence for fear of scaring her daughter-in-law.

After a pause, she continued, "Perhaps because of this experience in his childhood, Ci Yi has always been taciturn. Don't be surprised."

Yan Funing quickly said, "No."

It's snowing heavily and the snow won't stop for a while.

The rice and flour at home will only last a short time.

"I didn't buy rice yesterday. I wanted to ask around in the village to see if anyone had extra rice so I could buy some. It should be cheaper than at the grain and oil store. It would be great if I had fields at home so I could grow crops and vegetables."

Wan Niang said, "There really is land, but I don't know where it is. I have to look for the land deed."

As she said this, she tucked the quilt in for her.

After pinching the quilt, Wan Niang was surprised and asked, "Why are you only using one quilt? I gave you two quilts so that you can use them together. It's cold today, and you'll catch a cold if you only use one."

When Fu Ciyi came back, he heard his mother asking about the quilt.

Yan Funing explained: "Mom, we use two quilts when we sleep. Now I need to wear warm clothes during the day, so one quilt is enough."

Wan Niang shook her head and felt the quilt on the other side which was folded, so she sighed.

"I'm already suffering from the cold, and I have to cover myself with two beds during the day."

As he spoke, he pulled another quilt and covered Yan Funing with it.

Yan Funing looked uneasily at someone standing at the end of the bed.

She couldn't understand Fu Ciyi's expressionless face.

After a while, he went out.

Wan Niang stayed in their room for quite a long time, and it was not until dinner time that Fu Beimo came to help her leave.

Fu Ciyi brought in dinner.

Yan Funing lifted his quilt and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, just now in order to cover up the fact that we slept in separate quilts, I..."

"Mom told you to cover yourself, so you cover yourself."

He placed the food on the bedside and quickly left the room.
—In
the deep night, Fu Ciyi returned to his room.

He stood at the end of the bed, pondered for a while, and then said, "I'll go squeeze in with Bei Mo."

Yan Funing said: "Then mother will know that we sleep in separate quilts."

He didn't respond, just turned and left.

Yan Funing hurriedly got out of bed and reached out to grab his sleeve: "Don't leave, okay?"

Her voice was soft and delicate, as if a darling wife was asking her husband to stay overnight.

Fu Ciyi clenched his fist.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she added, "Bei Mo's bed is small, only enough for one person to sleep in."

He glanced down at the little hand that was tightly grasping his sleeve, and said in a mysterious way: "You have caught a cold, you should keep warm."

"One quilt is enough for me. Wear thicker clothes when sleeping."

Her fever was probably due to walking too much in the past few days. The female supporting role was weak, and she was exhausted after going back and forth to the town and into the mountains several times.

In addition, my hand was injured and a little inflamed.

Of course, it is true that it is a bit cold under a blanket at night.

But compared to all this, she didn't want her mother-in-law to know that they actually slept in separate quilts.

Fu Ciyi finally stayed.

The two of them were once again covered in blankets.

After turning off the lights and going to bed, Fu Ciyi lay in bed, his whole body stiff.

The quilt was stained with her scent, the elegant fragrance of a girl's home, which drifted into his nose faintly.

It made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

(End of this chapter) A few days later, the snow had cleared and the sun was shining brightly.

The white snow reflected the sunlight, dazzling the eyes.

Yan Funing caught a cold, and Wan Niang was very worried.

It had been snowing for several days, and the snow was too thick. There was no doctor in the village, and the town's clinic was closed during the New Year holidays, so it was unable to provide medical services.

Today, she sat in the main room early, keeping her ears perked up to listen to the movements in the west wing.

What's strange is that the eldest son always gets up early, so why hasn't he gotten up yet today?
The daughter-in-law is not feeling well, so she should get more sleep.

Confused, Wan Niang wanted to ask her youngest son to ask.

Then he thought, the young couple was asleep, and it would be inappropriate for anyone to knock on the door, so he waited patiently.

Finally the door opened.

Wan Niang shouted, "Ci Yi, come here quickly."

Fu Ciyi was just about to go to the kitchen when he heard his mother calling him, so he went over.

Wan Niang held her eldest son's arm and lowered her voice: "Fu Ning is not feeling well, you can't think about consummating the marriage at this time."

Fu Ciyi was stunned: "Mom, what are you talking about? I don't want it at all!"

How could he have such thoughts about her?
Unless he was crazy!
When Wan Niang heard this, she slapped him hard on the back.

"Why did you hit me?"

"It's wrong not to want to."

"Please sit still. I will go and prepare breakfast."

After saying that, he went to the kitchen.

