After entering the wrong bridal chamber

by sasucchi0123

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

4. Chapter 4

91 - 120

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Chapter 91 He actually wanted to rob people.
Judging from the shadow, the person was wearing a straight robe, and from the figure, the person should be a man.

Yan Funing slowly raised her head and saw Fu Minghe and Lu Wenfeng again.

Lu Wenfeng wrapped two fingers of his left hand with gauze and pointed at her angrily: "Don't be ungrateful. Brother Minghe can come here to find you, which means he has you in his heart."

Fu Minghe pulled Lu Wenfeng and said to Yan Funing affectionately, "Funing, my second brother was here the other day, so we couldn't talk about many things openly. Let's have a good talk today."

As he spoke, he went down to the fields.

Yan Funing was so angry when she saw him stepping on the land where she had sown seeds.

"Fu Minghe, I tell you, it's true that I met you once before we got married. But what I said at that time was that I was blinded by lust. If I had another chance to choose, I would not choose you!"

Fu Minghe was surprised, but in a moment, his expression returned to normal: "You mean you won't choose the second brother either?"

"Whether I choose him or not is none of your business." Yan Funing stepped back quietly.

Seeing her retreat, Lu Wenfeng also went down to the field: "Yesterday, Brother Minghe picked a house in the county town. Go and have a look. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Fu Beimo and Ali, who were busy not far away, saw that something was wrong and hurried over.

"Sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law."

The two young men blocked Yan Funing on the left and right.

Fu Minghe was not afraid of the two young boys at all. He said to Yan Funing, "Look what you have gained by following your second brother? Your tender little white hands have to deal with mud and do such work. Your second brother may not feel sorry for you, but I do." As he said that, he reached out to grab Yan Funing's hand.

Yan Funing immediately put her hands behind her back.

Fu Beimo's eyes widened with anger, and he slapped Fu Minghe's unruly hand away: "You can't bully my sister-in-law!"

Fu Minghe snorted and laughed: "Fool, you don't even call me brother when you see me?"

Fu Beimo hated being called a fool, so he cursed back: "I have my own big brother, my brother is my big brother, you are nothing, you are a hooligan and a disgusting bastard!"

Hearing this, Fu Minghe was obviously displeased and slapped Fu Beimo on the head: "Fool, dare you curse me again?"

Seeing villagers coming over, Lu Wenfeng said softly, "Brother Minghe, let's take this woman away quickly. After tonight, Fu Ciyi will definitely not want her anymore. You can do whatever you want then."

So this is what they were planning.

Yan Funing's face turned red with anger. She stepped back and ran at full speed.

Unexpectedly, Fu Minghe seemed to be prepared. He quickly ran up to her and stopped her with his arms outstretched.

Seeing that she was about to be embraced by him, Yan Funing squatted down nimbly.

Fu Beimo rushed over and punched Fu Minghe in the face.

Lu Wenfeng was stunned. He didn't expect that the stupid Fu Beimo had some skills. He was about to help Fu Minghe, but was blocked by Ali.

"Get out of here, you little bastard."

Ah Li's eyes turned red with anger: "Anyone who dares to disrespect my sister-in-law is a bad person."

He imitated Fu Beimo and punched Lu Wenfeng on the cheek.

After all, he had no skills, only brute force, but it still caused Lu Wenfeng pain.

Lu Wenfeng moved his lower jaw and clenched his fist to hit Ali, but because his fingers were injured and bandaged, he couldn't clench his fist.

Then he raised his foot and kicked Ali.

Ali is thin and only fifteen years old. How can he compete with an adult man in his early twenties?

He was soon kicked to the ground.

On the other side, Fu Beimo and Fu Minghe were fighting with each other.

Fu Minghe obviously also has skills, comparable to Fu Beimo.

Gradually, Fu Minghe, as an adult man, gained the upper hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Funing picked up a hoe and went to hit Fu Minghe.

But she was weak and frail, and when she raised the hoe, it fell on the man's back. It was painful, but it had no killing power.

Fu Beimo shouted, "Sister-in-law, give me the hoe."

Yan Funing hurriedly handed him the hoe.

With the hoe in hand, Fu Beimo shouted loudly and attacked Fu Minghe's lower body.

Fu Minghe quickly fled to the ridge of the field.

Fools have no moral principles.

When you fight a fool, you have to be careful of his weak spots.

The situation on Fu Beimo's side was clear, so Yan Funing picked up some mud and threw it at Lu Wenfeng.

The mud immediately dispersed.

Lu Wenfeng turned around and wanted to kick Yan Funing.

At this critical moment, Ali hugged his legs tightly, and Fu Beimo hit him hard on the head with the handle of the hoe.

Lu Wenfeng shook his head and turned it around a few times.

Just then, coachman Li passed by.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yan Funing shouted, "Brother Li, please help us! These two thugs are trying to rob people in broad daylight."

"This is outrageous. Is there any law in the world?"

Coachman Li rolled up his sleeves and went to the fields in a hurry.

Seeing that the man was very burly, Fu Minghe quickly pulled the dizzy Lu Wenfeng and ran away.

Coachman Li wanted to chase them, but the two men got on the carriage and drove away.

Ali was beaten black and blue by Lu Wenfeng and lay on the ground, unable to get up for a while.

Fu Beimo took one of his arms and put it on his shoulder, then helped him up.

Li the driver returned to Yan Funing and said ashamedly, "They ran far away, I couldn't catch up."

"No need to chase." Yan Funing sighed, "Thank you, Brother Li, for what happened today."

Fu Minghe is the son of the county magistrate, and Lu Wenfeng must also have a background.

If this matter becomes a big deal, even if a lawsuit is filed, Fu Zhengqing will definitely protect his son and Lu Wenfeng.

Li the coachman said embarrassedly: "Why thank you? I didn't even help you."

Seeing that Fu Beimo was having a hard time supporting Ali, he simply pulled Ali's arm and carried him on his shoulders.

His legs and feet left the ground all of a sudden, and Ali yelled, "Put me down now."

"You kid, be honest with me."

The coachman Li strode away.

Yan Funing took the remaining rapeseed and seeds, Fu Beimo carried the hoe, and the four of them walked towards the Fu family.

When they arrived, Fu Ciyi had just returned home.

Seeing this, Fu Nanyao frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Hearing the anxiety in her daughter's voice, Wan Niang asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Fu Nanyao said: "Mom, Bei Mo and Ali have different degrees of injuries."

Wan Niang was distressed and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Fu Ciyi helped Ali down from the coachman Li's shoulders and let him sit on a bamboo chair.

Fu Beimo and Ali took turns telling about what had just happened in the fields.

Yan Funing stood motionless in the yard.

Fu Minghe is three years older than Fu Ciyi. If Fu Ciyi lived in the countryside when he was four or five years old, Fu Minghe was a native local.

To be honest, Fu Minghe was very familiar with this village, and naturally knew where the courtyard of the Fu family's main house and the six acres of land were.

If he could come and rob people openly today, what else would he do in the future?
She didn't dare to think too deeply.

This world is not as peaceful as the modern world she lived in.

I originally wanted to leave Fu Ciyi as soon as possible, thinking that I could live well alone.

The reappearance of Fu Minghe and Lu Wenfeng today made her realize the fact that she was alone and could easily be targeted by bad guys.

If something unexpected happens at that time, she will be helpless and cry out to heaven and earth for help.

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Chapter 92 She is His

After listening to the two people's narration, Fu Nanyao whispered in her mother's ear: "Mom, my sister-in-law is stunned. She must have been frightened by what happened in the field."

If someone were to come and rob her, she would have fainted out of fright if this happened to her.

Yan Funing was able to fight back, which was worthy of her admiration.

Wan Niang asked her daughter to help her go to Yan Funing.

"Fu Ning, mother is here, cry if you want to."

How could such a delicate girl have ever seen such a terrible thing?
In the past, when I was in the Fu Mansion, I thought Fu Minghe was just arrogant, but now I know that he has bad behavior and is a mean person.

While eating what's in the bowl, he's still thinking about what's in the pot.

Yan Funing came back to her senses and suppressed her emotions: "Mom, I'm fine." She turned her eyes to the main hall and the two half-grown boys in front, "Are Beimo and Ali okay?"

Fu Ciyi checked the injuries of Fu Beimo and Ali, and said gently, "They are just superficial injuries."

Yan Funing finally felt relieved and looked at the coachman Li: "Thanks to Brother Li for showing up today."

Li the coachman waved his hand: "Miss, you have already thanked me. Besides, I really didn't do anything."

Yan Funing said: "Brother Li's figure would intimidate them if he stood there."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyi glanced at the coachman Li.

This man was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and wheat-colored skin, a typical appearance of a military general.

So he asked, "Do you know Kung Fu?"

Li the coachman shook his head: "But I have plenty of strength."

Fu Ciyi nodded.

At this time, Fu Beimo said: "They said they want to take my sister-in-law away. After tonight, my brother will no longer want my sister-in-law."

Just now he and Ali were talking about how to fight with others, how Fu Minghe wanted to grab his sister-in-law's hand, how his sister-in-law dodged, and how they helped her.

I forgot to mention the key point.

After hearing this, Yan Funing's emotions, which had been under control, could no longer be contained.

If she was really captured, she could probably guess what would happen tonight.

Tears welled up in my eyes and tears slid down my face.

She cried almost silently, but Wanniang still heard it and couldn't help crying along with her: "My poor girl!"

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine, right?"

Yan Funing wanted to speak more lightly, but she couldn't hide the sob in her voice.

Wan Niang touched her little face lovingly and held her in her arms.

Fu Ciyi clenched his fists and asked the coachman Li: "Who has a horse?"

Li Hui, the driver, replied, "In the village, only the head of the village and I have cattle. We use them to plow the fields during the busy farming season, and I drive the ox cart to earn money during my free time. We don't even have donkeys or mules, let alone horses."

Fu Beimo asked: "What does my brother want a horse for?"

"I'll go ask Fu Minghe for an explanation."

After saying that, Fu Ciyi was about to walk out of the yard.

Fu Beimo muttered: "I'll go too."

Li Jibu, the coachman, stopped Fu Ciyi and said, "Young sir..." He paused and changed his address. "Master, I have roughly understood what you said just now. One of the two people who came to the field today is the son of the county magistrate, and the other has a background. We ordinary people cannot fight against officials. Besides, how can you catch up with their carriages pulled by four-legged horses when you walk on your own feet?"

Wan Niang patted Yan Fu Ning's back and said softly to her two sons, "Even if you go to the county town overnight, what can you do? You know how many thugs Fu Zhengqing has hired. If anything happens to you in the county town, what will happen to me, Fu Ning and Nan Yao?"

Yan Funing raised her head from her mother-in-law's shoulder, wiped her tears, and walked up to Fu Ciyi, wanting to say thank you...

Thank him for his kindness and for wanting to help her vent her anger.

But I just couldn't open my mouth.

Then he reached out and grabbed his clenched fist, and said word by word: "Don't go."

The soft little hand rested on the back of his cold hand, and Fu Ciyi's whole arm stiffened instantly.

The most pathetic thing about a person is that he cannot protect his family.

He didn't know if the girl in front of him was a family member, but he knew she was someone close to him.

She had caused him to lose face, so she owed him for the rest of her life. Even if she wanted to be bullied, she could only be bullied by him.

Who the hell is Fu Minghe? How dare he have such a despicable and dirty idea?
A cold and sinister look suddenly appeared in his eyes. When he has power, he will not let go of any of the second branch of the Fu family, the Yan family, or the Lu family.

Yan Funing kept staring at his hand, and when she saw that the bones at the back of his hand were no longer so tense, she slowly let go.

Fu Nanyao limped to the coachman Li and said, "Brother Li, please don't spread the news that my sister-in-law was almost kidnapped today."

"I know, it's about the reputation of the girl." Coachman Li said bitterly, "It's obviously those two evil people who are doing evil. Rumors are always bad for girls. This world..."

He shook his head and said nothing more, "It's getting late, I should go home." As he left, he glanced at Fu Ciyi and said hesitantly, "If you need my help in the future, just ask."

Our pigs have eaten their cabbage and radishes, and their weight has increased dramatically. We can sell them for more money this year.

Fu Ciyi nodded: "Thank you!"

Li, the coachman, was delighted to be thanked by the cold and aloof teacher. He thought it would be a great honor for a simple man like him to have a relationship with such a knowledgeable teacher.

At this moment, in the Lu family carriage.

Fu Minghe warned: "Don't tell Yan Haitang about what happened in the past few days!"

Lu Wenfeng nodded, feeling uncomfortable as a nerve in his head was stretched so tight that he had to close his eyes and lean against the car wall.

"I understand, don't worry, Brother Minghe!" He suddenly opened his eyes, "Brother Minghe, that little girl has a very aggressive temper, are you really concerned about her?"

Fu Minghe sighed.

If Yan Haitang didn't have some money, he wouldn't have forced himself to marry her.

Now Yan Haitang keeps a very strict control over him and has sold all of his former concubines to human traffickers.

As a result, she was the only woman beside him.

It would be fine if Yan Haitang was somewhat pretty, but she is quite dull.

In the first month of their marriage, every time he slept with her, he had to imagine her face as Fu Ning's beautiful face before he could fall asleep.

If Fu Ning's reaction the day before was her instinct as a woman, and now he mentioned it again, finding a house was a sign of sincerity, why didn't Fu Ning agree?
Thinking of this, he asked, "Is Fu Ciyi so good that she would rather suffer with him than enjoy happiness with me?"

Lu Wenfeng guessed: "Because Fu Ciyi looks better than you?"

Fu Minghe raised his hand and was about to strike Lu Wenfeng on the head, but when he realized that he had been hit on the head, he changed his stance and patted his shoulder instead, without saying a word.
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incident happened in the evening, so Fu Wan's mother's family had a late dinner.

The food was served on the table only when the sun had completely set and the moonlight was as bright as silver.

For this meal, Fu Ciyi asked Ali to sit at the table.

Ali shook his head: "I am used to sitting on a small stool to eat."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "I told you to sit down, so just sit down."

It seemed like an order, which he could not disobey.

Ali's heart sank: "Yes, Master." He sat down obediently next to Fu Beimo.

After dinner, Yan Funing gave Ali an apple.

Ali put the apple to his nose and sniffed it hard, then went home happily.

(End of this chapter) 2024-07-17 Author: Yun Ziyan

Chapter 93: Teaching the Art of Self-Defense
If it weren't for Ali and Bei Mo, Yan Funing wouldn't dare to think too much about what happened today.

Thinking that if Fu Minghe comes again...

How can she protect herself?

I kept thinking about this question until late at night.

Seeing Fu Ciyi put down his pen, she asked him softly, "Can you teach me kung fu? If you don't have time, just teach me some anti-wolf techniques."

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly: "Anti-wolf technique?"

Yan Funing lowered her eyes: "Fu Minghe is a pervert, and we should be on guard against people like him."

Fu Ciyi understood and thought, "I can teach you kung fu."

Not only that, he also had to teach Bei Mo and help him improve his kung fu. At the same time, he also had to teach Ali. With them protecting his family, he could go to the village school to teach without any worries.

If coachman Li also wants to learn, he will be taught too.

As for the girl in front of me, she needs to learn more.

"Learning Kung Fu is not something that can be done overnight. Fu Minghe has come here twice in just a few days. I will teach you a move that you can use at the most critical moment."

He stood up.

Yan Funing stood up and asked, "What's the move?"

Fu Ciyi asked calmly, "Do you know where a man's most vulnerable spot is?"

Yan Funing murmured and repeated his words: "The most vulnerable part?"

She thought about it, combined with modern medical theory, could it be the place she thought?
Then she looked at Fu Ciyi.

Fu Ciyi felt a chill in his tailbone when she stared at him. He turned around hastily and coughed tactically: "If you encounter any unexpected events in the future, you can squeeze it hard, and it's better to break it."

Having said that, to be fair, he didn't want her to encounter this situation.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that he didn't want her to catch other men. Even if there was no danger, and it was just a pleasure between her and her real husband, he didn't like it.

Putting aside his weird thoughts, he turned back and asked her, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Funing asked, "Don't we all need to practice Kung Fu? How can I practice this move?"

As soon as she said this, she blushed.

You can't blame her for asking this question. Her hand strength is really too weak, and it will be useless if she doesn't practice.

Fu Ciyi gritted his teeth. What kind of woman is this? She still wants to practice?
Who can she practice with?
He is the only man in this room!
"Let's not talk about this move in detail for now. Let's start the horse stance tomorrow morning."

Even if your hands are weak, you can still have unexpected explosive power at the critical moment.

Yan Funing's eyes suddenly lit up: "I know, buy some walnuts and pick two of the hardest ones."

It was clearly the most delicate and soft voice, but it said words that inexplicably made people feel cold.

Not only that, she actually knew the number?
Fu Ciyi had just picked up the cup on the table to drink water, and when he heard this, he spit it out.

Fortunately, it all sprayed on the ground and didn't get the book wet.

Yan Funing took the teacup from him and said, "Are you okay? Walnuts can nourish your brain, which will help you prepare for the imperial examination. I'll buy some next time I go back to town."

Fu Ciyi: "I'm fine, I just choked on the water."

I don't know if it's right or wrong to teach her like this?

The next day was the 29th, and Fu Ciyi had a day off.

It was still dawn, and he patted Yan Funing's shoulder through the quilt: "Get up."

Yan Funing was half asleep and couldn't open her eyes: "I haven't slept enough."

The soft murmurs were very tender.

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly, and uttered two words with his thin lips coldly: "Practice."

Hearing about practicing, Yan Funing woke up immediately and sat up abruptly: "Practice, I'll practice."

As she stood up, the collar of her inner garment slid down a little, revealing an area of fair skin.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and turned his back to leave the house: "I'll wait for you outside."

When Yan Funing had dressed and washed, there were two more people waiting for her in the yard besides Fu Ciyi.

Fu Beimo: "Sister-in-law, let's practice together."

Ali: "Sister-in-law, the teacher said we should warm up by running first, can you run?"

Yan Funing nodded: "I can run."

Although she couldn't say how fast she could run, she scored full marks in the 800-meter test.

Fu Ciyi looked Yan Funing up and down, and wanted to say something but didn't. He just said, "Let's run along the river."

It was still early and most of the villagers had not gotten up yet.

It was foggy and the boundary between the river bank and the river channel was not very clear.

Fu Ciyi asked Yan Funing to run on the inside, while he ran along the river.

Following behind them were Fu Beimo and Ali.

After one circle, except for Fu Ciyi whose breathing was very steady, the other three were all gasping for air.

Especially Yan Funing, her little face was coated with a layer of powder.

His chest rose and fell violently due to his rapid breathing, and the collar of his clothes, which had originally fitted him well, was actually a little tight.

Fu Ciyi took a quick glance, then quickly looked away and said to Fu Beimo and Ali, "Horse stance."

Yan Funing pointed at herself: "What about me?"

I was still teaching her how to do horse stance last night.

Fu Ciyi put his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "Your clothes are not suitable for horse stance."

Yan Funing looked down at herself and realized that wearing a skirt was indeed not suitable for doing horse stance, in fact, it was not even suitable for running.

She had to ask Fu Nanyao to help her cut a set of training clothes. The clothes were not a big deal, the key was the pants.

Thinking of this, she went back to her room, picked up a brush and drew a pattern of training pants on rice paper, with wide legs and taped cuffs.

After drawing the patterns, she went to the kitchen to cook breakfast.

Under the guidance of Fu Ciyi, Fu Beimo and Ali stood in horse stance for a quarter of an hour.

After breakfast was ready, Wanniang and Fu Nanyao got up.

Yan Funing hurriedly handed the pants pattern to Fu Nanyao: "Help me cut it, I want to wear it for practice tomorrow."

Fu Nanyao yawned: "What kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Yan Funing: "Kung Fu, your brother said that it's not suitable for me to wear a skirt."

Fu Nanyao nodded: "I understand, I will go cut it after breakfast."

I complained in my heart that my brother and sister-in-law got up too early as it was just dawn.

Instead of being affectionate in bed, the young couple is practicing martial arts. The brother is really stupid.

Soon, the family had breakfast and called Ali to join them.

After dinner, Yan Funing took Fu Beimo and Ali to tidy up the fields that were destroyed yesterday, and also sowed seeds on the remaining land.

Fu Ciyi also followed.

The four of them worked together and the seeds were sown faster than expected.

After the hour of Si, the four of them finished their farm work and returned home.

Fu Ciyi washed his hands and went back to his room to copy, while Yan Funing prepared lunch.

Seeing that she had to come back to cook after busying herself with farm work, Fu Nanyao suggested, "Sister-in-law, the training pants have been cut. I'll help you sew them."

Yan Funing nodded: "That's great. I have to go into the mountains with your brother this afternoon, and I'm worried that I won't have time to sew."

Fu Beimo, who was burning in the stove, suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, I want to go to the mountains too."

Fu Nanyao glanced at him and said, "You are at home, what if the bad guys come again?"

My brother and sister-in-law finally have some time alone, and we must not let Bei Mo disturb it.

"Oh." Fu Beimo responded reluctantly.

In the afternoon, the sun shines brightly.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing set off with their backpacks.

Fu Nanyao took two oranges and put them in the backpack: "Brother and sister-in-law, eat them if you are thirsty on the way. There is no need to rush back."

Yan Funing frowned: "Ah, why aren't you in a hurry to come back?"

Fu Nanyao explained with a smile: "What I mean is that the roads in the deep mountains and old forests are difficult to walk on. You should be careful on the road and walk slowly. Don't get your clothes snagged."

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Chapter 94: Stop looking . As

she said this, she gently pushed Yan Funing.

Yan Funing told Fu Beimo and Ali to take care of the house, and then went into the mountains with Fu Ciyi.

The two men first arrived at the dead tree.