Yan Funing had already gotten up at this moment. She had been lying down for several days, and the temperature in her body had dropped a lot today.

Fu Beimo was making a snowman in the yard. He caught sight of her and called out happily, "Sister-in-law."

Yan Funing waved at him, and Fu Beimo made a snowball and threw it at her.

She raised her hand and caught it easily.

"Sister-in-law, come out and play." He invited.

Unlike her elder sister, she can only hide. She can't catch the ball even if you ask her to do so from three steps away.

Sister-in-law is really amazing, she is worthy of being his sister-in-law!
Wan Niang stopped her: "Fu Ning, you have caught a cold, you can't be exposed to the wind."

Yan Funing responded and looked at Fu Beimo apologetically: "I'm just at the door, watching you play."

Fu Beimo was not annoyed, and took a shovel to play in the snow with Yan Funing.
—A
few days later, Wan Niang gave the land deed she found to Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing.

"Look, is this the land deed?"

Fu Ciyi nodded: "It's the land deed."

"That's right. The address is written on it. When the snow melts, you can go to your own fields and take a look." Wan Niang smiled and said, "You can plant whatever you want."

Yan Funing said: "Let's plant vegetables and crops first."

Wan Niang nodded: "Okay."

A humming sound was heard from the door of the east wing.

During this period of time, Fu Nanyao would not appear wherever Yan Funing was.

Even though she hadn't eaten yet, she wouldn't come to her.

Wan Niang shook her head and said to Yan Funing, "That's just her temper. Don't worry about it."

Yan Funing said: "Mother, I don't worry about it."

It was normal for Fu Nanyao to be angry, but she was not annoyed at all.

But these words were particularly harsh to Fu Nanyao.

It was clearly she who broke off her brother's engagement, but now she is pretending to be a good person.

Thinking about how she had scolded her for being lame and unable to find a husband, she knew that she would definitely dominate her parents' home in the future. She would never marry a sister-in-law like that.

Fu Nanyao was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

It would be best if her brother divorced her immediately, so that she would feel relieved.
—The
weather was cold, the snow did not melt, and the ground where the snow had been cleared was frozen.

Fu Ciyi took Fu Beimo to clear the ice on the walkway in the courtyard, and also cleared the path leading to the river from the courtyard gate.

Wan Niang knew that Yan Funing liked the hand-rolled noodles she made, so she took Fu Nan Yao to the kitchen to roll noodles for lunch.

When Fu Nanyao heard that the noodles were specially made for Yan Funing, she was furious.

While his brothers were away and his mother was in the kitchen, Fu Nanyao went to Yan Funing.

"Hey, I'm telling you, you are not allowed to eat the noodles my mother made!"

Yan Funing was sitting by the window, looking at the snow-covered mountains.

Seeing Fu Nanyao's angry look, she looked back at her calmly.

"Flour, eggs, which one didn't I buy with my own money?"

Fu Nanyao choked up, and said in a moment: "If you have any backbone, don't eat it. You have scolded our family and broke off my brother's engagement, so you don't deserve to eat it!"

Yan Funing smiled faintly.

"Now all the food in the house is bought by me, and I spend the money I earn. I haven't touched the money your brother earns. You told me not to eat it, but I insisted on eating it." She said slowly, "I'm not as stingy as you. If you want to eat it, eat it. I won't stop you from eating it."

She felt guilty before, but now that everything has been spoken out, and she has been scolded back by her mother, why should she be so humble?

Fu Nanyao's face turned red with anger: "You!"

Yan Funing added: "It's okay to eat the ribs secretly, but I don't know who said it was something that dogs eat."

Fu Nanyao's index finger trembled as he pointed at Yan Funing's pretty face, feeling extremely angry.

"You are so sharp-tongued. Even if my brother marries you, he won't like you."

"Yes, I don't want him to like me either. I told him to divorce me, but he refused to let me go." Yan Funing smiled, her eyes sparkling and her smile was particularly bright. "Do you think he has liked me for a long time? After all, I am pretty."

Fu Nanyao had seen enough and was so angry that her heart was beating wildly.

"You, you are so shameless!"

After cursing like this, she wanted to run back to the kitchen.

Turning around and seeing his brother coming over, he asked hurriedly, "Brother, look at her, did you hear everything? She's such a scumbag, how could you really like her?"

Fu Ciyi didn't answer, but said calmly: "You can't argue with her."

Just after she had finished her verbal pleasure, she looked up and saw someone, and Yan Funing's smile disappeared instantly.

Fu Nanyao saw her expression change, as if he had let out a sigh of relief, and went back to the kitchen with a snort.

Fu Ciyi passed by the door and said coldly, "It's good to be self-aware, but if you are too self-aware, you will become arrogant."

Like her?
Unless he has a hole in his head!
Yan Funing bit the inside of her lip and said that she couldn't make comments behind people's backs.

Now I'm in big trouble!

From time to time, firecrackers could be heard outside.

Compared to the lively crowds in the village who were celebrating the New Year and visiting relatives, their home was much quieter.

The snowy weather lasted for several days, and the family had little food, so they had to eat sparingly.
—After
a few more days, the snow had finally melted away.

Early in the morning, Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo to help her carry a basket of winter bamboo shoots to the village entrance and paid five cents to the coachman Li.

"Bei Mo, go back and tell mom that I'm going to town."

Fu Beimo pulled the corner of his clothes: "Sister-in-law, come back and buy some candy, okay?"

"candy?"

"Um."

Yan Funing smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Li, the driver, called the other villagers to get on the car. Seeing that the uncle and his wife were still talking, he shouted, "Girl, get on the car quickly. We are leaving."

"Here I come."

Yan Funing had just sat down in the car when she saw someone coming over with three pheasants.

The pheasant's legs and feet were tied, its wings were flapping, and its feathers were flying.

Many of them stuck to his hair.

His originally handsome appearance suddenly looked a little funny.

Li the coachman laughed and said, "It's really strange that you two came separately."

Fu Ciyi took out five copper coins and gave them to the coachman Li, tied three pheasants to the crossbar of the ox cart, and sat down next to Yan Funing without saying a word.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 20 Me and My Husband

Fortunately, there were not many people on the bus today, so she didn't have to sit next to him.

The car started moving, and Yan Funing waved to Fu Beimo: "Go back quickly, don't play around on the way, sister-in-law will buy you some candy."

Fu Beimo smiled and responded loudly: "Okay!"

His sister-in-law finally called herself sister-in-law. He knew he would still have a sister-in-law in the future, so he went back happily.

Compared to his brother who was happy to hear this, Fu Ciyi was unhappy.

He lowered his eyes to hide the darkness in them.

At this moment, Yan Funing said to him, "Don't move."

Fu Ciyi lifted his eyelids and saw her fair and tender face approaching him, her sparkling eyes staring straight at him...

The top of his head.

He was in discomfort and leaned back.

An old lady smiled and said, "Your wife is here to help you remove the chicken feathers from your head."

Only then did Fu Ciyi stop moving.

Yan Funing pinched away the feathers stuck on his hair one by one.

"Look, it's all stuck to my hair."

She showed him her palms.

Fu Ciyi noticed the long wound on the palm of her hand at a glance. The wound was not small and the scab had not yet fallen off.

Yan Funing also saw her own wound, her palm became ugly, and she immediately clenched her fist and retracted her hand.

He pulled his sleeves and put his hands inside.

It is said that hands are a woman's second face.

I don't know if it will leave scars, and if so, can they be removed?

There were probably no good scar removal creams in ancient times.

She grew up in a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Although she has been exposed to it since childhood, she has no actual experience in practicing medicine.

When she was applying for college, she applied to medical school and planned to study for her bachelor's, master's and doctoral degrees.

But he came here before he finished his master's degree.

She was not sure whether she could remove the scar on her palm.
—When
they arrived in town, everyone got off the bus.

Fu Ciyi picked up the backpack without saying a word, picked up the pheasant, and walked away.

Yan Funing followed: "Thank you!"

Fu Ciyi glanced at her and said, "You knew you couldn't carry him, but you still had the guts to come to town alone?"

"Didn't I ask Bei Mo to help carry me to the village entrance? And we came here by car, so we won't be tired."

"What shall we do when we get to town?"

Yan Funing smiled with her eyebrows curved: "But don't we still have you?"

"What if I don't come?"

"I'll grit my teeth and find a way." Yan Funing walked briskly, and her tone was also brisk. "By the way, when did you catch these three pheasants?"

"Just these few days."

"Oh, then what time will we meet today?"

Fu Ciyi pondered and said, "I won't write today. I'll go back as soon as possible."

"Okay." Yan Funing pointed to the restaurant not far ahead, "I used to go to that restaurant to sell oyster mushrooms."

The couple took a few quick steps and soon entered the restaurant.

The shopkeeper greeted her with a smile: "Young lady, you are not here alone today?"

"Yes, I came here with my husband." Yan Funing introduced openly, raised her hand, and said to someone, "This is the owner of the restaurant."