Yan Funing took out two oranges from the basket and placed them in Fu Ciyi's hands respectively.

"You hold it while I pick the oyster mushrooms."

The orange seemed surprisingly small in his palm.

Look at his hands again, they are so big.

It is said that men with big hands are also gifted in certain aspects.

Yan Funing slapped her forehead. It was all his fault. He taught her that move yesterday and made her think in the wrong way.

Suddenly, she thought of his hands, which were so big and powerful. If he wanted to strangle her to death one day, wouldn't it be easy?
Not to mention her neck, even her waist could probably be broken easily.

Thinking of this, she shuddered and half lowered her head to pick oyster mushrooms.

Fu Ciyi just thought the girl in front of him was silly. Why was she patting her forehead for no reason?
He didn't think much about anything else. He put the oranges in his right hand into his left hand, and easily grasped two oranges with one hand. He picked mushrooms with her with his free hand.

There weren't many oyster mushrooms this time, only about three or four pounds.

The two of them finished picking the fruits quickly.

Yan Funing obediently put on the backpack and said, "Let's go to the deep mountains and old forests we went to last time and see if there are any Ganoderma lucidum and pheasants, okay?"

"good."

Fu Ciyi gave her two oranges, took the backpack from her shoulder, put it on his own shoulders, and walked in front.

Yan Funing held two oranges, one in each hand, and took a few quick steps to catch up with him.

"Fu Ciyi, do you want to eat oranges?"

She should be nicer to him, hoping that he would remember her kindness when he wanted to torture her in the future.

Fu Ciyi said coldly: "I'm not thirsty, you can eat."

Yan Funing: "Let's eat together later. I just picked some oyster mushrooms and my hands are all dirty."

Her voice is so sweet and soft that it is hard to refuse.

Fu Ciyi turned his head slightly to look at her, and when their eyes met...

Yan Funing raised the corners of her lips and smiled at him, her smile was harmless.

Fu Ciyi felt strangely frightened and couldn't help asking, "Why are you laughing like that?"

Yan Funing thought for a moment and replied, "I am happy. I am happy that you are willing to teach me how to read and write, and also to teach me kung fu. I am smiling with gratitude."

"I have a question."

Fu Ciyi withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

"You say."

She followed him closely.

"Last night you mentioned two walnuts. Why did you think of walnuts, and two in number?"

When he asked this question, a slight blush appeared on his handsome face.

Yan Funing remained calm: "Uh..."

How to say it?

She studied medicine, so of course she understands the structure of the human body.

But how to explain it now?
As expected, he said, "Yan Funing, you have just reached the age of marriage."

The implication is that she knows too much at such a young age!

As a girl, you must not know these things.

Yan Funing smiled awkwardly: "The women in the village chat while changing the diaper for their babies, and they sit in a row."

When he heard that it was a baby, Fu Ciyi didn't want to care about it anymore.

But every time he encountered such a situation, he couldn't help coughing, and this moment was no exception, he coughed several times.

"I don't want to see it either." Yan Funing said, "Nan Yao and I often see it when we go to the river to wash clothes. It's not my fault. Nan Yao also saw it. If you don't believe it, you can ask her when you go back."

"Those women are really immoral and disrespectful to society." Fu Ciyi coughed again, "Don't look at them anymore."

"Oh." Yan Funing's lips twitched.

The babies are only a few months old.

It seems that all the women who take care of children in the village do this, and no one seems to stop this behavior.

He is really inexplicable.

Besides, she doesn't want to watch it.

The last time she and Nan Yao saw it, she quickly turned her eyes away, but Nan Yao stared at her for a long time.

I didn't expect that he would blame me for this matter. Maybe it was the teacher's temper that flared up?

As she walked, she muttered, "I don't want to see it. It's so ugly."

Fu Ciyi suddenly said, "What did you say?"

Yan Funing said loudly: "Please rest assured, Master, even if you show it to me, I don't want to see it."

Fu Ciyi felt his temple throbbing. He must have gone crazy to talk about this topic with her.

The two continued walking into the mountains.

After more than half an hour, we arrived at the cliff where we picked the Ganoderma lucidum last time.

The two searched carefully along the cliff for more than a quarter of an hour, but did not see any trace of the Ganoderma lucidum.

Suddenly, faint shouts were heard.

The sound was so shrill that it made people panic for no reason.

Yan Funing unconsciously leaned towards Fu Ciyi: "Did you hear the terrible shouting? Is there a wild beast coming?"

Fu Ciyi pricked up his ears and listened carefully. After a moment, he said, "It's not a beast, it's probably a human."

"People?" Upon hearing that it was people, Yan Funing immediately stood three steps away from him and asked, "Should we follow the sound to look for someone, in case there's someone who needs help?"

There are very few people in the deep mountains and forests. If someone really gets into an accident and no one comes to rescue, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly: "Yan Funing, are you really so kind?"

They were an engaged couple in the past, so how could she break off the engagement so easily?

Not even a shred of mercy or face.

Now, even without knowing who was in danger or what kind of help was needed, she offered to help.

Such a gap made him feel very uncomfortable.

Yan Funing was speechless for a moment, and said hesitantly: "I just heard the miserable voice, and thought that if I could help, I would help. I didn't think about how kind I was."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a miserable cry from afar, and vaguely heard the word "help".

She took two steps forward, and when she saw that he didn't move, she turned back.

She put the two oranges in her hand into the backpack and then used her little hand to pull his big hand.

She couldn't pull him at all, so she had to hold his two fingers tightly: "Hurry up, if they are from the same village, we can still gain a good reputation. If the Hu family wants to say something bad about us in the future, someone will refute it for us."

Fu Ciyi didn't want to move, nor did he want to save anyone.

But she pulled his hand, and he could only consider whether to go and save her.

However, another question made him think deeply.

She was getting bolder and bolder. Yesterday she covered the back of his hand, and today she was holding it tightly.

"Do you know that men and women should not touch each other?"

The voice is clear, like the biting north wind blowing in the cold winter.

Yan Funing quickly let go: "I'm sorry, I was just in a hurry."

She really didn't mean to hold his hand.

In the deep mountains and forests, she was scared to go alone to find the place where the cry for help came from, so she wanted to pull him along.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Let's go."

The two walked and searched, but did not see anything unusual.

The cries for help became weaker and weaker, and it was difficult to tell from the sound where the people in need were.

"Fu Ciyi, do you think we are hallucinating? It was probably some animal's cry in the deep mountains and forests. It sounded like someone was calling for help?" Yan Funing looked around and saw trees all around.

(End of this chapter) Chapter 95: Saving People in the Mountains

Fu Ciyi made a gesture to her to keep quiet, listened carefully, and after a moment, said to her: "Follow me."

He just walked away with big strides, and Yan Funing hurriedly followed him.

The two walked along the cliff for a while and then walked towards the top of the mountain for another while.

Suddenly, Fu Ciyi stretched out his arms to stop her.

"What's wrong?" Yan Funing was confused.

Fu Ciyi pointed to the ground with his chin: "It's right here."

Yan Funing took a closer look and saw that the ground was covered with fallen leaves, which looked no different from ordinary mountain ground at first glance.

But when I looked closely, I found that there was a trap here, and a hole had been smashed into one corner.

"trap?"

Fu Ciyi: "It was probably set up by the hunters."

The cry for help was very faint, and it came from here.

Yan Funing squatted down and pushed away the dead leaves, revealing a few branches lying across the pit.

At the bottom of the trap, curled up was a gray-haired old man.

"Sure enough, there is someone." Yan Funing threw the branch aside, raised her hand like a trumpet, and shouted to the bottom of the trap, "Old man, how are you?"

The old man moved his body slightly, and his half-closed eyes slightly opened.

When he saw the daylight and the two beautiful ladies, he wanted to say something but fainted instead.

"Hey, old man, what's wrong with you?" Yan Funing asked anxiously.

Of course, this trap was obviously prepared for wild beasts. It was very deep, and once you fell in, you would never be able to climb out.

Fu Ciyi said to her, "Since there are traps here, it means wild animals frequently come here. Look, aren't there a lot of claw marks on the trap walls?"

Yan Funing looked carefully in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, she saw a lot of claw marks.

The trap is surrounded by mud, but the belly is big and the mouth is small. Once the beast is trapped, it is difficult to climb out of the ground even with powerful claws.

When people fall in, they don't know whether their legs and feet are injured. Even if their legs and feet are not injured, they can only wait for someone to rescue them.

It is a deep forest in the mountains, rarely visited by humans, unless it is the hunter who dug the trap.

But hunters usually come after some time, so it is very dangerous for people to fall into their trap.

Yan Funing nodded.

Fu Ciyi put the backpack on the ground and said, "Stay still and don't move."

He was afraid that when he went to rescue the old man, a wild beast would suddenly appear.

By then he would be caught between a rock and a hard place.

Yan Funing said softly: "I won't move."

"Okay." After saying this word, Fu Ciyi jumped into the trap.

Yan Funing didn't expect him to jump in to save her. Her heart was pounding. "Fu Ciyi, let's look around to see if there are any vines or something like that. You're..."

Before she could finish her words, Fu Ciyi had already led the old man out of the trap.

Yan Funing quickly checked whether he had any scratches on his body or face. Seeing that his clothes were clean and his face looked normal, she felt relieved.

Only then did he look down at the old man he had placed leaning against the tree trunk.

"Old man, how did you fall into the trap and when did you fall into it?"

The old man opened his eyes slightly and said weakly, "Early yesterday morning."

"It's been so long." Yan Funing frowned, "Where are your family members?"

"Is there any water?" the old man said in a hoarse voice.

"There are oranges." Yan Funing quickly took out an orange from the backpack and gave it to him.

The old man took the orange, looked up at them, and said slowly: "My family will come to look for me. It's getting late, you should go back."

Yan Funing asked: "Ah, there are many wild animals here, is it okay for you to wait here?"

The old man shook his head: "It's okay, you can go back."

Yan Funing felt strange. They saved him, but not only did he not say a word of thanks, he also asked them to leave quickly.

As if he was afraid that they would blackmail him for money.

Fu Ciyi picked up the backpack without saying a word, grabbed Yan Funing's arm and left.

The two walked for a long distance in silence.

Suddenly a whistle sounded from behind.

Fu Ciyi's ears twitched. If what he guessed was correct, the old man probably had some background.

Yan Funing was in a complicated mood. After thinking for a moment, she said to him, "Fu Ciyi, maybe I am meddling in other people's business."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "There is nothing wrong with your original intention of saving people. What you did just now was right, but not everyone will be grateful and repay you. Be more careful in the future."

Yan Funing asked, "Do you think the old man just now was afraid that we would extort money from him?"

His clothes looked like those of a rich man, while they wore fine cotton clothes.

Fu Ciyi said: "It is probably possible."

Yan Funing sighed: "We didn't find any Ganoderma lucidum today, and we only picked a few Oyster mushrooms."

"Tomorrow we will go into the mountains again, take a different route, and climb a different mountain."

"good."

The two men came out of the deep mountains and forests and passed by the place where mushrooms were picked. They found several figures surrounding a dead tree, so they quickened their pace and walked over.

It turned out that the five members of the Hu family tied up the dead tree with a hemp rope, passed a carrying pole through the knots of the hemp rope, and lifted the dead tree directly.

Yan Funing shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Hu Ajing put her hands on her hips and said with a smile, "You are allowed to come early every day to pick the dead trees, but we are not allowed to take the dead trees for ourselves?"

"Take it for yourself?" Yan Fu frowned. "This dead tree is in the forest, it doesn't belong to your Hu family."

Hu Ajing laughed again: "Let's carry it back home. It will belong to our Hu family." She turned to her family and said, "Grandpa, grandma, daddy, mommy, hurry up and carry it up."

Hu Dahai, Hu Xingwang, Fu and Qian shouted together, and the thick dead tree was carried away by them.

Hu Ajing said to Yan Funing proudly: "We will put the dead wood in our yard, and you can pick some when you want to eat oyster mushrooms, and sell them for money when you want to. You will have no wild oyster mushrooms to sell in the future!"

Fu said sarcastically, "As a teacher, I have to support a family of five, and now I have to take care of Ali, who has no parents. Haha, tsk tsk tsk, I can't even pick mushrooms."

Qian also said: "Oyster mushrooms are delicious and valuable. Whoever carries away the wood that grows oyster mushrooms will own it..."

The Hu family members started mumbling, saying all kinds of nasty things.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing looked at each other, ignored them, and walked straight ahead.

The Hu family members were carrying the dead wood and could not move fast enough, so Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing left them far behind.

When they reached the downhill road, Fu Ciyi stopped and said coldly: "If the dead wood is destroyed, no mushrooms will grow."

Yan Funing stopped and said, "You mean we should wait for them here and trip them when they pass by, so that the dead wood will fall down the mountain. Because the wood is dry, it will definitely break into pieces."

Fu Ciyi nodded and said bluntly: "That's exactly what I mean."

Yan Funing laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Ciyi was puzzled.

"We only picked three or four pounds of oyster mushrooms today. I looked carefully when we were picking them. The wood has dried up and all the nutrients have grown into oyster mushrooms. It has been several crops. The rotten wood behind will not grow any more oyster mushrooms." Yan Funing laughed again, "What they brought back today was just rotten wood. It's useless and can't even be used to make a fire."

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi chuckled softly, which was rare for him.

Yan Funing blinked. This man had a very nice smile.

Being stared at like this, Fu Ciyi felt a little uncomfortable and said in a hoarse voice: "It's getting dark, let's go back quickly."

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Chapter 96: Practice again before going to bed

. Not long after the two returned home, they saw the Hu family carrying a dead tree and swaggering past their door.

Fu Beimo saw this and was so angry that he wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Yan Funing.

"Sister-in-law, that wood is for us to pick oyster mushrooms."

He recognized it, there was no mistake.

Yan Funing said, "They treat rotten wood as treasures. After a while, they will have to find a place to throw it away."

Fu Beimo looked at the oyster mushrooms in the basket and said uncomfortably, "We won't be able to pick them anymore."

"Even if more oyster mushrooms grow on that wood, they won't grow more than a few."

Yan Funing took out the oranges from the backpack.

Because it had been placed together with the oyster mushrooms, she rinsed it with water. She peeled the orange with her slender fingers and gave half of it to Fu Beimo: "Eat it."

Fu Beimo ate half an orange in just two bites.

Fu Ciyi, who was washing his hands slowly, said: "..."

Who said she wanted to eat oranges with him?
She took out two oranges and gave one to the old man. She actually gave half of the remaining one to Bei Mo.

Bei Mo is his biological brother, so he reluctantly doesn't care.

At this moment, Yan Funing cut the remaining half of the orange into two and placed one of the two in his palm.

Fu Ciyi was stunned.

Yan Funing quickly ate her portion and frowned, "Why is it so sour?"

"Is it sour?" Fu Ciyi slowly broke off a petal and ate it.

It's sweet, not sour at all.

Fu Beimo nodded honestly: "It is quite sour."

As long as it was given by his sister-in-law, he would eat it no matter how sour it was.

Yan Funing took an apple, and Fu Nanyao happened to enter the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, I have already sewn the training pants and put them on the bed in the west wing. You can try them on when you have time."

"Sew so fast?"

Yan Funing washed the apple, cut it into two pieces, and gave one piece to Fu Nanyao first.

Fu Nanyao held the apple and took a bite: "There are only a few seams on the pants, so they were sewn very quickly."

Yan Funing nodded, gave Fu Ciyi and Fu Beimo each an apple, and ate the remaining one herself.

"The orange is too sour. I have to neutralize it."

Someone actually said that the orange was sweet.

After eating the apple, Yan Funing returned to her room.

A pair of ultramarine training pants was placed on the bed, with ties at the waist and cuffs for tightening.

I have to say that Fu Nanyao's tailoring skills are really good. I only scribbled a few strokes and she made it.

So he took the pants back to the kitchen and showed them to Fu Nanyao.

"It's the perfect length, the style I want."

Fu Nanyao carefully observed her expression: "Sister-in-law, do you like this color?"

Yan Funing looked down at the pants and said in a pleasant voice: "I like it."

She chose the colors of the five pieces of cloth, so naturally she liked them.

Fu Nanyao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, go put it on and show it to us."

Yan Funing nodded and went back to her room to try it on.

In the kitchen, Fu Nanyao said to his brother, "Brother, did you hear me? Sister-in-law likes the color of your robe."

Meaningful.

Fu Ciyi remained silent.

Fu Beimo interrupted: "Where are my green robes?"

Fu Nanyao said impatiently: "We'll do it tomorrow."

Fu Beimo was dissatisfied: "Tomorrow? Yuanlian, you have to speed up your hands. I want to practice with my sister-in-law wearing the same color clothes."

Fu Nanyao frowned and pretended to pull the corner of Fu Beimo's mouth: "You called me a round-faced man, and you have the nerve to ask me to speed up?"

After that, the two started to fight.

The twins have been like this since they were young, and Fu Ciyi is no longer surprised.

Yan Funing came back and saw the chaos in the kitchen. She whispered, "Are you still looking at my pants?"

The two people who were fighting stopped fighting upon hearing the sound, and looked at Yan Funing together with their brother.

She has a slender waist and stands gracefully.

Because the trouser legs are wide, it looks like a skirt at first glance, but it is quite comfortable to move in.

Fu Nanyao clapped her hands and said, "Not bad, not bad. My cooking skills are really good."

Fu Beimo also clapped his hands: "That's because sister-in-law looks good in anything she wears."

Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi and said, "Husband, can I do horse stance with these pants?"

Fu Ciyi nodded slightly: "Probably."

In fact, he saw in the morning that her clothes were too tight to be suitable for practicing martial arts, and now he thought that the hem of her skirt was even less suitable for doing horse stance.

Yan Funing raised her hand to invite him: "Let's go to the courtyard and do horse stance. Please teach me, Master!"

She wanted to make up for the practice she missed this morning.

"Sister-in-law, I can teach you too."

Fu Beimo left the kitchen first and got ready at the door of the main room.

Fu Nanyao had difficulty walking and did not like practicing martial arts, so he stayed in the kitchen to wash rice and vegetables.

Fu Ciyi walked into the yard, raised his hand about ten feet away from Fu Beimo, and motioned Yan Funing to stand there.

Yan Funing stood obediently at the place he designated.

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Put your feet slightly wider than your shoulders and bend your knees to squat."

Yan Funing did as he said.

Fu Ciyi added: "Look straight ahead with your eyes and your palms facing inwards."

Yan Funing only stood there for a moment before she felt her legs begin to tremble.

Of course, I wanted to learn kung fu, so I had to persevere no matter what, so I gritted my teeth.

Fu Ciyi looked at Fu Beimo's posture, nodded with satisfaction, and when he walked in front of Yan Funing, he frowned slightly.

The girl in front of him had legs that were shaking constantly, but she still persisted, and he couldn't bear to expose her.

But her posture was a little wrong, so he walked behind her and gently touched her back with his fingers: "Keep your body straight, this will save a lot of effort."

Hearing this, Yan Funing straightened her back.

As she moved, her waist looked even slimmer and thinner, not even thick enough to be held in one hand.

After all, the new pants are different from skirts, and the fabric fits the body curves better.

Fu Ciyi looked away calmly, but the image of the waist and hips was imprinted in his mind.

He walked up to her, and his eyes happened to fall on her raised chest again.

I can't teach you!
I really can't teach you!

Fu Ciyi closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows, and took a straight stick from the woodshed.

Then he quickly walked up to Fu Beimo and said in a cold voice: "Raise your arms and keep your legs steady. Do you still want to teach me with this posture?"

Whenever Fu Beimo showed any dissatisfaction, he would tap him with the stick.

Although it didn't hurt, his brother's expression was serious. When the stick hit him, Fu Beimo began to sweat coldly.

He didn't know when his brother would really hit him.

If you really get hit, it will hurt!

Yan Funing saw that Fu Beimo was scolded by someone even though he was doing horse stance very well. She thought she would probably be beaten in this situation, so she bit her lower lip hard.

Fu Beimo didn't know why his brother was like this, and complained quietly: "Brother, am I not practicing well?"

"Well done?" Fu Ciyi brought two empty buckets from the kitchen and asked Fu Beimo to hold one on the left and one on the right. "If you complain again, I'll fill the buckets with water."

Fu Beimo had no choice but to pick up the bucket obediently. After a while, he began to breathe heavily.

At this moment, Wan Niang groped her way out of the east wing. Hearing the noise, she asked, "What is Bei Mo doing panting so hard?"

Fu Beimo seemed to have seen a savior: "Mom, my brother bullied me for no reason. Not only did he bully me, but he also bullied my sister-in-law. We were doing horse stance just fine, but my brother was not satisfied."

Yan Funing couldn't hold on any longer, so she discussed with Fu Ciyi: "Can I practice before going to bed?"

She was so tired that she just wanted to lie down.

(End of this chapter) Fu Ciyi's face was grim as he stood by his side.

Does she want to practice before going to bed or in her room?

He still wanted to have a good sleep, so he said coldly: "Another half an incense stick of time."

Wan Niang always thought her eldest son was right about practicing martial arts, so she advised, "Bei Mo, Fu Ning, you should listen to Ci Yi, that's right."

Fu Beimo could only tremble his arms, Yan Funing trembled her legs, and the two continued to do the horse stance obediently.
—The
next day, the sky was just getting light, and the morning light was faint.

Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing, Fu Beimo and Ali to run exercises along the river.

Although most of the villagers were still asleep at the moment, there were still a few early risers washing by the river.

Coachman Li had just washed his face, picked up two large buckets of water and stood up, and met Fu Ciyi and others who were jogging.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Ali panted and said, "Master said this is a warm-up. After the warm-up, we will do horse stance. Once we are in horse stance, Master will teach us kung fu."

Coachman Li looked at Fu Ciyi in disbelief: "Master, you know Kung Fu?"

Fu Beimo said proudly: "My brother is very good at Kung Fu."

Coachman Li nodded, but he didn't quite believe it.

"Then run slowly, my mother is still waiting for me to fetch water."

After saying this, coachman Li walked steadily towards his house at the entrance of the village.

As he walked, he complained in his heart, the Master had red lips and white teeth, and although he was a little taller than him...

But at first glance, he is just a good-looking scholar.

He didn't believe he knew kung fu.

Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing and the others and ran back to the yard.

In order to prevent Fu Beimo and Ali from seeing Yan Funing's horse stance, he ordered the two half-grown boys to turn around and face the direction of the fence gate, while Yan Funing faced the direction of the main hall.

At this moment, Fu Nanyao was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. She only had to cook vegetables and rice, so she could do it by herself.

Fu Ciyi took advantage of this time to go back to his room to write.

As long as Fu Ciyi was not in the yard, the two teenagers would start chatting.

Fu Beimo: "Cartman Li doesn't believe that my brother is good at martial arts."

Ali: "I noticed that too. If you don't believe me, forget it."

Yan Funing, who had her back to them, asked, "Brother Li, he calls himself Coachman Li, and the villagers call him that, too. What's his real name?"

Ali laughed out loud: "He doesn't dare to say his real name."

Fu Beimo was also curious, so he repeated what Yan Funing asked: "What is his real name?"

Ali smiled and replied, "Li Agou, that's the name his mother gave him. When Li the rickshaw driver grew up, he thought the name was shameful and wouldn't let anyone call him by that name. He would get angry if anyone called him by that name. He was big and no one could beat him. After a while, no one dared to call him by that name to his face."

Yan Funing said, "Giving him a humble name makes him easier to raise. That's probably what his mother meant."

There was a lot of chatter in the yard. Fu Ciyi looked over the windowsill and said coldly, "Fu Beimo Ali will add one incense stick of time, and Yan Funing will add half an incense stick of time."

The three people who were doing horse stance fell silent immediately.

The yard became quiet.

Soon, half an incense stick of time passed, and then another half an incense stick of time passed.

Wanniang called Ali to have breakfast together.

Ali took the initiative to help get the dishes and chopsticks.

After dinner, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing prepared to go into the mountains.

Fu Beimo acted coquettishly towards Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, I want to go too."

Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi and said softly, "Why don't we let Bei Mo go with us?"

Fu Ciyi pondered and said, "There is no firewood at home. Beimo and Ali went into the mountains to collect firewood this time."

When they heard that they could go together, the two teenagers jumped up.

Soon, the four set off.

There was no firewood to be collected on the hill near their home, so the four of them walked deep into the mountains.

Fu Beimo picked up the broken branches on the ground, while Ali chopped wood with a hatchet.

Fu Ciyi took out the rope from the backpack and threw it on the ground: "When there is enough firewood, you can carry it down the mountain."

Ali stopped using the axe: "Master, are you going to separate from us here?"

"Yes, we have to go to the deep mountains and old forests." Fu Ciyi's voice was cold, "You carry the firewood down the mountain, don't delay on the way."

Fu Beimo finally reacted and complained quietly: "I still can't be with my sister-in-law."

Yan Funing smiled and consoled him: "I will go to town tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and take you with me."

Fu Beimo was happy now and waved to his brother and sister-in-law.

Half an hour later, Fu Beimo and Ali each carried two bundles of firewood back.

The firewood picked up is brittle and easy to break when burning, so it is put directly into the woodshed.

The firewood Ali chopped was thick, almost as thick as a man's arm. Such firewood was difficult to ignite, so he diligently chopped the firewood with an axe.

Seeing that he was working efficiently, Fu Nanyao poured him some water.

Ali took the bowl and blushed when he drank the water.

Fu Nanyao didn't see it, and asked Fu Beimo to stack the chopped firewood neatly.

When the sun was setting, the sky suddenly turned gloomy.

Fu Nanyao hurried to the courtyard to collect clothes, then turned to ask her mother, "Mom, is it going to rain? It looks like it's going to rain, and the wind is getting stronger."

Wan Niang felt the wind with her face and noticed that there was some moisture in the wind. She said, "It's going to rain, and it's going to rain heavily. Ci Yi and Fu Ning haven't come back yet. What should we do?"

Ali quickly put all the unchopped firewood into the woodshed, and then said to Wanniang, "Aunt, I'll go get the umbrella."

Fu Beimo also said, "Mom, Ali and I will go and deliver the umbrella."

Wan Niang shook her head: "They both went to the deep mountains and old forests, where can you find them?"

Not long after, the rain really started to fall.

It started out as a drizzle, and soon it got heavier.

The four of them sat in the main room, waiting for Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing to return.

At this moment, the trees on the mountain were bare, and the rain easily soaked Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing.

Not long after, Yan Funing, who was caught in the rain, sneezed.

Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyi tied the legs and feet of the pheasant in his hand together and threw it on the ground. Then he took off his robe and put it over Yan Funing's head.

Suddenly, she was separated from the rain.

Yan Funing looked up at him standing in front of her, her face wet with rain and her hair all wet, so she raised her arm to reach for the robe he was holding.

He was tall, and she couldn't reach him if he was lifted like that.

So he had no choice but to say: "Fu Ciyi, cover yourself up as well."

Fu Ciyi glanced at her, then stood beside her and side by side with her.

"The rain won't stop any time soon."

The voice was unexpectedly hoarse.

His arm touched hers, and because his sleeves were wet, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth from her skin.

"It's not a good idea for us to stand here and wait for the rain to stop." She suggested, "I'll protect the Ganoderma lucidum in the basket, and you hold the pheasant. We each hold a corner of our robes. Can we go back like this?"

Fu Ciyi thought for a moment and said, "You hold the Ganoderma lucidum, and I'll put the pheasant in the basket and carry it on my back. It's raining heavily now, and few people on the road will see the Ganoderma lucidum."

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Yan Funing took the Ganoderma lucidum out of the backpack and held it carefully.

Fu Ciyi picked up the pheasant and threw it into the backpack. He raised his robe with both hands and covered himself and Yan Funing with it. "Come closer to me."

In this situation, the distinction between men and women should be put aside.

Yan Funing was shivering in the rain, so she obediently moved a step forward.

Fu Ciyi tightened his grip on the robe, and at this moment, his posture seemed as if he was holding her in his arms.

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Chapter 98: The Young Man Seeks Credit

Wan Niang was getting really impatient waiting, so she said to the two half-grown boys, "Bei Mo Ali, take your umbrellas and go to the foot of the mountain."

The two of them stood up from the small stool.

Wan Niang couldn't help but remind him again: "Don't go into the mountains. I'm afraid you will get separated from them."

Fu Beimo: "I understand, mother."

Ali nodded: "Don't worry, auntie."

The two of them shared an umbrella, took two oil-paper umbrellas, and went out.

There were only three umbrellas at home, so I took them all.

There was a slanting wind and heavy rain, and there were no other pedestrians on the road.

The two young men walked hurriedly with their arms around each other's shoulders. When they reached the foot of the mountain, their pants were mostly wet and their shoes were soaked.

After waiting at the foot of the mountain for a quarter of an hour, Fu Beimo suddenly shouted, "Brother and sister-in-law!"

Ali looked in the direction of the voice and saw Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing walking down the mountain hiding under their robes.

Fu Beimo held the umbrella tightly and called Ali to go with him to welcome his brother and sister-in-law.

Halfway up the mountain, the four of them met up.

"Mom asked us to wait at the foot of the mountain." Fu Beimo handed over the umbrella, "One for my brother and one for my sister-in-law."

Yan Funing took the umbrella: "What about you guys?"

Fu Beimo said: "Ali and I will support it together."

Ali also said: "The master is tall, so he needs one for himself; my sister-in-law is a woman, so she also needs one for each of them."

Fu Ciyi put away his wet robe and then took the oil-paper umbrella handed to him by his brother.

The two young men very considerately took the backpack from Fu Ciyi, and Ali carried it on his back while Fu Beimo held an umbrella, and the two of them walked in front with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing, who were walking behind, each held an umbrella.

Fu Ciyi's hand was holding the umbrella handle so tightly that the bones on the back of his hand could be clearly seen.

We were hiding under the robe just now, and we didn't feel the space was so small. The rain fell without splashing on our bodies.

Although he was holding an umbrella at this moment, the rain kept falling on him.

As soon as he stepped into his yard, Fu Beimo shouted, "Mom, my brother and sister-in-law are back."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang stood up worriedly, looking towards the courtyard gate with unfocused eyes.

"You're all wet, right?"

"They are wet. Brother and sister-in-law are all wet." Fu Beimo took Ali and walked quickly into the main room. "I was the first to find brother and sister-in-law."

Ali put down the backpack and said, "It was indeed Beimo who saw it first. Beimo has sharp eyes."

Fu Beimo put away his umbrella, shook off the rain outside the door, and said as if to take credit: "Brother used his robe to cover sister-in-law, and I saw that brother was tired with his arms raised high, so I ran to the halfway point of the mountain and gave them each an umbrella."

Ali agreed again: "Yes, the master protected my sister-in-law in front of him, and both of them got wet. How could the robes keep out the rain? The master is so tall, and my sister-in-law is a woman, so they should each have an umbrella."

Fu Nanyao: "…"

Wan Niang didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed.

Although the younger son has no persuasion, he can still see that his elder brother is tired from raising his arms.

Although the younger son was a bit mentally retarded, he was still able to give his brother and sister-in-law an umbrella each to prevent them from getting wet in the rain.

And Ali...

On second thought, they were right.

At this moment, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing entered the main room.

Wan Niang touched their arms and exclaimed softly, "You're all wet. Bei Mo, go and boil some water. Nan Yao, go and cut some ginger and make some ginger soup."

Ali said, "Aunt, can I light a fire with Bei Mo? Our shoes are wet, and we want to warm ourselves by the fire."

"Yes, yes." Wan Niang ordered, "Nan Yao, cut some ginger into small pieces. Bei Mo and Ali should also drink it."

Fu Nanyao responded, took two cotton towels for her brother and sister-in-law, and then went to the kitchen.

Fu Beimo and Ali followed closely behind.

Yan Funing placed the Ganoderma lucidum on the table and wiped her face with a cotton towel: "Mother, although we came back in the rain, your husband picked a big Ganoderma lucidum, which is a big harvest."

Wan Niang heaved a long sigh of relief: "Ganoderma lucidum is valuable, but in my heart, you are more important." Then, she urged everyone to the kitchen, "You guys go and warm yourself by the fire."

Boil water over high heat and it will boil quickly.

Yan Funing went back to her room to take a bath, while Fu Ciyi went to the toilet cubicle to wash.

After the young couple finished taking a hot bath, Wan Niang ordered them to drink strong ginger soup, and Fu Beimo and Ali did not miss it.

The ginger soup boiled over and over again and was very spicy.

The four of them drank so much that their brows were furrowed and their breathing sounds came one after another.

Wan Niang was relieved at this moment: "It has to be spicy like this so that I won't catch a cold."

During dinner, Yan Funing talked about today's harvest: "The Ganoderma lucidum is big, bigger than the last time. We also caught three pheasants this time, but one ran away quickly, so my husband killed it."

Fu Beimo was curious: "How did he kill him?"

"Your brother picked up a stone and threw it. With a whoosh, the pheasant fell to the ground and died."

Yan Funing said this calmly, but the cold look in Fu Ciyi's eyes when he threw the stone kept repeating in her mind.

The future sinister and powerful official might be born with this coldness.

Upon hearing this, Fu Beimo and Ali looked at Fu Ciyi with eager eyes and said, "We want to learn this kind of Kung Fu."

Fu Ciyi glanced at them calmly and said, "Leave the dead one at home to eat."

Yan Funing nodded: "We didn't pick many oyster mushrooms yesterday, so I plan to keep some for home." She looked outside and saw the rain falling. She muttered to herself, "I wonder what the weather will be like tomorrow?"

"It would be best if it's sunny tomorrow. I want to go to town with my sister-in-law." Fu Beimo also looked outside. "Raining is so annoying. My clothes are wet and I can't go to town."

Yan Funing said: "The spring rain is as soft as butter. We have sown so many seeds and are just waiting for this spring rain."

The rain gradually stopped late at night.

The next morning, the dawn broke.

After breakfast, Fu Ciyi prepared to go to the village school.

Yan Funing wrapped the Ganoderma lucidum in oil paper and put it in the backpack. Fu Beimo carried two pheasants, and the uncle and sister-in-law prepared to go to the town.

Fu Ciyi walked a few steps outside, then turned back and said, "Ali, you're going to town too."

Ali said happily: "Bei Mo and I will definitely protect my sister-in-law!"

Fu Ciyi nodded slightly and then went out.

Yan Funing said something to her mother-in-law, and took Fu Beimo and Ali to the village entrance.

Ali was so excited to go to town. He wanted to help Fu Beimo carry the pheasant and help Yan Funing carry the backpack.

Fu Beimo held the pheasant tightly and refused to let go: "Help your sister-in-law carry the basket."

Yan Funing declined: "The backpack isn't heavy now, I can carry it myself."

The three of them arrived at the village entrance talking and laughing.

As it was still early, the three of them chose a relatively comfortable seat and sat down.

Soon, the ox cart was full of people.

It rained yesterday and the roads are muddy and difficult to walk on today. Many people want to go to town by ox cart.

Fu Beimo and Ali, who were originally sitting next to each other, sat on the left and right sides of Yan Funing. Fearing that the car would be bumpy and someone would squeeze her, the two of them stretched their legs and put their hands on their knees to give Yan Funing some space.

They remained in this position until they reached the town and the car stopped.

Li the coachman laughed: "Miss, if you don't know, you might think these two are your guards."

Yan Funing followed suit and laughed. After all the passengers got off the bus, she lowered her voice and said, "Brother Li, I want to go to that mysterious house later. Please take us there."

(End of this chapter) She took out twenty coins from her purse and gave them to him: "This is for the expenses of going to the mansion."

Last time she went to the mansion with the Tong family father and daughter, she gave him ten cents for the ride. This time, because she wanted him to wait for a while, she took ten more cents.

Li the driver only charged ten coins: "The journey is short, even if it is a chartered car, ten coins are enough."

"Okay, wait a moment, we'll be back after we sell the pheasants."

Yan Funing put the ten copper coins back into her purse and jumped out of the car.

Li the driver waved his hand: "No hurry."

We just took a bus full of passengers to town, so we won't be returning so soon.

It is a great thing to earn an extra ten cents by running a short distance.

Not long after, Yan Funing took Fu Beimo and Ali to Liuji Restaurant first.

"Uncle Liu, I'm here."

As soon as she entered the door, she shouted crisply.

Shopkeeper Liu, who was checking the accounts on the abacus, looked up and said with a smile: "My daughter is here, just in time!"

He picked up a piece of paper and waved at her.

Yan Funing took a few quick steps and saw the paper clearly recording the sales volume of nourishing medicinal foods in the past five or six days.

"The medicinal food is very popular." Shopkeeper Liu said, "On the first two days, few people ordered it, but in the following days, more and more people came. Some even came back after trying it."

Yan Funing said: "It's good to be welcomed. Then I can think of other medicinal food."

"Girl, how about we calculate the commission from the sales in the past few days?"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "Uncle Liu, the commission from the trial operation for a few days will be ignored. How about we sign an agreement today and officially cooperate?"

Shopkeeper Liu pointed at her forehead, his joy evident in his words.

"You are such a lovely girl!"

The commission for these few days is not counted. He is a generous person.

If you make an agreement, it must be written down in black and white and protected by the laws of the time.

The beautiful girl in front of me is generous and serious. She will definitely do great things in the future!

After saying this, Shopkeeper Liu spread out the rice paper and picked up the pen to write the agreement.

When he came to writing about the commission, he paused and said, "Girl, for every serving of medicinal food you sell, I'll give you five cents as a commission. If you think it's too low, just tell me."

Yan Funing shook her head and chuckled: "I just thought about the menu. Five cents a portion is not cheap."

Shopkeeper Liu nodded: "Then I will write it down."

"Um."

After the two agreements were written, both of them signed them.

Shopkeeper Liu looked at her signature and said with a smile, "Yan Funing, what a good name."

"Uncle Liu's name is Liu Song, which is also a good name."

"This is an ordinary name." But he was happy to be praised, so he smiled and gave her a copy of the agreement, "My daughter, keep it."

Yan Funing took it, folded it and put it in her sleeve pocket.

Liu Song finally had time to look at the backpack: "What mountain products do you have today?"

"Just two pheasants."

Yan Funing signaled Fu Beimo to come forward with the pheasant.

Liu Song raised his hand and ordered the waiter to take the pheasant to the back kitchen, while he took out one or two taels of silver from the counter and gave it to Yan Funing.

After leaving the restaurant, Yan Funing took Fu Beimo and Ali back to the ox cart.

Coachman Li cracked the whip, and the carriage passed the market and headed east.

It was only two miles and we arrived in no time.

The area around the high-walled house was very quiet, but what was surprising was that there was a carriage parked outside the house today.

The coachman and his attendants stood outside the carriage, looking anxiously waiting for someone.

It can be seen that this car does not belong to the residence, but to the visitor.

After getting off the car, Yan Funing went forward and knocked on the door.

There was no movement in the yard.

Li the coachman raised his big hand and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"

Fu Beimo and Ali were not willing to be outdone and also knocked on the door.

Yan Funing said, "The owner of this house likes quietness, so let's be a little gentle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open.

The middle-aged housekeeper I met last time poked his head out and was about to curse, but when he saw that it was Yan Funing, he said unhappily, "Young lady, you have been here once and know the rules. Why are you still so rude?"

Li the coachman shouted in a hoarse voice: "It's not the girl who is rude, it's us, don't blame the wrong person."

The middle-aged butler glanced at him and looked at Yan Funing.

"Sorry, we'll be more careful next time." Yan Funing said calmly, "Lingzhi, are you still going to take it?"

"Collect." He uttered only one word, turned sideways, and motioned Yan Funing to come in.

After Yan Funing entered the mansion, he stopped Fu Beimo and Ali outside the door who wanted to follow her in.

"No outsiders are allowed to enter!"

After saying this, the door slammed shut.

Fu Beimo and Ali were almost hit on the nose and cursed at each other.

Li Zuoyou, the coachman, patted their shoulders and said, "This house is just like this, very arrogant. Let's go back to the car and wait."

In the courtyard, Yan Funing was walking on the wooden corridor under the guidance of her maid.

Just like the last time she came back, she heard violent coughing again.

I came to the second room on the right, but the lady with whom I negotiated the price last time was gone.

At this time, a maid in apricot-colored clothes came in and said, "Madam is in Xuanzhu Hall now. Miss, you can go and wait outside Xuanzhu Hall."

Yan Funing nodded: "Thank you for leading the way!"

The maid in apricot-colored clothes raised her hand to invite her in, and Yan Funing followed her.

After turning a few corners in the corridor, I arrived outside a hall in the backyard.

The maid asked Yan Funing to wait outside while she went in to report.

Yan Funing looked around.

This hall is built of bamboo, and is covered with curtains layer by layer. When the breeze blows, the curtains dance lightly in the wind, giving it a fairyland-like feeling.

What surprised her was that there was a coughing sound in the hall just now, which became lighter and lighter as she got closer.

Until now, I haven't heard it.

Not long after, an old woman came out. She was the same old woman who bargained for the price last time.

Yan Funing stepped forward and peeled off the oil paper to show her: "Auntie, how much do you think the Ganoderma lucidum is worth today?"

The old woman looked her up and down, and then said indifferently: "My master invites you in, young lady."

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Does your master want to negotiate the price in person?"

The old woman said, "Sir, I don't have time to bargain. If I tell you to come in, just come in. Don't talk so much nonsense."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Yan Funing raised her eyebrows and followed immediately.

After passing through one curtain after another, we finally entered the Xuanzhu Hall.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine. Not only that, there was also incense burning nearby. It seemed that the owner of this house was quite romantic.

Looking forward, Yan Funing saw a curtain hanging. Behind the curtain sat a man wearing a crown, who looked very young.

Outside the curtain there was a man, hunched over with his hands clasped in front of his chest. He had gray hair and looked very old.

Taking another look, the old man's profile looked very familiar.

Yan Funing stepped forward.

The old woman immediately stopped her: "Don't get close to the young master!"

Yan Funing pushed her hand away: "I don't want to get close to your young master, I think this old man looks very familiar!"

The old man turned his head when he heard the voice and was surprised to see Yan Funing: "Miss, how can it be such a coincidence?"

Yan Funing smiled and said to the old woman, "Auntie, you heard me, right? This old man recognized me." Then, she looked at the old man and said, "Old man, are oranges sour or sweet?"

The old man laughed out loud: "It's sour, but sourness can quench thirst."

Suddenly he thought of something, and he bowed to the young man behind the curtain and said, "Sir, this girl can testify that I did go into the mountains. But I fell into a hunter's trap and failed to collect the Ganoderma lucidum."

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"Oh, is this true?"

A pleasant voice came from behind the curtain.

The old man nodded, stood up and faced Yan Funing: "Miss, please help me testify!"

"The day before yesterday in the deep mountains and old forests, this old man was indeed trapped in a trap." Yan Funing smiled lightly and quickly changed her tone, saying to the man behind the curtain, "My husband was kind enough to rescue him, but he kept urging us to leave quickly without even a word of thanks."

As she spoke, she looked at the old man and said, "Old man, my husband doesn't save people easily. I forced him to save you. We saved people not for reward, nor for a thank you. At that time, you looked like you were afraid that we would ask for money."

The old man said ashamedly: "What the young lady said makes me ashamed."