The shopkeeper introduced himself with a smile: "My last name is Liu."

"Manager Liu."

Fu Ciyi nodded slightly, threw the pheasant on the ground and put down the backpack.

Yan Funing asked, "Shopkeeper Liu, winter bamboo shoots are also considered mountain products. Do you want some?"

"Yes, of course I do. It's fresh and the season is perfect for eating it now."

"What's the price?"

"One hundred coins per pound." Shopkeeper Liu said, "Few people dig this thing. Some people can only dig a few a day, so the price is expensive."

Yan Funing calculated that lean meat was fifty cents per pound, which meant that winter bamboo shoots were twice as expensive as lean meat.

It's really expensive.

It was worth the hard work she and Bei Mo put in.

After weighing the bamboo shoots, Manager Liu said with a smile, "There are a full 20 kilograms of bamboo shoots in this basket. Girl, how did you get so many?"

How can I tell you how to find the main whip?

Yan Funing spread out her palms: "Well, it's not easy, my hands are injured."

Shopkeeper Liu nodded, "It's not easy indeed. You are a capable girl. I wanted to introduce you to my son." As he spoke, he laughed out loud, "Who would have thought that you would bring your husband with you today?"

Fu Ciyi had a blank expression on his face.

Seeing that the young man didn't smile, Manager Liu didn't get angry either. He said to Yan Funing, "Today's pheasants are alive and the price is five hundred coins each. The winter bamboo shoots plus the pheasants will cost three thousand five hundred coins, which is three and a half taels of silver."

After saying this, he took out three taels of silver and some small change.

Yan Funing took three taels of silver and pushed the silver coins over: "Let's change half a tael of silver into five hundred copper coins."

She still had to go shopping, and copper coins were more convenient to spend.

"Okay."

Shopkeeper Liu swept the change into the drawer with his palm and took out five hundred copper coins.

Soon, the couple left the restaurant.

Fu Ciyi had a question: how could a spoiled girl like her dig winter bamboo shoots?
Just now, he heard her say that her palms were torn from digging winter bamboo shoots, probably because she was spoiled.

Thinking of the wild oyster mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms she had picked earlier, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you know mountain mushrooms?"

Yan Funing was stunned. Mushroom is what modern people call fungus.

"I know how to eat. If I know how to eat, I will know a lot about wild game."

She can't say that she was forced by her grandparents to go up the mountain to collect herbs and discovered this in modern times.

At that time, everyone else was picking herbs in an orderly manner, but she was picking mushrooms.

Afraid that he would ask in detail, Yan Funing changed the subject: "Do you want to buy anything?"

"Let's go to the bookstore and have a look."

"Can I come along?"

She wanted to see if there were any medical books or something like that.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, she followed him.

There was a stall in front of the bookstore, where some scholars were copying books and some were writing letters for others.

I think this is how he made money the first two times.

After entering the bookstore, she followed him to the bookshelf that specifically displayed books on the imperial examinations.

Picking up a relatively thin book, Yan Funing asked the waiter, "How much is this?"

The waiter held up a finger.

Yan Funing: "One hundred coins?"

The waiter shook his head: "One or two taels!"

"So expensive!"

It was so expensive that Yan Funing was frightened.

The waiter smiled and said, "The ones with annotations and illustrations are more expensive."

Yan Funing took a deep breath. No wonder the Fu family didn't agree to Fu Ciyi bringing the book out.

It turns out that books are very valuable in this era!

She turned around to look for Fu Ciyi and saw him taking a book to the counter. She hurried over and took out the purse containing money.

I asked him softly, "How many books do you want to buy?"

With the money I earned today, I'm afraid I can only buy two books.

"I won't buy it today."

Fu Ciyi took the blank book handed to him by the shopkeeper and counted it, there were ten in total.

The shop owner said, "Since your handwriting is good, I will allow you to take it home and copy it. But you have to use your own pen and ink to copy it."

Fu Ciyi nodded: "I know, I'm here to buy pens and ink today."

The shop owner said, "A brush costs 200 coins each, and a set of inkstones costs 500 coins. They are both very affordable prices."

Fu Ciyi said, "Give me two wolf-hair brushes and a set of inkstones."

"Okay!" The shopkeeper took two pens and a set of inkstone from the shelf behind him, "Nine hundred coins in total."

Thinking of the waste of pens for copying books, Yan Funing said, "Boss, you see my husband bought pens and ink for copying books. Copying books will waste pens, can you buy three pens and a set of ink sticks and inkstones for 900 coins?"

(End of this chapter)