Yan Funing waved her hands: "It's over, let's not talk about it. I'm here to sell Ganoderma lucidum today, who can give me an estimate of the price?"

Beimo, Ali, and coachman Li were all waiting for her.

She had to sell the Ganoderma lucidum quickly and go out to meet them.

The old man looked into her backpack and asked, "Miss, did you pick this Ganoderma lucidum from the deep mountains and forests?"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "I'm sorry I can't tell you where I picked it."

This old man also went to pick Ganoderma lucidum. So, they will have one more rival in picking Ganoderma lucidum in the future.

He saved someone but unexpectedly, he saved his opponent.

The old man saw her concerns and said with a smile, "Young lady, I don't make a living by picking Ganoderma lucidum." He glanced at the person behind the curtain and lowered his voice, "I went to pick Ganoderma lucidum myself because I hope you can help me and show my sincerity."

Yan Funing nodded slightly and asked, "Can anyone give me an estimate of the price of my Ganoderma lucidum? I'm in a hurry."

The clear and pleasant voice behind the curtain sounded again: "Madame Min."

The old woman immediately stepped forward and said yes respectfully.

She walked up to Yan Funing and took out the Ganoderma lucidum from the backpack: "It's still red Ganoderma lucidum, just like last time."

Yan Funing nodded: "Yes, this one has big flowers, please give me an estimate of the price, Madam."

I kept calling her "Auntie", no wonder she was so unhappy with me.

Most people who come from the capital think highly of themselves and feel that being called "auntie" is an insult.

Nanny Min said, "I'll ask someone to check it out and then set the price."

Yan Funing thought of the room full of medical books and asked softly, "Can I borrow some medical books?"

Nanny Min glanced at Yan Funing with a sharp look: "Miss, you are here to sell Ganoderma lucidum, please be aware of your identity! Medical books are not something that everyone can read, and our family's medical books cannot be easily borrowed!"

Yan Funing said: "If Madam doesn't want to, then don't worry. What you said..."

That doesn't sound good.

Nanny Min glanced at her again and was about to take the Ganoderma lucidum out of Xuanzhu Hall when the young man behind the curtain suddenly spoke up, "Young lady, do you know medicine?"

Yan Funing: "I know a little bit."

The young man said again: "Madame Min, bring her a medical book."

There was a flash of obvious surprise in Nanny Min's eyes, and then she lowered her head and eyes and responded respectfully.

Yan Funing nodded: "Thank you, sir. I will return it as soon as possible!"

The young man said, "Next time if you have Lingzhi to sell, you can take it with you. There's no rush."

About half a cup of tea later, Nanny Min came back with a medical book.

"Although the Ganoderma lucidum is large this time, there is only one of it, which is worth eight taels. Is it acceptable to you, young lady?"

Yan Funing nodded: "Accept."

Nanny Min gave her eight taels of silver and the medical book, saying, "Medical books are precious. Please don't dirty or tear them when you read them!"

"I know." Yan Funing put the silver into her purse and looked at the cover of the medical book carefully. "This is the most basic one."

Nanny Min was obviously displeased: "Why, how much further do you want to read?"

"It's okay." Yan Funing smiled faintly.

She just took this as a way to consolidate her basic knowledge and memorize the acupuncture points of the human body thoroughly.

He immediately thanked the man behind the curtain again and left Xuanzhu Hall.

As soon as her footsteps left the last gauze curtain of Xuanzhu Hall, Yan Funing heard a cough coming from inside the hall.

Moreover, there is a trend of getting heavier.

It was really strange. What disease did the man have?
Why didn't he cough at all in the hall?

Putting aside this doubt, Yan Funing walked quite quickly under the guidance of her maid.

At this moment in the Xuanzhu Hall, Nanny Min hurriedly walked behind the curtain.

"Sir, why are you coughing again?"

The man waved his hands, coughed, and asked the old man outside the curtain in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you say a word of thanks when they saved you?"

"Sir, I don't want to reveal my identity." The old man said, "After they rescued me, my people found me immediately."

At that time, one of the men discovered him. He blew a whistle, and the other men gathered together and carried him down the mountain.

The man nodded slowly and coughed again.

Nanny Min said worriedly, "Sir, I'll ask Elder Ding to come over and take a look."

"No need." The man stood up, "I'll go find him."

The old man clasped his fists and said, "I would like to ask you for a favor. When you write a letter home, please say a few good words for me. I would like to ask your father..."

Before he could finish his words, the man interrupted him: "I won't be writing letters home recently, so please leave."

The old man nodded: "Yes."

He took two steps back, then mustered up the courage to say, "Young Master is the only connection I can think of. If you write back to Beijing, please mention me!"

Yan Funing left the house.

Fu Beimo jumped out of the car to meet him. Just as he took the backpack, he heard the gate of the courtyard slam shut.

"Sister-in-law, this house is so strange."

Yan Funing said: "It's mysterious."

The people inside are even more mysterious.

The uncle and his wife sat in the oxcart, and the car started slowly. Passing by Tong Cheng's blacksmith shop, Yan Funing called out, "Brother Li, stop the car. I have something to talk to Brother Tong about."

"Okay." Coachman Li pulled the reins.

As soon as Yan Funing got off the car, Tong Ya saw her.

"My sister is here." She called to her father in the iron shop, "Daddy, my benefactor sister is here."

Tong Cheng came out upon hearing the noise, and seeing Yan Funing, he greeted her with a smile: "Miss, you are here. I don't have any tea or drinks in my iron shop. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "I won't stay any longer. I want you to make a dagger for me." Then she took out a blueprint from her sleeve pocket and said, "The blade should be thinner."

Tong Cheng wiped his hands on his clothes, then took the blueprint and said, "It can be made."

"How much?" Yan Fu opened her purse.

"No money." Tong Cheng said, "Miss, you cured Xiaoya's arm last time, and we haven't given you a thank you gift yet."

"You have to pay me. How about this? I'll pay you when I come to get the dagger in a few days."

"Okay, I'll make a beautiful one."

"It doesn't matter whether it's pretty or not, I just want something thin and sharp."

At that time, Fu Ciyi would sleep in the village school. If a wild wolf really came to break into the door at night, she would stab the wolf with a dagger.

Also, if Fu Minghe dared to come again, she would have a dagger to protect herself.

Tong Cheng put away the blueprint: "Okay, I understand."

"Xiaoya, sister is leaving. I will come to see you next time."

Yan Funing waved to Tong Ya and sat back on the ox cart. Chapter 101: Drinking to Liven Up the Fun

"Sister, please come soon." Tong Ya waved goodbye to Yan Funing reluctantly.

Yan Funing nodded, and the ox cart quickly drove away from the blacksmith shop.

After returning to the town, coachman Li dropped the three of them off at the market and drove back to the west street.

Passing by the nut shop, Yan Funing stopped.

"Boss, how much are the walnuts?"

The shop owner said: "Thin-shell walnuts are 35 wen per pound, and ordinary hard-shell walnuts are 25 wen per pound."

Yan Funing held up two fingers: "Give me two pounds of hard-shell ones."

The shop owner added: "The thin shell breaks easily when you pinch it, so it's not hard to eat."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "It's okay, I want a hard shell."

If it breaks when you pinch it, why should she practice?
Fu Beimo said, "Yes, we like to eat hard-shelled ones."

Ali also nodded: "We have plenty of strength."

This doesn't mean that he wants to eat it, but that he can crack walnuts.

The shop owner shook his head and weighed two kilograms of walnuts to pack.

Yan Funing paid fifty coins and put the walnuts into the backpack.

The three of them had only taken a few steps when the fruit shop owner called out to them, "Girl, please wait."

Since Yan Funing was a woman, it was not easy for him to pull her, so he pulled Fu Beimo: "Little brother, come to my shop quickly."

The three followed the owner into the fruit shop.

"The girl is right. Bananas and apples are separated, so they ripen more slowly."

He handed over a few more orange slices.

Yan Funing took four orange slices and gave two to Fu Beimo and Ali.

"Two of the oranges I bought last time were sour."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. If you buy oranges again this time, I'll give you two."

Yan Funing shook her head: "We don't want the oranges, let's just weigh two kilograms of apples."

"Okay." The owner smiled happily and let Yan Funing choose the apples by herself.

The apples were picked and weighed, the scale bar tilted upwards, and the owner put an apple in it, smiling and saying, "It's exactly two kilograms."

Yan Funing saw it and said, "Thank you, boss!"

He immediately took out fifty coins and gave them to him.

The shop owner took it, counted them roughly, and put two oranges in it when wrapping the apples.

Fu Beimo shouted: "My sister-in-law said she doesn't want the oranges anymore."

The shop owner smiled and shook his head: "It's a gift, it's from Orange, it's guaranteed to be sweet this time."

After saying that, he pulled out three more bananas for Yan Funing: "These bananas were purchased the day after the last time you came. They are still very fresh today. Try some, young lady."

Yan Funing was not polite and accepted the bananas, giving one to Fu Beimo and Ali respectively, and eating one herself.

When they left the fruit shop, the pork stall owner called her from a distance.

"Pretty girl, come here quickly."

Yan Funing took Fu Beimo and Ali to the meat stall.

A few men from the clinic passed by and glanced at her, but they didn't dare to stare at her.

Yan Funing's lips twitched slightly, and she walked to the corner of the meat stall to look at the pig tongues and hearts.

Zhu Zi Yu patted the ribs that had been separated from the bones and meat: "Miss, do you still want to buy ribs?"

"I still have half of the pig left from last time. This time I want to buy some pig tongue and pig heart."

The weather is getting hot, so it's not a good idea to keep it for too long.

It takes a long time to eat a piece of ribs, so I won't buy them for the time being.

"Okay, pig offal is also part of the pig's internal organs, and they are cheap. These two pig tongues and two pig hearts are twenty cents in total. Take them all, young lady. They are all freshly slaughtered in the early morning."

"Okay." Yan Funing paid twenty cents.

As usual, Yu gave Yan Fu Ning a small piece of fat as a bonus, and leaned close to her and asked in a low voice, "Do you want the large intestine?"

Yan Funing smiled and frowned: "I can't handle cooking this."

Zhu Zi Yu laughed and asked, "How do you cook pig tongue and pig heart?"

Yan Funing said patiently, "Blanch it to remove the blood foam, add more bay leaves, cinnamon, star anise and the like to remove the odor, add some cooking wine and soy sauce, and stew it for a longer time."

Zhu Rouyu nodded: "Okay, I've learned your lesson. I'll ask my wife to cook it this way someday."

A customer said, "This girl often buys spareribs. I don't understand. After all, there is very little meat in spareribs. But pig tongue and pig heart are all meat. If they are cooked well, you can eat a lot of meat."

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests rushed to buy pig tongues and pig hearts.

Zhu Yu: "Only the ones that were slaughtered a few days ago."

Everyone: "Yes, yes."

After leaving the pork stall, Yan Funing spent twenty cents to buy bay leaves, star anise, peppercorns, cinnamon and other ingredients.

When I was about to go back, I passed by Liuji Restaurant and saw Liu Song standing at the door, staring at a large bowl of chicken feet.

"Uncle Liu, what's wrong?" She walked forward.

Liu Song said worriedly, "Chicken butts and chicken feet are hard to sell. We've even changed the names to Phoenix tails and chicken feet, but still no one orders them. I have a guy in my shop who loves to eat Phoenix tails, and he buys them all every time. Now there's only chicken feet left. Look at this big pot. It would be a shame to throw it away, and no one would order it even if I cook it."

"Chicken feet and chicken soup are not very tasty together." Yan Funing suggested, "Uncle Liu, you can make braised chicken feet. At first, no one orders them, so you can give each table a small plate. Three or two will be enough, and say it's free. When they eat well, people will naturally order more."

Liu Song's frown relaxed: "How do you make braised chicken feet?"

"I'll go to the kitchen and show you how to do it."

"That would be great!"

Liu Song hurriedly ordered his servant to carry the wooden basin to the back kitchen.

When they arrived at the kitchen, Yan Funing instructed the chef: "Cut the nails off the chicken feet and blanch them in water."

The chef glanced at Liu Song, and seeing him nod, he grabbed a handful of chicken feet and did as he was told.

After the chicken feet were put into the pot, Yan Funing took the spoon and said, "When the water boils, if blood foam floats up, remove it and then wash it again in clean water. When you put it into the pot again, add cooking wine, bay leaves, soy sauce and other ingredients."

The chefs and cooks watched her put in a lot of ingredients, and they were fascinated and remembered to concentrate.

When the water boiled again, Yan Funing washed her hands and said, "Cook it for a while longer to make it tasty, then take out the chicken feet. It will taste good whether it is served cold or hot."

Fu Beimo, who was standing aside, gulped his saliva: "Sister-in-law, I want to eat braised chicken feet too."

The chicken feet were soaked in water and were wet. Liu Song personally grabbed two handfuls of chicken feet, turned around, found a small basket to put them in, and handed it to Fu Beimo: "Tell your sister-in-law to go back and cook them."

Fu Beimo frowned: "My sister-in-law bought the ingredients just now, but we didn't buy wine. We can't cook braised chicken feet without wine."

Liu Song laughed out loud: "Wine is easy to get. We have plenty of wine in our restaurant."

As he spoke, he picked up a pot of wine and put it into the backpack.

Yan Funing looked at the basket of chicken feet and the pot of wine: "How much are these?"

"I'll give it to you." Liu Song said with a smile, "My girl, this is another menu. I have to take a cut."

"This is not a medicinal food. If you sell chicken feet, you won't be able to sell them at a high price, so you don't have to count the commission." Yan Funing also smiled, "Wine and chicken feet are enough."

Liu Song nodded: "She is indeed my biological daughter!"

After saying goodbye to Manager Liu, Yan Funing took Fu Beimo and Ali back to the ox cart.

After returning home, Yan Funing first put the medical books in the west wing, placed the walnuts, apples and two oranges in the main room, and put the rest of the things in the kitchen.

Fu Nanyao walked into the kitchen and saw a pot of wine on the stove, her eyes lit up.

"Why did sister-in-law buy wine?" She picked up the wine pot with a smile, "Is it for brother?"

Drinking to liven up the atmosphere.

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Chapter 102: Couple Drinking Together

"I didn't buy it. It was given to me by the restaurant owner."

Yan Funing sorted the star anise and other ingredients on the small side table, poured the chicken feet into the basin, and called out, "Bei Mo, wash Uncle Liu's basket in the river. We have to return it next time we go back to town."

"Here I come."

Fu Beimo trotted into the kitchen, picked up the basket and ran to the river.

Fu Nanyao put the wine pot back on the stove: "The owner of this restaurant is quite nice. Brother has wine to drink."

"Wine is for cooking, not for your brother to drink."

Yan Funing picked up the wine jug and put it on the small side table.

Fu Nanyao said, "It's such a waste to use the wine to cook."

"Wine is used to cook dishes, and the dishes taste better. You don't want to eat it, so you want to give it to your brother?"

As she spoke, Yan Funing began to process the pheasant.

"That's not the case. It can be used for cooking and drinking." Fu Nanyao changed the subject, "Does sister-in-law drink?"

It's best to drink, and then the alcohol tolerance is not good, so that the brother and sister-in-law can become real husband and wife.

Then she can always have delicious food!
"I never drink." Yan Funing said, "I see you are free right now, so go ahead and pluck the hair."

Since Fu Nanyao couldn't carry heavy objects, she helped her carry the basin containing the pheasant to the kitchen door and thoughtfully gave her a small stool.

"..." Fu Nanyao frowned, "Then I want to eat chicken legs later."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you the chicken leg."

Fu Nanyao came out of the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves and started plucking the feathers.

How could she have done such a job before?

She frowned, raised her fingers, and plucked the chicken feathers slowly, one by one.

Yan Funing didn't rush her. Pheasants are tough and take a long time to cook. They won't be available for lunch, so she can take as long as she wants.

He took out the jar of pickled fish, tied a knot through the fish head, hung it on the bamboo rack in the yard, and began to dry the fish.

After washing the jars containing pickled fish and her hands, Yan Funing began to wash the clothes, shoes and socks that had been wet yesterday.

Fu Nanyao at the kitchen door was still plucking hair with her index finger raised.

At this time, Fu Beimo came back, followed by Ali.

Fu Nanyao shouted to them: "Come and help me, I can't finish it by myself."

Ali immediately stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and started plucking the hair.

Fu Beimo hung the small basket on the hook at the kitchen door, took two small stools, gave one to Ali, and started to help.

Wet clothes, shoes and socks are actually not that dirty and can be washed quickly.

Soon, Yan Funing took the wooden basin to the river to rinse.

When she came back and hung out her clothes, shoes and socks to dry, the three of them had already completely processed the pheasant.

Thinking that there was not enough time to cook the main dishes at noon, Yan Funing went to the east wing to discuss with her mother-in-law.

"Mom, let's have a simple lunch and then a nice meal at night, okay?"

"Okay." Wan Niang asked, "Do you want to eat noodles? Mom will make it."

"If I send it to my husband, the noodles will clump together. Can I make some egg pancakes?"

Wan Niang smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat omelette."

Just as Yan Funing was making omelettes in the kitchen, Fu Beimo's excited voice was heard.

"Sister-in-law, my brother is back and brought back a lot of meat!"

Yan Funing came out of the kitchen upon hearing the sound.

Fu Ciyi's hands were filled with meat, all pork belly.

Some are fresh, while others are already made into bacon.

Fu Beimo and Ali hurriedly helped Fu Ciyi carry it, and the two teenagers couldn't stop laughing.

Two women passed by in the open space diagonally across the Fu family's yard.

It was Hu Ajing and Meixiang.

They all had a wooden basin on their waists, obviously they had just returned from washing clothes in the river.

Seeing Fu Ciyi carrying back a lot of meat, they both swallowed their saliva and their pace slowed down unconsciously.

Fu Ciyi brought back so much meat, it's so enviable!

Meixiang said, "Ah Jing, he is your cousin. If you two have a good relationship, then one of these pieces of meat must be given to your family."

Hu Ajing snorted: "It's not like our family can't afford meat, so who cares?"

Having said that, she knew that even those families in the village who were not short of money could not eat meat every day, and eating it once or twice a month was considered good.

Meixiang added, "Some people in the village say that Wanniang and her daughter-in-law don't know how to live. They go to the town every few days to buy meat. I think she is blessed now. How long will it take to eat so much meat?"

Hu Ajing said sourly: "The meat we brought back today will eventually be eaten. If you don't know how to live, you will just have to wait for the northwest wind to starve."

The two people walked away.

In the Fu family courtyard, Fu Nanyao was very excited: "Brother, is this the tuition?"

Fu Ciyi nodded: "Yes." Then he looked at Yan Funing, "Where should we put the meat?"

Yan Funing thought for a moment and said, "Hang the bacon on the hook in the kitchen, and put the fresh meat in the basin first."

Fu Ciyi then took the two half-grown boys into the kitchen.

There were several hooks hanging from the beams, with four or five strips of bacon hung on each hook, and there were about ten fresh strips left, all piled in the basin.

After putting the meat away, the two young men went to the main room and told Wan Niang that Fu Ciyi had brought back a lot of meat.

Wan Niang was delighted to hear the excited voice.

In the kitchen, looking at such a large amount of meat, Yan Funing murmured, "Next time we go to town, we won't have to buy meat. But they didn't pay the tuition when school started in late January, so why did they pay it all today?"

Fu Ciyi scooped up some water to wash his hands and said calmly, "According to the parents of the students, that period was to test my teaching level."

Yan Funing said happily, "That's good, it means that you are now recognized by them as a good teacher!" Then she continued to make egg pancakes, "I don't have time to cook for lunch, so I'll just make egg pancakes. Fu Ciyi, if you're hungry, eat one first."

Fu Nanyao just came over, and before he even stepped into the kitchen, he heard his sister-in-law calling his brother's name.

Didn't the sister-in-law always call her brother "husband"?
Now she called him by his full name, which made her wonder, could it be that her brother and sister-in-law were acting sometimes?
And they were the audience?
On second thought, the sister-in-law wanted to give her brother a piece first, did she still have her brother in her heart?

However, I couldn't help feeling puzzled.

In order to verify, Fu Nanyao called out crisply: "Brother, sister-in-law said that I should eat chicken legs today."

Yan Funing turned around and smiled, "Yes, I agree." She picked up a piece of egg pancake with chopsticks and handed it to Fu Ciyi, "Husband, eat it."

Fu Ciyi took it calmly and ate it happily.

Fu Nanyao's heart skipped a beat. As expected, her sister-in-law called him "husband" in front of others, but called her brother by his full name behind others.

It was true that the two had an agreement to be together for two years, but every time she heard her sister-in-law call her brother "husband", she always felt that there was a great hope that they would become husband and wife.

But the result of the verification at this moment was a little hard for her to accept.

Just then, Fu Ciyi finished eating an egg pancake and left the kitchen.

Fu Nanyao hurriedly followed.

"Sister-in-law got a pot of wine at the market." She leaned close to her brother and whispered, "Brother, you got so much meat today, you should celebrate and drink a few cups. Sister-in-law cooks delicious food every day, and it's very hard, so you should also drink a few cups."

It is good for husband and wife to drink together!
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Fu Ciyi didn't think much about it and said softly: "If your sister-in-law agrees to drink, I will drink with her. But I have to go to the village school in the afternoon, so let's put the drinking aside in the evening."

Fu Nanyao nodded hurriedly: "Of course I have to drink it with dinner."

Drinking in the evening, the atmosphere is different, my brother and sister-in-law come into the room, maybe some things will fall into place?

Even if it doesn't work out, it's good to improve the relationship between husband and wife.

The more Fu Nanyao thought about it, the happier she became. She made up her mind to match them up. She wanted Yan Funing to be her real sister-in-law! -
After lunch, Yan Funing discussed with Fu Ciyi: "I plan to keep a few strips of fresh pork belly and make the rest into bacon or cured meat. What do you think?"

Fu Ciyi nodded: "You decide." He turned to look at Ali, "Ali, go get a piece of meat and take it home."

Ali shook his head and waved his hands: "I don't want it."

Fu Nanyao smiled: "He is very smart. He doesn't want meat. He can have meals every day when he comes to our house."

Ali smiled shyly: "Miss Nan Yao is right, it's mainly because my own cooking is not delicious, and my sister-in-law's cooking is delicious."

"If you want to eat at home, help more." Fu Ciyi glanced at Yan Funing, "She has little strength, so you and Bei Mo should do more of the heavy work."

Ali nodded heavily: "I can work. I have eaten well these days and I have gained a lot of strength."

As he spoke, he patted his upper arm.

Fu Beimo was not willing to be outdone. He raised his fist and pinched his arm flesh: "Sister-in-law, pinch it. Who has more muscles, me or Ali?"

Ali also raised his arm.

The two young men asked Yan Funing to massage their muscles.

Fu Ciyi's handsome face instantly sank: "If you pinch it, it will grow flesh, huh?"

The two young men immediately lowered their arms.

Fu Ciyi pointed to the courtyard and said, "Squat in horse stance for a stick of incense."

Yan Funing advised: "Husband, they just had dinner."

"No problem." Fu Ciyi stood up.

The two young men obediently went to the yard, squatted face to face, stared at each other, and began to do horse stance.

Fu Ciyi glanced at them indifferently, said something to his mother, and went back to the village school.

Fu Nanyao patted his brother and Ali's shoulders with a gloating look: "Don't play tricks."

Yan Funing called her, "Nan Yao, help me light the fire."

Fu Nanyao pointed at her own eyes, then at her younger brother and Ali, indicating that she would always be watching them.

The aunt and sister-in-law went into the kitchen.

Yan Funing started to stew the pheasant and soaked the mushrooms that had been dried last time, planning to stew them together with the pheasant later.

Another pot is used for blanching.

The pig heart, pig tongue and chicken feet are blanched separately.

These three ingredients can be braised together, but chicken feet cook faster, so Yan Funing cooks the pig heart and pig tongue first. Wait for the water to boil, and then put the chicken feet in after it has rolled for a few times.

Pour the wine, pour the soy sauce, add the bay leaves, star anise, peppercorns, cinnamon, a little dried chili peppers and a little sugar.

Start to simmer over low heat.
—When
the sun was setting, the coachman Li came to the Fu family.

"Girl, I would like to ask the Master for a favor."

Yan Funing was busy stewing when she heard the sound at the kitchen door and turned around: "Brother Li, my husband hasn't come home yet."

Fu Beimo came over: "Brother Li, what's the matter? Ali and I can help."

Ali nodded: "Yes, we have plenty of strength."

Li the driver sighed, "My cow was borrowed for breeding this morning, and when I wanted to take it back just now, they gave me an old cow instead."

"Old cow?" Yan Funing put down the pot and spoon, "Your cow is quite strong."

Li the coachman angrily said, "That old cow belongs to them. They hid my strong cow and insisted that the old cow is mine."

Wan Niang and Fu Nan Yao, who were in the main room, heard what was happening and came over.

"What's going on? That family wants to blackmail you for your cow?" Wan Niang asked.

Li the coachman nodded, "Really? His cow needed breeding, and the old cow was useless, so he came to borrow mine. My cow is in its prime, and I usually lend it out for breeding, and I charge a little money. There has never been any trouble, but I didn't expect something like this to happen today."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His wheat-colored skin turned red with anger and the veins on his neck popped out.

Ali said, "Driver Li, you are strong and big, so you can just fight with him."

Li the coachman sighed again: "There are so many of them, there are ten brothers alone."

Wan Niang advised: "Fighting won't solve the problem."

"What Aunt Wanniang said makes sense. I would like to ask the Master to help me judge the case. Even if I have to file a lawsuit, I would like to ask the Master to help me write the petition."

Coachman Li lowered his head in annoyance. He couldn't beat him or win the argument.

Yan Funing said, "Brother Li, please wait a little longer. My husband will be back soon."

Li the coachman rubbed his hands anxiously and nodded: "I'm just afraid that they will take my cow away and sell it, and then I will have no income from driving a coach in the future."

Everyone tried to comfort him.

After waiting for half an hour, Fu Ciyi finally came back.

The coachman Li Xin was anxious and couldn't explain his purpose clearly.

Yan Funing helped him to explain briefly: "Husband, Brother Li's cow was stolen by someone..."

Coachman Li interrupted: "They tricked him into breeding."

Yan Funing continued, "The other party pointed at the old cow and said it was Brother Li's cow, and the other party had ten brothers..."

Li the coachman interrupted again: "But I'm not good at talking, and I can't win an argument with them."

Fu Ciyi frowned: "You asked me to quarrel?"

"Judge, judge." Coachman Li stuttered anxiously, "Please help me quickly, Master."

"Let's go." Fu Ciyi said lightly.

The two men left the yard, and Fu Beimo and Ali followed them.

Fu Ciyi turned around and said, "You two go back."

Fu Beimo shouted: "Brother, I can help you in a fight."

Fu Ciyi: "Go back."

Coachman Li: "Let's not fight, let's go and judge."

He came to see the Master because he saw that the Master had broad knowledge and could teach people a lesson with just a few words.

Fu Beimo and Ali had no choice but to return to the courtyard.
When
night fell and the food was served, Fu Ciyi and the coachman Li came back.

Everyone came forward and asked, "How's it going?"

Fu Ciyi said calmly, "It has been handled."

After he finished speaking, he went into the kitchen to wash his hands.

Li the coachman said happily, "My cow is coming back soon, thanks to you, Master."

Ali asked, "How did you do it?"

Fu Nanyao was curious: "How did my brother quarrel with others?"

Li the coachman smiled and shook his head, "There was no quarrel. The Master just started fighting when he arrived at that family's house." He imitated Fu Ciyi's movements just now, waving his hands and feet wildly, "They obediently put the reins of the cow in my hands, and the money for breeding was not reduced."

Fu Beimo said proudly: "I told you, my brother is good at Kung Fu."

Li the coachman nodded heavily: "I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. The Master is not only knowledgeable, but also has better Kung Fu!"

Yan Funing said, "We have a lot of food at home today, Brother Li, please eat at home."

The coachman Li agreed. He wanted to get close to the master and ask him to teach him kung fu.

Fu Nanyao smiled and said, "Brother has received the gift of tribute, and Brother Li's cow will also be returned. It's time to drink some wine."

Turned around and went to the kitchen to get some wine.

Yan Funing called her: "Nan Yao, that pot of wine is for cooking."

Never ask someone to drink alcohol.

But he didn't want to rush the car. Li said: "I have wine at home, I'll go get it."

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"Master, you have helped me so much, so you should drink my wine."

He added, and ran out to the yard.

Yan Funing had no time to stop him. What the coachman Li said made sense, but it was not convenient for her to stop him.

Right now I just hope someone can drink less.

Not long after, coachman Li came back with a jar of wine and a plate of fried edamame.

Looking at the dishes on the table at Fu's house, he smiled sheepishly: "My family doesn't have many dishes. The only thing we can offer is this dish of edamame, which was cooked by my mother."

"Edamame is perfect for drinking."

Fu Ciyi helped his mother to sit down and raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

Coachman Li sat down and smiled: "Yes, it smells good."

Looking at the table full of dishes, he still felt embarrassed: "Actually, I should have invited the master to drink and eat meat, but I didn't expect that I would come to the master's house to eat meat instead."

Yan Funing comforted him: "Brother Li, don't be so reserved. We only eat simple ingredients at home."

"These two dishes are braised pig heart and braised pig tongue. I sliced them and served them on a plate. This one is braised chicken feet. You must recognize chicken feet. This one is stewed chicken with mushrooms. The pheasant was caught by my husband himself. The remaining two dishes are pickled radish and hot and sour cabbage stalks. They are both good with rice." Yan Funing smiled, "These ingredients don't cost much."

Li the coachman said, "Everyone in the village says that the daughter-in-law of the Fu family goes to the town every few days to buy meat. She doesn't know how to live and only knows how to eat. Now I have seen that the girl is the one who really knows how to live!"

Fu Nanyao was unhappy when she heard this: "Who is gossiping? My sister-in-law buys meat and cooks it in different ways. We can eat it for a long time. Besides, it's me who is greedy for meat."

Fu Beimo echoed: "I am greedy and want to eat meat."

Ali quickly said, "I am at the Master's house, and I can eat meat every day. The villagers don't give me any to eat, but I eat very well at the Master's house."

Wan Niang frowned: "Some time ago, Fu Ning made delicious food, and I had a few words with the lady next door. We both praised our daughter-in-law. Could it be that I was gossiped about because of this?"

"Mother, let them say whatever they want." Yan Funing picked up two pieces of pig heart for her mother-in-law, "Try it quickly, mother, the fishy smell is gone."

Wan Niang put the pickled vegetables in her mouth and her brows relaxed soon: "I said my daughter-in-law was good that day, but the man next door insisted on saying that the daughter-in-law who gave her pickles was good."

"There's always jealousy."

Coachman Li opened the wine jar and poured the wine into Fu Ciyi's soup bowl first, and then into the bowl in front of him.

What was poured out turned out to be white wine.

Yan Funing paused while picking up the food. The aroma of wine was strong and one could tell it was strong.

So she advised: "My husband has to teach tomorrow, so drink less."

"It's okay. Teaching is for tomorrow." Coachman Li picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Fu Ciyi's.

They both took a long sip.

The white wine was spicy, so they both ate the food quickly.

Seeing this, Fu Nanyao didn't dare to ask Yan Funing to drink a glass as well.

After all, my sister-in-law never drinks alcohol, let alone white wine.

At this time, Fu Ciyi said: "Good wine."

Li the coachman: "Good wine needs more drinking."

Fu Beimo and Ali's eyes sparkled: "Can we drink?"

Coachman Li: "Of course I can."

Fu Ciyi objected: "You two should eat and eat vegetables."

When they were halfway through drinking, the coachman Li Da said with a big tongue: "Master, I want to be your disciple. Please teach me kung fu!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down to become his disciple, but Fu Ciyi lifted his arm.

"There are rules for becoming a disciple. You have to choose a day, kowtow and offer tea formally." Coachman Li immediately changed his tone and called out, "Master, then I have to choose a day."

Fu Ciyi frowned at such a big disciple.

He doesn't like to accept disciples.

Ali stood up and said, "Master taught me Kung Fu, so I should call you Master."

He had to kneel while speaking, but Fu Ciyi gave him a look and he went back to the stool.

"My brother is Brother Li's master, so my sister-in-law is his master's wife, I am his master's aunt, and Bei Mo is his master's uncle." Fu Nanyao was surprised, "So, how should Brother Li address my mother and my master's grandmother?"

Fu Beimo smiled: "I am a senior uncle now, hehe, good!"

Fu Ciyi said to the coachman Li: "Forget about becoming my disciple. I can teach you kung fu. As for the name…" He paused and said, "You can still call me Master. My family members will continue to call me Master as they did before."

"Okay! I'll call you Master." Coachman Li raised his wine bowl to toast, "From now on, in my heart, you are my Li Agou's Master."

After hearing him finally say his name, Fu Beimo and Ali laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

Li the coachman blushed: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Master. My name is not good."

Fu Ciyi pondered for a moment and said, "Li Xinheng, which means honesty and conservation, what do you think?"

"Okay!" Coachman Li Zheng nodded. "Agou is the nickname given by my parents, and Li Xinheng is the full name given by my master!"

Finally having a nice name, coachman Li became more interested in drinking.

Soon, the two of them drank up the whole jar of wine.

After having enough food and drink, the coachman Li stood up shakily and said, "Master, I should go back now."

Fu Ciyi's cheeks flushed, he pinched his eyebrows, and seemed to be drunk.

Seeing this, Yan Funing ordered, "Beimo Ali, send Brother Li back."

I asked them to take the empty wine jar and the plate of slightly eaten fried edamame with them.

The two young men supported the big coachman Li on the left and right and led them out of the yard. Seeing that they were walking steadily, Yan Funing returned to the main room.

Inside the room, Fu Ciyi rested his elbows on the table, his slender fingertips pressing on his temples.

Fu Nanyao said: "Sister-in-law, my brother is drunk too."

Wan Niang asked: "Are you really drunk?"

Before Fu Ciyi could say anything, Fu Nanyao said, "Mother, my brother's face is very red. He must be drunk."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang reached out and touched her eldest son's forehead, and found that it was indeed hot from drinking.

"Nan Yao, Fu Ning, help Ci Yi back to his room."

Fu Nanyao said, "Mother, I can't walk well and can't help my brother. Sister-in-law, help my brother back to his room. I'll clean up the dishes."

Yan Funing stepped forward and helped her mother-in-law: "Mother, I will help you go back to your room first, don't worry about your husband."

"Okay." Wan Niang nodded and let her daughter-in-law help her back to the east wing.

When Yan Funing came back, Fu Nanyao was cleaning the table.

"Sister-in-law, help my brother."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "I see your brother is sitting pretty steady, he doesn't look drunk, let him sit for a while."

At this moment, Fu Ciyi actually lay on the table.

Yan Funing was stunned.

No way, are you really drunk?

So I lowered my head to look at his face, and saw that his fair cheeks were flushed from drinking, his eyes were half open and half closed, with red at the corners of his eyes.

Really drunk?
Thinking of this, she reached out to pull his arm: "Don't sleep here."

Fu Ciyi moved his eyelids but said nothing.

Yan Funing complained in her heart, because she heard that some people are overly quiet when they are drunk, while some people will act crazy when drunk.

The person in front of me is probably the type who is too quiet.

Looking at his eyes, he seems to be about to fall asleep, but people cannot sleep in the main room.

She had no choice but to put his arm on her shoulders and put her small hand on his lower back.

A soft little hand suddenly supported his lower back. Fu Ciyi's whole body stiffened, and a numbness began to spread from his lumbar spine... Chapter 105 She Hugs Him

In an instant, it spread to every part of his body.

Teach his Adam's apple to slide up and down unconsciously.

Yan Funing wanted to help the man up, but he was so heavy that his arm alone made her gasp for air.

Fu Nanyao knew that her brother could drink a lot, but now his face was getting redder and redder, and his sister-in-law couldn't help him at all.

She couldn't help wondering, was her brother really drunk?
If her brother was really drunk, how could a delicate sister-in-law like her help him?
Thinking of this, Fu Nanyao also reached out and pulled her brother's other arm to put it on her shoulder.

Fu Ciyi half-closed his eyes, calmly pushed his sister's arm away, and muttered, "You're disturbing my peace."

Fu Nanyao: "?"

When his sister-in-law went to help him, he didn't push her away; when I went to help him myself, I said it was disturbing his peace.

Why is this?

She took another look at her brother's eyes, but they didn't give her any hint. Could it be that her brother was really drunk?

He must be really drunk!

Why is Coachman Li's alcohol so potent?

Just as Fu Nanyao was muttering to herself, Yan Funing reached out to Fu Ciyi's waist and tightly grasped his waist belt with her small hand.

"Nan Yao, help me quickly."

Fu Nanyao nodded and grabbed her brother's arm again.

The two of them worked together and finally helped the man up.

The two girls lowered their heads and didn't notice Fu Ciyi's slightly furrowed brows at all.

If he hadn't exerted himself, how could they have helped him?

However, the little hand on his waist made his body very stiff, and he didn't know how to lift his feet.

After a while, the two girls finally helped Fu Ciyi to the door of the west wing.

The lights in the house were not on yet and it was very dark.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to light the lamp. Please help my brother."

Fu Nanyao let go of her brother's arm and walked into the west wing.

As she let go, Fu Ciyi leaned directly towards Yan Funing.

She couldn't carry anything heavy, let alone support a tall man by herself. Her delicate body was pushed against the door by his weight.

There was a dull sound, and Fu Nanyao's brows furrowed.

Oh my god, my brother is really drunk.

He knew clearly that his sister-in-law was weak, and if she pretended to be drunk, she would have to restrain herself.

What Fu Nanyao didn't know was that Fu Ciyi was so stiff all over that he couldn't control his body strength.

Yan Funing's arms went around his lower back and gripped his waist tightly, as if she was hugging him.

The woman hugging the man makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how they think about it.

He had lived for nineteen years, and this was the first time he was hugged by a woman like this.

Fu Ciyi lowered his brows, trying to control the inexplicably accelerated heartbeat in his chest.

Finally, Fu Nanyao lit the oil lamp.

She grabbed her brother's arm again, and together with Yan Funing, helped him to the bed.

Her body relaxed and Yan Funing breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did your brother eat to grow up? Why is he so heavy?" She rubbed her sore shoulders, "Too heavy!"

"My brother looks like a scholar, but when he takes off his clothes, he is just full of muscles." Fu Nanyao asked with a smile, "Hasn't sister-in-law seen it?"

Yan Funing didn't even blush, and asked directly: "Have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it. Bei Mo told me." Fu Nanyao said openly, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Bei Mo. Of course, if you wash my brother's body tonight, you will see it."

Yan Funing shook her head: "Fu Nanyao, you are an unmarried girl."

"Sister-in-law, we are a family." Fu Nanyao suddenly moved closer to her and lowered her voice, "Sister-in-law, my brother is so handsome, you like him, okay?"

"Fu Nanyao, you are free, go wash the dishes."

"Yes, sister-in-law, I'll wash the dishes."

After Fu Nanyao left, Yan Funing stared at Fu Ciyi lying on the bed.

He has broad shoulders and long legs, and he has a really good figure.

After just a glance, she also left the west wing.

Fu Ciyi opened his eyes suddenly. The wine drunk by coachman Li was indeed strong. It made his head swell and his temples feel uncomfortable.

His head started to swell and he didn't want to talk.

Nan Yao and she actually thought he was drunk.

In fact, when Nan Yao said he was drunk just now, he wanted to say that he was not drunk, but for some reason he didn't say it.

Soon, her footsteps were heard outside the house.

He immediately closed his eyes.

Yan Funing came into the room holding a cotton towel, which she had soaked in cold water, and gently wiped his forehead and cheeks.

The soft fingertips stroked across his forehead and face, causing his heart to skip a beat.

He actually had the shameful thought, if he pretended to be asleep like this, would she help him take off his clothes tonight?

Thinking of this, he actually began to feel a little excited.

Suddenly, I felt ashamed of my own thoughts.

They are not a real couple, how could he have such an idea?

Just then, Yan Funing heard two footsteps coming from the yard.

Hearing the sound, I left the west wing and saw Fu Beimo and Ali coming back.

The two young men called out in unison: "Sister-in-law."

Yan Funing nodded: "Did you send Brother Li home safely?"

Ali said: "Yes, he was delivered safely. Aunt Li is taking care of him now."

Fu Beimo said: "Brother Li was very happy and kept telling Aunt Li that he had become famous."

"Okay." Yan Fu stared into the room, "Do me a favor and help me take off his coat and shoes."

The two young men said yes and entered the west wing.

Yan Funing went to the kitchen, and when she came back, Fu Ciyi was only left with his underwear.

"Bei Mo, go wash up. Ali, go home quickly and go to bed early."

She pulled Fu Ciyi's quilt over and covered him with it.

The two young men said yes in unison and left the west wing.

After closing the door, Yan Funing sat down at the desk and read a medical book.

There were many traditional Chinese characters in the medical book, and she was not sure what to read, so she just flipped through it for a while and put it aside.

The night is too quiet and too long, unlike the modern times where we can kill time by watching videos on our phones.

At the moment she was not sleepy but felt bored, so she simply picked up her pen to practice writing horizontal strokes in Chinese calligraphy.

Until late at night, Fu Ciyi could no longer pretend.

He coughed lightly and pretended to wake up.

Yan Funing tilted her head when she heard the voice: "Are you sober?"

"Um."

Fu Ciyi pressed his temples and sat up on the bed.

Yan Funing put down her pen and said calmly, "It's late, go take a shower and go to bed."

"good."

Yan Funing stood up from the stool and murmured, "You can't drink much. Don't drink so much in the future. You are not very old, only nineteen. How can you compare with the coachman Li who is in his twenties? He is drunk, how can you not be drunk?"

Fu Ciyi sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyebrows, and replied lightly: "I will pay attention next time."

Yan Funing glanced at him and said, "Your face is still red, which shows that you are very drunk." As she spoke, she sighed and said, "Sit down for a while. I'll make you some orange peel water. It can help you sober up."

After saying this, he opened the door and left the house. When he came back, he was holding a glass of orange peel water in his hand.

Fu Ciyi took it and drank it.

Yan Funing suddenly said, "By the way, I didn't take off your clothes." She explained, "Because the clothes were worn outside, I thought it would be better to take them off if I wanted to cover myself with the quilt, so I asked Bei Mo and Ali to help me."

Fu Ciyi: "Got it."

Yan Funing said, "Men and women should not touch each other, I understand."

Fu Ciyi was speechless for a moment.

Men and women should not touch each other. Why does this saying sound so familiar?

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Chapter 106 You hooligan
The next day, Fu Ciyi woke up.

Probably because I pretended to sleep and took a nap last night, I woke up unusually early today.

A faint light from the sky filtered through the window panes, showing that it was still early.

Fu Ciyi turned over and lay on his side facing the bed sheet hanging in the middle.

These days, he either lay on his back or slept facing the desk, and rarely turned to her side.

At this moment, the breathing on the other side of the bed sheet was shallow, indicating that she was still asleep.

Somehow, he wanted to take a look at her sleeping face, so he reached out to grab the corner of the bed sheet.

Who would have thought that the belt that was originally tied would immediately come loose when he touched the corner of the bed.

Let them disperse, this is God's will.

When I raised my eyes, I saw that the woman had a straight nose, rosy lips, and a delicate complexion. She was indeed a good-looking woman.

Looking at the smooth face in front of him, Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled slightly and he wanted to pinch it.

He reached out his hand, opened it, and closed it again, repeating this several times with restraint.

Just as the big palm opened again...

Yan Funing suddenly opened her eyes!

Fu Ciyi was startled and wanted to pull his hand back, but she grabbed his wrist.

"Fu Ciyi, what are you doing?"

"The rope is coming apart." He said calmly.

With his other hand he picked up the rope that held the bed sheet and waved it in front of her eyes.

Yan Funing: "…"

Do you think she is stupid?

"Your hand has crossed the dividing line. Tell me the rope is loose." Yan Funing's eyes widened, and she was obviously very angry. "You pulled the rope apart, right?"

Fu Ciyi glanced at her quietly, his expression unchanged, and asked calmly, "Why am I pulling the rope?"

Yan Funing pondered for a moment, then looked down at herself. As she was lying on her side, her clothes were slightly open, revealing a piece of her underwear.

The skin beneath the small clothes was faintly visible.

There was a cry of surprise: "You want to touch me? You hooligan!"

Fu Ciyi was dumbfounded, he just wanted to touch her face.

He hadn't thought about the place she had just looked at...

I didn't want to touch him!
Yan Funing grabbed his wrist tightly and sat up: "Lecher, you have to make your words clear!"

Fu Ciyi sat up and moved his jaw impatiently, saying coldly, "Yan Funing, listen carefully. I will never touch you no matter who I touch." Rui Feng's eyes looked at his wrist coldly, "Who is holding me now?"

Seeing that his expression was not fake, Yan Funing was startled, and then let go of him: "Then why did you stretch your hand out?"

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and explained, "I woke up and found that the rope was untied. I wondered why the rope was untied, so I used my arm to lift the bed sheet, and you grabbed my wrist."

Yan Funing didn't believe it, but at this moment she couldn't think of any other intentions he had.

He didn't like her touching him.

Naturally, he would not take the initiative to touch her.

"I don't care. Anyway, if you put your hand over here, you have crossed the line and you should be punished."

Fu Ciyi pinched his brows and asked, "What do you think the punishment will be?"

Yan Funing couldn't figure out what punishment to give him, but it wouldn't be as simple as chopping off his hand, right?

If I stretch my legs to his side next time, won't he chop my legs off?
Thinking of this, she said, "I bought two pounds of hard walnuts at the market yesterday. Take them to the village school and help me pick out a few of the hardest ones. I want to cook them."

As he spoke, he spread his fingers and made a crushing gesture.

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly, and felt an inexplicable chill somewhere.

He really didn't know what was wrong with him at that time that he actually taught her this trick.

Fortunately, he couldn't do such dirty things to her, so she had no chance to use this trick on him.

Thinking of this, I felt relieved and got out of bed.

"Okay, I'll pick the walnuts."

After saying that, he left the house.

Yan Funing was left alone lying on the bed in a daze.

After being stunned for a few moments, she carefully examined the corner of the bed sheet that had been torn apart.

Could it be that she didn't tie it tightly last night?
Then she thought of the time when she grabbed his hand and it seemed that his palm was aimed at her neck.

So, he wanted to strangle her?

Yan Funing swallowed nervously, she was so scared, what should she do?
At this moment, Fu Beimo's voice came from outside: "Sister-in-law, let's go for exercise."

Yan Funing was in a state of anxiety, so she shouted, "My training pants are not dry yet, I won't run today."

Fu Beimo's voice came again: "Then let's go."

"good."

She thought about it again and realized that it was not right.

If he really wanted to strangle her, they had been sleeping in the same bed for more than a month, so every night would be an opportunity.

Maybe she was overthinking it, and he really just lifted the loosened bed sheet.
—Fu
Ciyi took Fu Beimo, Ali and Li Xinheng to run along the river.

After returning to the yard, he taught the three people how to do horse stance, while he looked towards the west wing from time to time.

The door was closed, which made him feel complicated.

He was not a liar before.

I was not drunk last night, but for some unknown reason I followed Nan Yao's instructions and pretended to be drunk. Even Nan Yao was deceived.

And just now, the purpose of his reaching out...

At this moment, Yan Funing's voice came from the kitchen: "It's time to eat."

It turned out that she was not in the room, Fu Ciyi breathed a sigh of relief.

After getting into horse stance, Li Xinheng said something to Fu Ciyi and went back to the village entrance.

Ali followed Fu Beimo into the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

After breakfast, Fu Ciyi asked, "Where are the walnuts?"

Yan Funing took out a large paper bag from the table against the wall: "Here, it's all in there."

Fu Beimo blinked: "Sister-in-law, do you want me to crack walnuts?"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "No, I just asked your brother to help me pick out a few hard ones."

Ali: "Sister-in-law, Bei Mo and I can help. The teacher needs to teach, so we can do such a small thing."

Fu Ciyi: "…"

You two boys, are you going to compete with him for this?
Yan Funing shook her head: "You two have other things to do."

After saying that, he went to the woodshed and got a basket, which was the one he used to deliver food to Fu Ciyi.

She put the walnuts in and handed them to Fu Ciyi: "Help me pick them carefully."

"Got it." Fu Ciyi stood up, picked up the basket and left.

He walked a few steps into the yard, turned back, and said to her, "During the exercise, Li Xinheng said that the wine he drank last night was left by his father, but now his father is no longer with us." After a pause, he continued, "Please help me deliver a piece of meat to his house."

Yan Funing nodded: "That jar of wine is his wish. In that case, I will send the meat over now."

Turned around and went to the kitchen to get the meat.

Fu Beimo and Ali followed her closely.

Wherever she went, the two followed.

Yan Funing couldn't help laughing: "Nothing to do, right?"

The two young men nodded in unison.

Yan Funing pointed to the water tank and said, "Fill it with water."

The two young men happily agreed, each carrying a bucket and running to the river.

When Fu Beimo came back with the water, he saw a child on the road calling the man uncle, and complained enviously: "My brother doesn't accept disciples, so Coachman Li can't call me uncle anymore."

Ali smiled and said, "Bei Mo wants to be an uncle?"

Fu Beimo said seriously: "Well, to be honest with you, I want to be an elder and act like one."

Ali laughed again: "Bei Mo, you are so stupid."

Fu Beimo was not annoyed when someone laughed at him and called him stupid, as the tone did not sound like an insult.

"Why did you call me stupid?"

Ali whispered, "Tell your teacher and sister-in-law to have a baby soon, and their child will call you uncle."

(End of this chapter) Fu Beimo's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Ali, your brain has never been injured, it really works better than mine."

"It's just so-so." Ali said, "Bei Mo, if your head hadn't been smashed, you would have been an extremely smart person, as smart as the Master."

Fu Beimo suddenly asked seriously: "How to give birth to a child?"

Ali scratched the back of his head. He had just been praised for his sharp brain, but the following question stumped him.

"I don't know either!"

Fu Beimo laughed at him: "Ali, you are also quite stupid."

Ali thought about it and lowered his voice: "Master is smart, he knows."

Fu Beimo nodded: "What you said makes sense."

On the other side, when Yan Funing arrived at Li's house at the entrance of the village, Li Xinheng was putting reins on the cow.

There were already villagers waiting to ride the ox cart.

"Brother Li." Yan Funing called out.

Li Xinheng turned around and asked: "Miss, are you going to town today?"

Yan Funing shook her head and handed him a piece of pork belly: "My husband asked me to bring it to you."

Li Xinheng declined: "I can't accept this."

Normally, if he wanted to become a disciple, he would have to give gifts to the master.

After eating so many dishes at the Master's house last night, how could he have the nerve to eat meat again today?
The villagers waiting for the bus saw this and were envious.

Someone said sarcastically, "Driver Li, they have too much meat to eat, so just accept it."

Someone laughed and shouted: "If you don't want it, there are plenty of people who do."

Li's mother heard the noise and came out. Seeing Yan Funing holding a piece of meat and insisting that her son take it, she stepped forward and asked, "Miss, what is this?"

"Auntie, it's like this. My husband heard that the wine he drank last night was left by Brother Li's father. He felt bad for drinking such precious wine. He is going to the village school now, so he asked me to deliver a piece of meat."

Yan Funing handed the meat to Li's mother.

"We still have some wine at home. His father was going to use it for his son's wedding. He never thought that his son couldn't find a wife, so the wine has been kept, but his father is no longer around."

Having said this, tears instantly filled Li's mother's eyes.

"Then you should accept it." Yan Funing hung the straw knot tied on the meat on Li's mother's finger.

Mother Li said happily: "Although we raise pigs at home, we can only eat meat a few times a year."

The pigs had to be sold for money, and she had to save the money to find a wife for her son.

There is no extra money to buy meat.

Seeing the top-quality pork belly, she was so happy!
"Mom, Master helped me get the cow back, gave me such a nice name, and taught me kung fu." Li Xinheng came over, "We shouldn't have accepted this meat!"

Mother Li looked at the meat and felt reluctant to part with it.

The villagers nearby swallowed their saliva one after another.

Pork belly is fat and lean, but it's good meat!

When cooking, cut a few slices and you will enjoy the taste that is only available during the Chinese New Year.

Such a piece of meat must weigh at least three pounds, which is worth a lot of money!
Li Xinheng said to his mother: "Mom, the master taught me kung fu, and in my heart he is my master. I haven't even paid the apprenticeship gift, so how can I accept the gift from the master?"

As he said this, he took the meat from his mother's hand and wanted to return it to Yan Funing.

Yan Funing declined: "It was Master's idea to send the meat over. Since you regard Master as your master, will you not obey Master's orders?"

Li Xinheng was stunned: "This..."

"Just take it." Yan Funing smiled, "I'll be back soon, you guys go ahead."

She waved her hand and walked away briskly.

The mother and son of the Li family looked at each other, both with tears in their eyes.

At this time, Hu Ajing and Meixiang came to take the bus.

The two of them passed by Yan Funing, and when they turned around, they saw the pork belly in the coachman Li's hand, and they couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Hu Ajing asked the villagers: "Is it the meat sent by Wan Niang and her daughter-in-law?"

The villagers sneered, "She was the one who sent it. She really doesn't know how to live. She is so generous that she gave away a piece of good meat so easily."

Mother Li cast a glance at them and said to Yan Funing's back, "What a good girl, what a good teacher!"

Then he took the meat from his son's hand, walked past the villagers waiting for the car, turned his head and said to his son: "From now on, when Wan Niang and her family come to ride in the ox cart, you can't charge them for the fare!"

Li Xinheng nodded: "I had this plan last night."

Meixiang was surprised and asked, "Auntie Li, why did Wanniang and her daughter-in-law send meat to your family?"

She wants to eat too.

Not only did she want to eat it, she believed that Hu Ajing also wanted to eat it.

Li's mother smiled and said, "Because we didn't occupy their yard, nor did we plant their land, and we didn't gossip or stir up trouble behind their backs."

These words made everyone look at Hu Ajing.

Hu Ajing lowered her eyebrows, her face turned pale and blue, and for a moment she was unable to retort.

Although everyone knew it, once she refuted it, it would be tantamount to admitting that it was the Hu family who did the evil.
—Near
noon, Yan Funing cut up the remaining pig heart and pig tongue, and put some of them on the same plate.

He served a plate of stir-fried cabbage and oyster mushrooms, cut half an apple and put it on a small plate, and served a bowl of rice and put them all in the lunch box.

Ask Fu Beimo and Ali to deliver it to Fu Ciyi.

Fu Beimo took it and said goodbye to her with Ali with a smile.

The two of them smiled at each other, as if they were hinting at something, but Yan Funing had no idea what these two guys were doing.

I had no choice but to remind them: "Go quickly and come back quickly, don't play around on the way."

"I understand, sister-in-law."

The two of them quickly left the yard and walked away.

Yan Funing shook her head and called Fu Nanyao to come and light the fire.

When the pan is heated, she stir-frys salt with bay leaves, star anise and peppercorns until fragrant, then removes from the pan and lets it cool for later use.

"Okay, no need to light the fire."

Fu Nanyao: "I thought you were going to roast the meat."

"The meat will be roasted later. I will make bacon and cured meat now."

Yan Funing took out two jars, took out six pieces of fresh pork belly, and coated the meat with wine.

When the salt cools down, she spreads it evenly.

Three of them were put directly into the jar for pickling, and the remaining three were added with some soy sauce.

Fu Nanyao said, "I know. The ones without soy sauce are salted pork, and the ones with soy sauce are cured pork."

"There's not enough seasoning. It's just a simple dish, and I don't know how it will taste."

Yan Funing evenly spread the soy sauce on the meat and put it into the jar.

Another incense stick of time passed, and Fu Beimo and Ali came back.

At lunch, Ali said, "The teacher said that he would bring the walnuts back by himself."

Yan Funing nodded.

In the evening, Fu Ciyi returned.

He placed the six hard walnuts he had picked out in the west wing, and then carried the food box and basket into the kitchen.

At this moment in the kitchen, Fu Nanyao was making fire, Ali was washing dishes, and Yan Funing was cooking.

Seeing him coming back, Yan Funing said, "Once this dish is cooked, we can eat."

"Okay." Fu Ciyi slowly scooped water to wash his hands.

Seeing that his brother had finally returned, Fu Beimo jumped to the kitchen door and shouted excitedly: "Brother, you and sister-in-law should have a baby soon!"

Yan Funing's hands trembled: "..."

Fu Ciyi frowned and looked sideways: "Hmm?"

"I want a nephew to call me uncle." Fu Beimo saw that his brother looked upset, so he quickly pointed at Ali and said, "Ali said that you are smart and know how to have children!"

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Fu Ciyi's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Fu Beimo, Ali, run ten laps along the river!"

Fu Beimo didn't know why his brother was so angry.

"Brother, I'm not wrong. When my sister gets married and has children, I'm the uncle, but now I want to be an uncle."

Fu Nanyao smiled with her lips pursed, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Bei Mo, this kid can even tell the difference between uncle and uncle."

Fu Beimo nodded proudly, turned to Yan Funing and said, "Sister-in-law, please give birth soon, okay?"

Yan Funing held her forehead with her hand, saying that having a child is not something that can be done just like that.

Besides, the thought of asking her to bear a child for someone is horrifying.

There are countless ways for someone to torment others.

A scum of gentlemanly virtue, a beast in human clothing, this is Fu Ciyi.

Yan Funing tried her best to calm down, turned around and said to Fu Beimo: "Your brother has to take the imperial examination, and after that he has to focus on his official career. Having a child will be at least a few years later."

Fu Beimo asked seriously: "A few years later? I want it to be quick."

Yan Funing said casually: "At least two years."

Finally, they had some time, and Fu Beimo took Ali to do some exercises.

Fu Nanyao knew that these two years were actually the time when her sister-in-law and brother were separated.

The smile just now quickly disappeared, and when her brother left the kitchen with an angry face, she whispered: "Sister-in-law, two years later..."

Yan Funing didn't want to discuss what would happen two years later with her.

"Just watch the fire. I'll continue cooking. I won't talk about anything else."

She knew that Fu Nanyao's attitude had changed because she told her about the two-year agreement.

After a while, the dishes were cooked.

Several people sat in the main room, waiting for Fu Beimo and Ali to finish their exercise so that they could have dinner together.

Wan Niang didn't understand what was going on, so she asked her daughter and found out the whole story.

She laughed: "I don't take it as a big deal, Bei Mo is right."

Fu Ciyi said in a deep voice: "Mom, Bei Mo is simple-minded. Although he speaks without restraint sometimes, he still has a limit."

Now Bei Mo has Ali by his side, and this kid Ali will definitely teach Bei Mo bad things.

He didn't say the latter part.

Wan Niang laughed again: "Ali is smarter than your brother, but I don't think he is much smarter." Then she patted her eldest son on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I will tell them that there is no need to rush to have children."

Yan Funing didn't say a word the whole time, she just felt very embarrassed.

About a quarter of an hour later, the two people who were running exercises finally came back, both panting.

While the two young men were eating, they didn't dare to look at Fu Ciyi, who had a sullen face.

When picking up food, only pick up the food in front of you.

After dinner, Ali wanted to go home. He had to tell the teacher no matter what, but he still didn't dare to talk to Fu Ciyi.

I had no choice but to clasp my hands together, bow deeply, and then run away.
—It
was late at night, and everyone was quiet.

In the west wing, Fu Ciyi was copying and Yan Fu was writing with precise strokes.

The atmosphere in the house was cold and gloomy.

Yan Funing deliberately broke the silence and said softly, "Don't take what Beimo and Ali said to heart."

Fu Ciyi put down his pen and said in a cold voice: "They said that I know how to give birth to a child. How do I know?"

Yan Funing: "Don't you know?"

Oh, it turns out that someone is so innocent and doesn't understand the relationship between men and women.

Are you angry out of shame?

Although she didn't understand it, she at least had some theoretical knowledge of medicine and knew how children were born.

But in the book, when he was torturing her in the villa, he clearly used all kinds of tricks, but now he couldn't explain it.

How could he have known this in the past two years?
Fu Ciyi was choked by her question and opened his mouth.

Can he say that he actually knows a rough idea?

But the two boys said he knew it, as if he had experience.

He has no experience at all!

But the situation in the evening was awkward and he wanted to lose his temper.

He knew that he probably only saw it when he was reading a lot of books, and it was only mentioned in a few words.

Most of the time it means that when a man and a woman sleep in the same bed, the man can usually learn it without any instruction.

What the hell!
This morning he tried to touch her face and was caught.

When Fu Ciyi realized this thought, he felt a chill in his heart.

She is not his real wife, he should not have any idea about it!
Not even touching her face!

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan Funing's brows moved slightly, thinking about how to change the subject.

In fact, no matter how he answered, it was quite embarrassing.

She spoke too quickly just now and asked the question casually, but in fact she shouldn't have asked it.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Oh, by the way, when I went to sell Ganoderma lucidum yesterday, I met the old man who fell into the trap."

"The old man actually asked me to help testify that he had indeed fallen into a trap. I helped to prove it and told him that we had saved him, but I didn't even get a thank you. He said he was ashamed."

"Oh, and the mysterious person in the house is a young man who hides behind a curtain so that no one can see his face."

She picked up the medical book and said, "I asked to borrow a medical book. He was easier to talk to than his nanny and actually lent me the book."

Fu Ciyi took the medical book and flipped through it, and said in astonishment: "You don't even know a few words, and you're already reading a medical book?"

Yan Funing: "Uh..."

"Want to study medicine?" he asked again.

Yan Funing nodded: "In fact, I can recognize some words, and I also secretly learned some medical knowledge when I was young."

"Why don't you have a systematic study?"

"I've already said that I learned it secretly. The Yan family didn't hire anyone to teach me."

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi's sullen expression eased a little: "Starting today, I will teach you ten words every day. If you learn quickly, I will increase the number every day."

Since she was so eager to learn, he taught her with all his heart.

Yan Funing nodded, took out the calligraphy book he gave her, and touched a brown paper package while turning it.

So he opened it and found six hard walnuts inside.

Fu Ciyi said: "These are the ones I picked out, they are the hardest. The others were more or less cracked by me, but I was afraid that they would break and be difficult to stir-fry, so I didn't pinch them again."

"Okay, we'll fry the rest tomorrow." Yan Funing rewrapped the walnuts with brown paper. "From now on, eat a few every day. You'll get what you need."

Fu Ciyi frowned: "?"

She glanced down. Did he need to supplement?
"Hahahahaha..." Yan Funing laughed. "Walnut kernels look like brains. You should supplement what you eat. So, you should supplement your brain. You are going to take the imperial examinations, so you should use your brain too much. So, you should supplement your brain."

Otherwise, what does he think he is making up for?

Fu Ciyi's expression, which had just relaxed, sank again.

He was overthinking it.

He thought that her purpose of playing with walnuts was to practice her moves, so naturally, he thought that what she wanted him to supplement was...

Yan Funing laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, so she just lay on the desk and laughed.

How funny, he didn't think it was to make up for something, did he?
Fu Ciyi: "Yan! Fu! Ning!"

He spoke each word with an emphasis on emphasis, his tone cold and fierce.

"Do you still want to learn to read?"

Yan Funing quickly sat up straight and swallowed her saliva: "Yes, of course I want it."

He asked coldly, "Is it funny?"

She lowered her eyes and lied: "It's not funny."

It's actually really funny!

"You didn't do any exercise today, let alone do horse stance." He stood up and pointed to the open space behind the door, "Do horse stance, squat until I am satisfied."

"But didn't you say you would teach me how to read?"

"First do horse stance, then learn to read." Chapter 109: Heart is beating fast

"Oh." Yan Funing muttered, stood behind the door, and began to squat.

He took out a ruler from somewhere and tapped her shoulder: "Keep your shoulders level."

The ruler slid down her back, and his voice was cold: "The body is centered."

After squatting like this for a while, Yan Funing's legs began to tremble.

Probably because I laughed at him, he seemed difficult to get along with tonight.

There was frost at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if his sinister nature would erupt at any time.

Thinking of this, Yan Funing felt terrified. She would laugh at anyone but him.

"I'm sorry, Fu Ciyi, I shouldn't have laughed at you."

It's better to be sincere, so that life will be easier.

Fu Ciyi took the ruler, sat on the chair, and continued copying, ignoring her.

Seeing that he ignored her, Yan Funing quietly moved her legs and shifted her toes, trying to make the horse stance as comfortable as possible.

Who would have thought that his pair of cold and auspicious eyes would glance over at me.

"Did I tell you to move?"

"No, no." Her voice was as light as a mosquito. "I'm tired."

The delicate and weak tone made Fu Ciyi frown.

Suddenly realizing that her posture was wrong, he stood up, took out the ruler and tapped her on the lower back: "Stand up straight."

This ruler was specially prepared for her to prevent him from having unnecessary contact with her.

He was caught by her early in the morning, so he went to the village school to get a spare ruler.

It really comes in handy at this moment.

Yan Funing straightened her back and stood up straight.

But I was busy all day and hardly sat down, so I really don't have the energy to do horse stance now.

Suddenly, his knees went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fu Ciyi quickly grabbed her arm and lifted her up: "What's wrong with you?"

Not only did he pick the person up, he also carried him to the edge of the bed and sat him down.

Yan Funing touched her thigh which was shaking all the time and said, "Look, I really have no strength left."

My legs were shaking.

Fu Ciyi retracted his gaze and said coldly, "Learn to read."

Yan Funing had no choice but to sit back at the desk. This man was definitely seeking revenge for personal gain.

Ten words, only taught once.

Fortunately, she remembered them all, so she quickly scribbled the ten corresponding simplified characters on the rice paper.

Fu Ciyi poked her sloppy handwriting with a ruler. It looked like words, but looked strange when you looked closely.

"What does this mean?"

Yan Funing raised her eyes and smiled at him, but facing his cold face, she couldn't smile, so she pulled the corners of her lips and said, "I took notes."

Fu Ciyi snorted lightly, and finally continued copying without paying any more attention to her.

Yan Funing let out a long breath.

Remembering that the rope at the head of the bed had come undone early in the morning, she put down her pen, climbed onto the bed, and began to hang up the sheets.

It must be tied more securely tonight, with two more wraps of the rope and two more knots.

Fu Ciyi tilted his head slightly, and what he saw was her lying on the bed with her buttocks sticking out.

He looked away in panic.

My throat felt inexplicably itchy. After coughing a few times, it was still itchy and uncomfortable, so I had to pick up the teacup on the corner of the table and drink up all the water in it.

This relieved a little.

Yan Funing finally tied the knot. She shook it a few times to make sure it wouldn't come loose, then yawned.

He stretched again, and an unconscious moan came out of his throat.

This sound made Fu Ciyi's throat itch again.

I had no choice but to go to the kitchen with the empty teacup.

After drinking two glasses of water, Fu Ciyi stood in the yard and looked up at the night sky.

It's deep night, the stars are dim and the surroundings are quiet.

Only his heart was beating so hard that it made people feel uncomfortable.

It was all Bei Mo and Ali's fault. They said he knew how to have a baby, which made him feel uncomfortable tonight.
—Early
the next morning.

Li Xinheng arrived early and brought a jar of wine.

Seeing Fu Ciyi leave the room, he quickly raised the wine: "Master, this jar of wine is for you to drink."

Fu Ciyi declined: "I don't drink alcohol when I have nothing to do on weekdays."

Li Xinheng directly put the wine in the main hall: "It doesn't matter if you don't drink on weekdays, just drink a bowl when you remember. If you want to drink in the future, I will accompany you."

Fu Ciyi walked slowly into the hall: "This wine was left by your father, how can I accept it? You can take it back."

Li Xinheng smiled awkwardly: "My father brewed this batch of wine for me to marry a wife. I am twenty-five now. I am afraid I won't be able to find a wife in the future. It is better to drink the wine as soon as possible."

Fearing that Fu Ciyi would not accept it, he added: "I have several more jars at home."

Only then did Fu Ciyi accept it.

I wanted to say something to comfort Li Xinheng, but I couldn't say a word.

He didn't even mention that his fiancée broke off the engagement in public.

But they became husband and wife by accident and divorced voluntarily two years later.

From all these things, it can be seen that it is quite difficult for him to find a wife, so he has no right to persuade Li Xinheng at this moment.

At this time, Fu Beimo got up and saw that the main room was bustling, so he walked over.

"Why is there so much wine at Brother Li's house?"

Li Xinheng laughed again: "My father brewed it and prepared it for my wedding banquet." He sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "I can't get a wife."

Fu Beimo said: "My head was hit by someone, so many people call me a fool. I really can't get a wife."

Li Xinheng was shocked when he heard for the first time that Wan Niang's youngest son became mentally retarded because he was hit on the head.

"Which villain did this?"

If this handsome boy in front of me weren't a little stupid, he would definitely achieve great things.

Just by looking at the few sets of boxing moves he showed him early yesterday morning, he knew how smart the young boy was supposed to be.

Fu Ciyi said: "This matter has yet to be investigated. Bei Mo was young when the incident happened."

He is not very old.

Thinking about it now, I always feel that there was someone behind what happened back then.

"It's time for exercise, it's time for exercise." Ali came running like a gust of wind.

After a night, he had forgotten yesterday's embarrassment. He walked happily to Fu Ciyi's side and bowed politely.

"Master, I'm late."

"It's not too late."

Fu Ciyi glanced at him indifferently, and then looked towards the closed door of the west wing with a clear gaze.

A certain young lady is still lying in bed.

Fu Beimo also said to Ali: "It's not too late, it's just that my brother and I got up early, and it's also that Brother Li came early. Oh, by the way, Brother Li told me that he couldn't get a wife. Ali, can you get a wife?"

Ali said with a sad face: "Are you kidding me? I didn't even have food to eat before, but now I have enough food to eat at your house. I don't dare to think about getting a wife."

As soon as these words fell, Li Xinheng, Ali and Fu Beimo all looked at Fu Ciyi with envy.

Fu Ciyi frowned: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Li Xinheng: "Among the four of us, only the master has a wife."

Fu Beimo nodded: "Yes, my brother has a sister-in-law."

Ali echoed, "Yes, the Master has a sister-in-law."

Fu Ciyi raised his eyes to the sky.

Can he say that he is like them?

Being broken off by a woman and then marrying the same woman, who could he tell about the pain?
Yan Fu Ning would no longer be his wife in two years!
At this moment, the door of the west wing opened and Yan Fu Ning came out.

Seeing four men of different ages standing at the entrance of the main room, she pointed at herself and asked, "Are you all waiting for me to run?"

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She had put on her training pants and was ready to do morning exercises today.

But the way they looked at her was very strange, as if they were not just waiting for her.

Fu Ciyi raised his hand and said coldly, "Run exercises."

Several people walked out of the yard.

Yan Funing didn't think much and quickened her pace, trying to walk up to them, but Fu Ciyi grabbed her arm.

"What do you mean?" She turned her head to look at him.

Fu Ciyi said, "Bei Mo and Ali will lead the charge, Xin Heng will be in the middle." He lowered his eyes to look at her beside him, "You and I will be at the back."

"But weren't you and I running in the front before?" Yan Funing was puzzled.

Fu Ciyi frowned slightly: "It has been changed today."

As a girl, it doesn't matter how beautiful or ugly her posture is when she does exercises, it's always inappropriate for people to see her.

Besides, she was his wife in name only. He had a little thought, that is, he didn't want other men to see her running around. Wasn't that possible?
Yan Funing raised her eyebrows: "Okay, you are the teacher, you have the final say."

The five people ran along the river bank, and after a circle, they returned to the yard and stood in horse stance.

Fu Ciyi ordered the four men to squat facing the east, south, west and north respectively, and not to whisper to each other or speak.

Yan Funing was facing the east.

I heard the crowing of roosters and saw the dim morning light, and gradually, the sky was filled with morning glow.

It's a nice day today, so I curled my lips and admired the rosy sky.

Suddenly, Fu Ciyi stood opposite her, enclosing her in his shadow.

He put one hand behind his back and poked her thigh with a ruler in the other hand, as if to ask, why are you still shaking?

Yan Funing blinked, as if to reply to him, she was shaking last night, had he forgotten?

The two exchanged glances several times.

Looking at her pretty little face, Fu Ciyi thought of her legs shaking like a sieve last night. At this moment, he couldn't bear to let her stay in the acupuncture for another half an incense stick of time.

She is a little bit delicate.

It is also true that I love to study.

He couldn't hold her to the same standards as men.

After finishing the horse stance, it is still early.

Fu Ciyi ordered Fu Beimo to show them how to box.

When Fu Beimo was boxing, his eyes were sharp and his expression was serious, he seemed like a completely different person.

His punches were so powerful that Li Xinheng and Ali were eager to try.

After all, these two men had no skills and could only imitate the moves.

Yan Funing stood aside, staring at Fu Beimo's movements. Although she looked focused, she looked like a poor student who only watched but did not practice.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he pointed at Yan Funing with the ruler: "You, show me two moves."

"Me?" She pointed at herself again.

"Yes." Fu Ciyi nodded, "Xinheng and Ali are practicing with them, what about you?"

"I'm practicing hard."

"Practice with your heart?" Fu Ciyi wanted to get angry. Can you practice martial arts just by relying on your heart?
He clenched his fist and raised his hand to her: "Hit me."

Yan Funing's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Can we really fight?"

She wanted to hit him several times, but she didn't do it because she had no chance and she was no match for him.

She couldn't believe that there was such a good opportunity in front of her.

Fu Ciyi raised his hand again: "Okay."

"You can't fight back?"

"I won't fight back."

"Okay then!"

Yan Funing couldn't help but smile.

She clenched her fist and imitated Fu Beimo's posture just now, and attacked quickly, hitting Fu Ciyi's chest, waist and abdomen three times in a row.

But she quickly stopped her move and frowned.

"Hiss, it hurts."

She shook her hands, and her voice was filled with obvious tears.

The already bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and the corners of the eyes soon turned red.

Fu Ciyi only felt that the three punches just now were like a cat scratching her itch, and the back of her hand was already red, as if she had suffered considerable damage.

His face immediately darkened, he grabbed her wrist, and strode towards the kitchen.

Before Yan Funing could react, she was dragged over by him.

Fu Beimo saw that his sister-in-law's hand was injured, and followed anxiously, but was stopped by Fu Ciyi: "Take Xinheng and Ali to continue practicing boxing."

"Oh." Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing, "Sister-in-law, you'd better not learn Kung Fu. I will learn it very well, and I can protect you by myself in the future."

"Bei Mo, I'm fine."

Yan Funing pinched the back of her hand, trying to break free from the hand that was like an iron clamp on her wrist, but she couldn't break free.

Fu Beimo nodded and left the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, Li Xinheng and Ali looked inside.

Fu Beimo raised his hand and waved it in front of them: "My brother is taking care of my sister-in-law, let's go practice boxing."

The two nodded and followed Fu Beimo to the courtyard obediently.

In the kitchen, Fu Ciyi took a cotton towel with one hand, soaked it in cold water, squeezed it dry, and pressed it on the back of her hand.

"Fu Ciyi, I still want to learn Kung Fu." She sniffed, "Do you think my moves just now were correct?"

He admitted: "The moves are correct, but you don't have the strength, and your punches are weak."

Her hands are softer.

And the wrist he was holding at this moment was even more slender, as if the wrist would be broken if he exerted a little force.

She is so delicate that even if her punches are powerful, how powerful can they be?

Unless you have inner strength.

But in her current situation, she can't even learn the basic kung fu, let alone internal strength.

Yan Funing pursed her lips and whispered softly: "But I have already used a lot of force. It's because your body is hard that my hand hurts."

Why is his body so hard, like a solid wall of iron and steel?

Fu Ciyi was startled when he heard this, and quickly retorted: "Yan Funing, once a villain has bad intentions, before you punch to protect yourself, will he tell you whether he is soft or hard?"

"You're right, I'm useless." She lowered her eyes and said in a lost voice, "I'm too delicate."

Fu Ciyi said: "You may be spoiled, but you can't belittle yourself because of it."

He thought it was okay for women to be a little delicate, as long as someone would take care of them in the future.

It didn't seem right when these words came out of his mouth, so he didn't say anything.

"I can just press it with the cotton towel myself."

Yan Funing retracted her hand again. Now that he was holding her wrist, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially the skin that was clamped by him, which felt inexplicably burning.

Fu Ciyi let go of her wrist.

Yan Funing felt relieved.

Unexpectedly, he dipped the cotton towel in cold water again and covered the back of her hand again.
Not only that, his slender fingers with distinct joints gently massaged the back of her hand through the cotton towel...

Surprisingly gentle.

Such tenderness made her shudder.

Yan Funing stammered, "I, I, I'm fine, much better."

"Is that much better?"

Fu Ciyi stared at her trembling eyelashes, wondering why she was inexplicably afraid of him sometimes.

Yan Funing nodded: "Really."

At this moment, Fu Nanyao and Wan Niang got up.

The two arrived at the kitchen door.

Seeing his brother holding his sister-in-law's hand, even though there was a cotton towel between them, was enough to make Fu Nanyao happy.

She lowered her voice and said to her mother, "Mom, my brother is holding my sister-in-law's hand and won't let go."

His voice was full of joy and he couldn't hide his happiness.

Did my brother get it?
Hearing the sound, the two people in the kitchen quickly separated and hurried out.

Wan Niang smiled and patted her daughter's hand: "Child, you can talk to me about this later, why do you have to say it to my face?" Yan Funing wanted to say that it was not what they thought, but her mother-in-law didn't know that she and Fu Ciyi were only husband and wife in name.

I had no choice but to say nothing and go back to the yard to continue practicing boxing.

Fu Ciyi rubbed his fingers several times and paused at the kitchen door.

"Nan Yao, please wash the curtains of the east and west wing rooms."

Fu Nanyao: "But I have to make breakfast now, and I have to sew clothes for Bei Mo later."

"It won't take long to wash the curtains."

After saying this, Fu Ciyi returned to the courtyard.

Fu Nanyao pulled her mother's arm and shook it: "Mom, you heard it, my brother cares less and less about me!"

Wan Niang chuckled and whispered in her daughter's ear: "Your brother is embarrassed."

Fu Nanyao laughed too. So that's what it is.

Ordering her to do things seemed to ease his embarrassment.

In the courtyard, Yan Funing followed Fu Beimo in practicing boxing.

She figured it out that her hands didn't have the strength, so she decided to practice her moves first.

As time goes by, the strength will gradually increase.

Fu Ciyi watched them practice for a while, then went to the woodshed to get a ladder, took down the curtains hanging in the east and west wing rooms, and piled them in the yard.

After a while, they finished practicing boxing and Li Xinheng went home.

At the same time, Fu Nanyao cooked rice porridge with vegetables and called everyone to have breakfast.

Fu Beimo stared at the bowl and muttered, "Sister always makes rice with vegetables for breakfast, which is not original at all. Can't she change the taste?"

Fu Nanyao choked. She didn't expect that what she said about her sister-in-law would be retorted by her younger brother today.

Ali said anxiously: "I think it's delicious."

Fu Nanyao immediately gained confidence: "Listen, it's delicious. Stinky Beimo, if you don't want to eat it, don't eat it!"

Yan Funing smiled and shook her head: "I'll make breakfast tomorrow. I can take turns with Nan Yao."

"Okay, my sister-in-law and I will take turns."

Fu Nanyao also wanted to eat the breakfast made by Yan Funing, but she only knew how to cook rice porridge, and for daily dishes, she could only make vegetable soup.

After dinner, Fu Ciyi set out for the village school.

When Yan Funing saw the curtains piled on the ground, she moved out the large wooden basin and prepared to wash them.

"Sister-in-law, let me wash it." Fu Nanyao limped over and put the curtain into the large wooden basin.

"You have difficulty walking, so let me wash it."

Yan Funing pulled over a small stool and prepared to sit down, but she heard Fu Nanyao say, "My brother asked me to wash it."

"ah?"

"My brother is actually kind-hearted. Have you noticed? He loves you, my sister-in-law!"

Seeing that she was stunned, Fu Nanyao sat on the small stool she pulled over.

Yan Funing reacted: "It hurts. I punched him three times just now, and the back of my hand still hurts."

He pulled a small stool and sat down.

Fu Nanyao: "Ah, what's going on?"

Yan Funing talked about the early morning boxing practice: "... Don't misunderstand what you saw in the kitchen. Your brother said that he would never touch me. He pinched my hand because I hit him. He didn't feel any pain, but I felt pain."

Of course she didn't want him to touch her.

She said this now because she didn't want Fu Nanyao to continue to misunderstand her.

Fu Nanyao pursed her lips, unable to utter a word.

My brother is such a blockhead, what can I tell her to say?

Yan Funing called Fu Beimo and Ali to fetch water.

The two young men responded and took their buckets to fetch water from the well next to a big tree in the village.

The aunt and sister-in-law washed the curtains together.

The curtains were hung from the beams of the house, and apart from the dust, there was no other dirt on them, so they could be cleaned quickly.

Moreover, the cloth curtain is thin and not heavy.

Yan Funing took out a small wooden basin and put the two curtains inside.

The two young men were asked to move the water in the large wooden basin out of the yard and pour it out, and then rinse it with clean water.

She and Fu Nanyao went to the river to wash.

Going to the river, you will pass by several houses.

Due to Fu Nanyao's legs, the aunt and sister-in-law walked slowly.

In the yard of a house along the river, several women were chatting.

"I have to say, if you eat well, you will grow well."

"Wanniang's lame daughter is pretty, and Wanniang's daughter-in-law is even prettier."

"Wan Niang's eldest son is so handsome. Even her silly son is good-looking."

"Also, they took Ali in. He has grown up a lot now, and even his skin looks much better."

"Yes, it's all because of the good food."

"Look at the figure of Wan Niang and her daughter-in-law. Their buttocks sway as they walk. Wow, wow, wow, wow, how enviable!"

"She really knows how to gain weight. Her waist is so thin and her butt is so big."

Hearing this, Yan Funing was speechless.

Is it good that she was born with a peachy buttocks? What does it mean to be so big?
At this time, a woman stood up and touched her flat buttocks: "I think my buttocks are better than hers."

The woman next to him laughed: "Yours is flat, flat and drooping."

I really can't stand listening to this anymore. When these women in the village chat, they don't know what they are going to hear next…

Thinking of this, Yan Funing said to Fu Nanyao: "I will go to the river to rinse first, you walk slowly."

Fu Nanyao nodded.

Yan Funing walked away quickly.

The conversation of those women reached Fu Nanyao's ears.

"Wan Niang's daughter has a good figure and good looks, but her leg is lame."

"But it is precisely because of her lame leg that the young men in our village have a chance to marry her."

"The girls in the city all have good figures. I think it would be a blessing for any boy to marry one of them in the future..."

Hearing this, Fu Nanyao dragged his lame leg and walked quickly.

Yan Funing had just squatted down to wash for a while when Fu Nanyao arrived.

"You're walking so fast?"

Fu Nanyao pursed her lips and said, "I don't want to listen to those people talking nonsense."

Soon, the two curtains were rinsed and the aunt and sister-in-law went back.

Fortunately, the women had dispersed by now.

They both exhaled.

Such comments often occur in the village, and generally, if there is no malicious intent, no one can be held responsible.

But after hearing some of the words, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Funing just forgot about it after hearing it, but Fu Nanyao kept it in mind.

Fu Nanyao was troubled all day.
—In
the evening, the sunset glowed brightly and the village returned to peace.

Fu Ciyi returned home and went into the kitchen carrying a food box.

Yan Funing was cooking. When she saw him coming back, she said to him, "Nan Yao hid in her room today and didn't come out. She didn't even come to the main hall for lunch. Go and persuade her."

Fu Ciyi nodded, put down the food box, and went to the east wing.

As soon as she reached the door of the east wing, she heard Fu Nanyao angrily say, "They said I have a good figure and that I can marry a village boy just because I am lame. How can you say such things so casually?"

She was lame, but her eyes were not. How could she possibly be attracted to the men in the village?
Wan Niang advised, "Village women just gossip like that. Just listen to it and forget about it."

Fu Ciyi paused, it turned out to be just a casual chat among women, and it was enough to have his mother's consolation.

So he turned around, but his elbow hit the bamboo plaque on the wooden frame, making a slight sound that was heard by his mother.

"Is Ci Yi back?"

Fu Nanyao looked out and saw his brother, so he shouted, "Brother, someone said my sister-in-law has a big butt. Are you angry?"

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My sister was absolutely confused by the anger. She was a quiet girl in the past, so even if she heard someone say such things, there was no way she would tell him the exact words.

At this moment, the word "butt" made him unable to respond.

My mind suddenly recalled a ridiculous image of a young woman with her hips sticking out and knotted on the bed, and the image of her doing horse stance with her waist at her waist and her hips at her hips...

At this moment, the voice of the head of the village came from outside the fence: "Master, I have something important to tell you."

Fu Ciyi said to his mother in the east wing: "Mom, I have something to do here."

Wan Niang said yes, and Fu Ciyi hurried away.

The head of the village entered the yard and said softly, "This is what happened. In the first month of the year, I invited the teacher to teach at the village school. I learned that the teacher would take part in the autumn examination this year. At the end of the month, someone from the town came to count the candidates for the autumn examination, and I reported the teacher."

Fu Ciyi nodded and said, "Thank you, Li Zheng!"

The autumn examination is held in the provincial capital, and each county is allocated a certain proportion of quota places based on its population.

Now it is February, the month to confirm the places.

In the past, when I was in the county academy, the academy was responsible for registering for all exams.

Now that he is not studying in the academy, he naturally has to register on his own.

These days he was just about to inform the village head, but he didn't expect that the village head had already registered for him, so he felt grateful.

The head of the village waved his hand and said, "But today the town had a document coming down, and I didn't see your name, but someone from the next village was on the document. I was shocked and wanted to come and speak."

Fu Ciyi frowned: "Did it leak?"

"I don't know if the town missed it or what, so I wanted to tell the teacher." The head of the village sighed, "The autumn examination is held every three years, and no one from our village participated in previous years. I thought that this was why we missed it. After all, the person from the neighboring village has taken the exam four times, and someone might have used the documents from three years ago to make up the number."

"I'll go to town to check it out some other day."

"It must be verified!" said the head of the village. "This is a big deal in my opinion. I came here when you should go home."

Fu Ciyi said, "Please trouble the village head."

"Don't bother me. Our village is counting on you to pass the imperial examination." The village head walked out. "I'll be back then."

Fu Ciyi personally escorted him out of the hospital: "Goodbye."

At the same time, in the east wing.

Wan Niang pulled her daughter to sit down and asked: "Why are you imitating those women and always using those words?"

Fu Nanyao said coquettishly: "Mom, I was so angry that I lost my mind! My sister-in-law couldn't stand it anymore. Didn't I want to tell my brother and ask him to comfort my sister-in-law?"

Wan Niang laughed out loud. She couldn't imagine how her eldest son could comfort Fu Ning about this matter.
—During
dinner, Fu Nanyao finally left the room.

At the dinner table, she glanced at her brother and then at her sister-in-law.

Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Brother, do you have something to say to sister-in-law? It doesn't matter if you don't say it now. We can talk about it in detail when we get back to the room."

Fu Ciyi didn't know what his sister was referring to, but he really had something to say.

Then he said, "The village head came and talked about the quota for the autumn examination. I am not on the list in town."

Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him: "Did it leak?"

"I think so too. I plan to check it out during my break."

Yan Funing raised a question: "When you are on leave, the people working in the town should also be on leave, right? Isn't it wrong?"

"The village school has two days off every ten days, and the town headman and county officials are the same, only one day off every ten days." Fu Ciyi said, "So it's okay."

Yan Funing said: "I will also go to the town by then, I will accompany you."

Fu Ciyi nodded.

"Today is only the third day of February, and there are still several days until the ninth day." Yan Funing calculated the days, "Is the quota urgent?"

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "It can be decided this month."

Yan Funing: "Okay, let's wait for the ninth day."

The main room became quiet again.

Fu Nanyao was wondering in her heart, is this "butt" incident just going to be let go like this?

However, her brother and sister-in-law were considering the important matter of the imperial examination. In comparison, she was only thinking about trivial matters and did not mention it again.

After dinner, Yan Funing took some walnuts from the table against the wall in the main room.

Fu Nanyao asked: "Sister-in-law, are you going to fry the walnuts?"

"Yes, walnuts are good for the brain. I want to give your brother a few every day. Bei Mo has a head injury and needs to eat too."

After saying that, she went to the kitchen.

Fu Beimo followed happily: "Sister-in-law is so nice to me!"

Fu Nanyao also followed slowly: "Actually, my brain isn't working very well either, I need to replenish my brain."

She risked everything for delicious food.

Yan Funing chuckled: "You said such a lie without changing your expression."

Fu Nanyao said seriously, "My brain is not working well, so I had a conflict with such a good sister-in-law before. Sister-in-law, think about it, if I had a good brain, why would I have a conflict with you?"

Yan Funing shook her head and asked with a smile: "Who of you will help me light the fire?"

Ali hurriedly walked up to Yan Funing and said, "Sister-in-law, let me light the fire. I don't want to eat walnuts, but I can help crack them."

"You are all a bunch of greedy cats." Yan Funing couldn't help but smile, "You decide who will light the fire. When frying walnuts, the fire can't be too strong."

The three of them argued for a while, and finally decided that Fu Nanyao would sit aside and watch, while Fu Beimo and Ali would light the fire behind the stove.

Yan Funing poured the walnuts into the pot and began to stir-fry them.

When frying walnuts, you need to add salt. The salt will penetrate into the cracks of the walnuts, and they will taste slightly salty.

But walnut shells are thick and hard, so you need to add a lot of salt when frying them.

After frying like this, the salt sticks to the dust outside the shell and becomes unsuitable for cooking. The walnuts cannot be washed before frying.

Besides, there was not much salt left at home, so she didn't add any.

Fu Nanyao sat and watched for a while, and when the aroma came out, she simply stood by the stove. From time to time, she took the spatula from Yan Funing's hand and helped stir-fry a few times.

"Sister-in-law, why are you frying it with the shell on?"

Yan Funing said, "Fry it with the shell, it will taste delicious, and it can be stored longer in a jar."

Take a few pills a day, and eat slowly.

Fu Nanyao said again: "Why not make it into amber walnuts? Bei Mo and I ate it when we were in Fu's house. It was delicious."

My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

Yan Funing knew her nature as a foodie and said with a smile, "If we peel the walnut kernels and make amber walnuts, it will be difficult to store them. Secondly, it is impossible to store them. Because the walnut kernels are coated with sugar, you greedy cats will eat them all in one go."

Several people laughed.

After frying for a long time, the walnuts were finally cooked.

Yan Funing served the walnuts and gave two to Nanyao, Beimo and Ali each: "It's still hot now. It will become crispy when it cools down."

The three took it.

Fu Beimo's hands were quick. He pinched the walnut along the narrow crack, breaking it into pieces and peeling out the intact flesh.

Ali put the walnut in front of his nose and sniffed it hard, his eyes filled with tears: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

He has never eaten walnuts, but today he can eat them!

In the past, he had only seen others eat it, and he was curious at the time, what delicious food was inside such a hard shell.

He even picked up the shells that others had dropped on the ground and looked at them carefully. Chapter 113: The Devil in the Heart

Yan Funing said gently: "Don't be reluctant to eat it. Our family will buy it often in the future, and you will definitely get your share."

When Ali heard this, tears started to flow.

Fu Nanyao saw this and shouted, "Don't cry, you are a man, men don't cry easily."

Ali quickly wiped away his tears: "I'm happy."

"There's nothing wrong with crying. It helps you release your emotions and stress." Yan Funing gave Fu Nanyao two more pills. "This is for mom. Let mom have a taste too."

"Okay." Fu Nanyao agreed.

Several people left the kitchen one after another, and Yan Funing took a few walnuts and returned to the west wing.

In the room, Fu Ciyi was quietly writing calligraphy.

She placed the walnut on the desk, took out a piece of paper and pen, and began to write. She first copied the ten traditional Chinese characters she had learned yesterday several times, and then practiced writing horizontal strokes.

I felt that the horizontal strokes I had written for the past few days were already very good, so I asked softly, "Fu Ciyi, can I practice the vertical strokes now?"

It was rare that he didn't embarrass her and nodded: "Okay."

"Then how do I start writing?"

Fu Ciyi was about to finish copying the examination book in his hand, so he didn't have the patience to teach her.

He stood up, grabbed her hand holding the pen, and wrote a vertical line on the paper using her hand.

"Do you understand?"

"Just, that's it?"

Yan Funing recalled carefully that he had just grabbed her hand and quickly wrote a vertical stroke. Before she could react, the vertical stroke was finished.

She didn't remember how to start, pick up, and put down the pen at all.

Fu Ciyi sat back in his chair and said calmly, "Practice by yourself."

"Just practice by yourself." Yan Funing muttered and wrote a lot of vertical lines according to her own understanding.

When I looked at it carefully, I found that none of the vertical strokes I had written more than a hundred times could compare with his.

The desire to win suddenly arises.

Since he was not available to teach her, she stood aside and studied how he wrote.

Finally, Fu Ciyi finished copying one book.

The moment he closed the book, he realized that she had been standing beside him for quite a long time: "You..."

"You can't write vertically well, so I'll see how you write it."

Yan Funing sat back on the round stool and picked up the pen to practice vertical strokes again.

Unlike before, every stroke she made this time was just right.

Fu Ciyi couldn't help but nod: "Well written."

After getting the affirmation, Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him: "I am writing the left and right strokes now, can you help me check, is that right?"

After he finished speaking, he wrote the number "eight".

Fu Ciyi stood up and took a closer look, then nodded again: "That's indeed the case."

He had to admit that she was the smartest person he had ever taught!

"You can't rush to achieve success in writing. You have to practice diligently every day." He added, "It's late at night, go take a shower and go to bed."

Yan Funing looked up at him and blinked her beautiful eyes: "Fu Ciyi, my handwriting has improved, will you give me a reward?"

At this moment she was sitting and he was standing.

Fu Ciyi's eyes naturally dropped, and what fell on them was her delicate lips.

It is so beautiful and charming that it seems to tempt people to have a kiss.

Not only that, her absolutely beautiful face was also smiling like a beauty, her skin was as white as ice, and under the candlelight, it was glowing softly, making her look extremely charming.

He restrained himself and lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he slowly adjusted his cuffs, looking elegant and dignified.

"I am so brave, I dare to ask the master for a reward?"

The voice that came out was like a cold spring hitting the rocks in an empty valley.

"If you don't have it, then don't have it." Yan Funing took the walnut and put it on the desk where he had just written. "This is my reward for you."

Fu Ciyi did not eat, but went to wash.

When he finished washing and returned to the room, he found her standing in the room, looking at the beam where the curtain had been hung before.

Yan Funing wanted to wash herself, but she was in trouble.

The cloth curtain was just washed today and is still hanging outside to dry, but she is a person who washes herself in a wooden basin every day.

If I don't wash for a day, I won't sleep well.

The west wing had windows in the front and back, and if it weren't for the curtains, she would be embarrassed to clean in the corner of the room.

Fu Ciyi realized that now was the time for her to wash up.

Usually, when she was taking a shower, if he was in the room, he would usually go out on his own initiative.

Tonight is no exception.

Just as he stepped out of the threshold, Yan Funing called him.

"Fu Ciyi, I..."

He turned back: "What?"

She pointed to a corner of the room: "There is no curtain."

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "The window is covered with paper, so I can't see."

Yan Funing frowned and said, "But..."

But if you look in from the outside, you can still see the outline.

As if he could see her concerns, he stepped back into the threshold, took out his two robes, and hung them on the window, one in front and one behind.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Yan Funing thanked her sincerely, "Thank you!"

He groaned, and quickly left the room. He turned his back to her and said, "I'm just outside the door. You can bolt the door and wash without worry. There are probably no wolves around now."

"Okay." Yan Funing breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to close the door and bolted it.

Soon, the sound of water was heard in the house.

Crash, crash.

People who practice martial arts have better hearing than ordinary people.

Fu Ciyi stood quietly with one hand behind his back.

There is a blue sky like a canopy above my head, the sound of water gurgling behind me, and a gentle breeze blowing in my ears.

The image of her lying on the bed, her posture when she was doing horse stance, and her slightly parted red lips when she was about to give me a reward just now suddenly appeared in my mind again...

It just won't go away.

The sound of water sliding across the skin in the room became clearer and clearer, almost deafening.

He is crazy!

A gentleman should restrain himself, return to propriety, and be reserved!

He closed his eyes and silently recited these words, and then he suppressed the demon in his heart.
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next morning, before it was time for dinner, Fu Beimo came to Yan Funing and asked, "Sister-in-law, what delicious food do you want to eat today?"

"Go to the field and pull up some cabbage."

"good."

Fu Beimo ran away.

Yan Funing went to the kitchen, took out a strip of pork belly, cut it in half and chopped it into minced meat.

Add wine, soy sauce and salt to the minced meat and mix well.

Not long after, Fu Beimo returned with a big cabbage.

Yan Funing washed the cabbage, broke off the leaves one by one, and blanched them in boiling water.

Then wrap a spoonful of minced meat with a leaf, place it neatly on a plate, and steam it on the rice rack in the pot.

"What's the name of this dish with such a novel cooking method?" Fu Beimo swallowed.

"The cabbage and fresh meat rolls have both vegetables and meat, and are delicious and go well with rice."

Fu Beimo smacked his lips: "I want to eat an extra bowl of rice at noon."

"good."

Yan Funing cut the remaining cabbage stalks into sections and stir-fried them with spicy cabbage, and two simple dishes for lunch were ready.

The food was served and put into the lunch box, and the walnuts that Fu Ciyi didn't eat yesterday were also put into the lunch box.

Seeing that Ali didn't come today, Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo to take him to the village school alone.

"Is it okay for you to go alone?"

Fu Beimo patted his chest: "No problem."

He immediately carried the lunch box and left the house.

When Fu Beimo arrived at the village school, the get out of class was just over.

He happily carried the food box to the podium and said to his brother, "Brother, my sister-in-law made these cabbage and pork rolls especially for me. I'll give them to you to try."

Fu Ciyi was startled when he heard this: "She made it specially for you?"

"Yeah." Fu Beimo raised his eyebrows, "If I didn't want to eat delicious food, you might have to eat last night's leftovers."

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Ciyi complained in his heart, could it be because he didn't give him a reward last night?

Fu Beimo opened the food box and pointed at the dishes inside: "Look how delicately my sister-in-law packed it. She is very skillful. If I can find a wife, I want one like my sister-in-law, who is good-looking and can cook delicious food."

Suddenly, my stomach growled.

"I'm going back, brother, eat slowly."

He put down the lid and ran away like a puff of smoke.

Fu Ciyi's expression was as cold as water as usual, except for his calm eyes, which were suddenly filled with shock.

He wanted to try the food she cooked for Fu Beimo. How delicious was it?
He lifted his robe and sat down. He picked up a cabbage and meat roll with his chopsticks and took a bite.

The fragrance is everywhere.

The light taste of cabbage mixed with the fat of meat is extremely delicious.

Haha, the dishes she cooked for Fu Beimo were indeed delicious.

But he also got to eat it, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad...

At this moment at home, Yan Funing saw that Ali still hadn't come, so she went to the main hall to talk about this with her mother-in-law.

"Mom, Ali has been coming to our house every day these days, but he is nowhere to be seen today."

Before Wan Niang could speak, Fu Nan Yao spoke first: "Are you trying to be lazy?"

"That shouldn't be the case. The child is quite diligent." Wan Niang guessed, "Could he be sick? It's a cold spring now, and the nights are chilly. Maybe he caught a cold."

Yan Funing said, "I'll go take a look."

Fu Nanyao said anxiously: "I'll go too."

"Bei Mo hasn't come back yet. We're just waiting for nothing." Wan Niang fumbled to get up, "I'll go see Ali too."

Children without parents are always pitiful.

The three of them walked towards Ali's house.

While we were still halfway there, we heard a noisy quarrel coming from the direction of Ali's house.

"I didn't steal your things!" Ali shouted anxiously, but no one believed him.

Hearing the sound, Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao supported their mother and quickened their pace.

When they arrived, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Fu and Qian families grabbed Ali's arms on the left and right, pointed at his nose and scolded him.

"Just you little bastard, when you passed by me just now, one of my earrings disappeared."

Fu raised her hand and pointed at her earlobe to show it to others. There was an obvious hole on it, but there was no earring.

There was indeed a gold earring on the other ear.

"These are gold earrings. How many people in the whole village are wearing gold earrings?" Fu said proudly.

The villagers who were watching the fun started talking.

Someone was holding a bowl of rice and eating while saying, "Ali's family is poor, so it's possible that he stole it."

Someone eating sunflower seeds echoed: "It is said that he was kicked out of his grandmother's house. It seems that he stole something."

Ali was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't steal it!"

Fu twisted Ali's arm viciously and said, "You little bastard, you stole it."

"You are so dirty." Qian looked Ali up and down. "Where did you steal the fabric for your sleeves and trouser legs? It's obviously different from your original clothes. Why don't you confess?"

"Look everyone, the fabric used to stitch his sleeves and trouser legs is of good quality. How could he have good quality fabric?" Qian lifted his arms for people to see.

"Watch your mouth!" Fu Nanyao's face turned red with anger. "The fabric for Ali's cuffs and trouser legs was given by my sister-in-law. I sewed it on myself."

Qian didn't believe it and insisted on pulling Ali's sleeve.

Yan Funing let go of her mother-in-law's arm, walked a few steps towards Ali, raised her hand and clasped Qian's elbow.

Just one click.

She didn't know kung fu and her hands weren't strong enough, but she was familiar with the joints and knew how to press to make people's arms numb.

As expected, Qian's arm felt numb and she immediately let go of Ali.

"Old woman, I'm telling you, I didn't steal!" Ali pushed away Fu who was holding his other arm.

The fifteen-year-old boy was already quite strong, and Fu was pushed and staggered.

Fu started to curse: "You are a wild boy who was born by your parents but not taught by them. You are the one who stole my gold earrings!"

Wan Niang said solemnly: "Ali is indeed without parents, but now he has an aunt like me, who dares to scold him for being uneducated?"

"Ali's clothes are too short. The fabric for patchwork was given by my daughter-in-law, and the sewing was done by my daughter."

"During this period of time, Ali has been eating the food of my mother Fu Wan's family, which means he was raised by my mother Fu Wan. He listens to me talk about the principles of being a human being every day, and there is no way he would do anything immoral!

"Food doesn't fall from the sky, it's bought with the money earned by my son and daughter-in-law."

"Who among you has ever fed him? If anyone has fed him, you can scold him. But if not, please shut up!"

"How can you insult my children who are raised with good food and meat?"

After these words, there was a strong aura.

It was the first time that the villagers had seen Fu Wanniang in such a majestic manner, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Ali's nose was sour. He stood beside Wan Niang and called out aggrievedly, "Auntie."

Wan Niang fumbled and patted his face: "Don't be afraid, Auntie is here!"

Ali nodded heavily, tears falling uncontrollably.

Even at his grandmother's house, when his aunt wrongly accused him of stealing, his grandmother and uncle knew that it was his cousin who stole the things, not him, but they failed to come forward to defend him.

Instead, he was driven out.

His biological mother ran away with someone and didn't want him anymore.

And the fact that his aunt, who had no blood relationship with him, treated him like this made him feel warm.

At this moment, Mrs. Fu suddenly sat on the ground and threw a tantrum: "Fu Wanniang, that stinky boy Ali stole my gold earrings. Since you raised him, you should return my gold earrings to me."

Wan Niang said: "What nonsense? Ali didn't steal!"

Fu slapped her thigh and muttered, "I don't care, you have to compensate me with a gold earring!"

Yan Funing bent down, stretched out her hand to weigh the gold earring on Fu's other ear, and said with a smile, "It turns out to be hollow."

"Even the hollow ones are gold earrings!" Fu turned away and snorted, "If you can't pay for the gold earrings, you can use Ali's broken yard as compensation!"

At this moment, Yan Funing discovered a shiny object on the inside of Fu's shoes and immediately called out, "Ali, hold her left foot and take off her shoes."

Ali stepped forward, grabbed her ankle, and took off her cloth shoes in the blink of an eye.

A gold earring rolled out.

"You stuffed the earring into your shoe and wrongly accused Ali of stealing. It turns out you wanted to occupy Ali's yard. Just a hollow earring, you want to occupy the whole yard?" Fu Nanyao sneered, "You Hu family members have occupied my yard, and now you are targeting Ali, who has no parents. You are really evil."

Fu stood up, patted her butt, and spat, "Who cares about this shabby yard of his?"

But it was always a fact that the gold earring fell out of her shoe.

At this moment, the villagers were pointing at her and she was too embarrassed to do anything, so she immediately pulled Qian away.

Finally the truth came to light and the villagers shook their heads and dispersed.

Ali knelt down in front of Wan Niang with a plop: "Aunt!"

No matter how many words of thanks he said at this moment, they could not express his gratitude.

"Child, get up quickly." Wan Niang said gently, "Come home and have dinner."

"Um."

(End of this chapter) Chapter 115 Contains Tenderness

When they got home, Fu Beimo happened to come back as well.

Everyone finally started eating.

Halfway through the meal, Fu Nanyao asked Ali, "Why were you kicked out of your grandmother's house?"

Ali said, "My cousin stole my aunt's jewelry and used it to gamble. He came back with all the money lost. Then my aunt found out that the jewelry was missing and wrongly accused me of stealing it. My grandmother and uncle knew that it was my cousin who stole the gambling money, but they didn't want to believe that I was innocent, so they kicked me out."

Yan Funing said calmly: "No one knows a son better than his mother. Your aunt should also know that it was her son who did it."

Fu Nanyao nodded: "Yes, they are just looking for an excuse to kick you out."

Upon hearing this, Ali pursed his lips.

He actually knew the real reason was this.

His grandmother's family kicked him out, not because they couldn't afford to raise him, but because they didn't want to raise him anymore.

Even his own mother doesn't want him, let alone his grandmother and uncle.

After what happened at noon, Ali worked even harder at the Fu family.

There was still a lot of water in the jar, so he filled it up again.

All the firewood in the woodroom has been chopped and stacked neatly.

Washing dishes and sweeping the floor are no problem at all.

He was not idle in his free time and asked Fu Beimo to teach him martial arts.

Seeing how hard he worked, Fu Nanyao said while sewing Bei Mo's clothes: "If my brother and sister-in-law agree, I will also sew a new set of clothes for you to wear out and annoy those people!"

Ali waved his hand: "No, no, I have clothes to wear. Master and Bei Mo both wear robes, which a rough man like me cannot wear."

Besides, he had two sets of clothes to change into, which was enough.

Fu Nanyao smiled: "Brother only wears robes when he teaches. What I am sewing for Bei Mo now is the same style of the robe you are wearing."

Fu Beimo came over and picked up the clothes that Fu Nanyao was still sewing: "It's really not a robe anymore?"

"You don't teach, so why are you wearing a robe?" Fu Nanyao snatched the clothes and continued to sew.

Fu Beimo smiled and said that as long as the clothes were the same ultramarine as his brother's, it would be fine.

The most important thing is that my sister-in-law has a skirt with ultramarine blue on it.

He never expected that a few days later, Fu Nanyao also sewed a set of ultramarine blue robes for Ali. Not only that, Fu Nanyao also made a skirt for herself, the middle color was also ultramarine blue. Of course, this is a story for later.

In the west wing, Yan Funing, who was sewing new training pants, looked up and said to Fu Nanyao in the east wing: "Nanyao, you can sew a set for Ali."

Fu Nanyao smiled again: "Look, sister-in-law agreed."

Ali felt that he was unworthy of the offer and refused again: "I am doing my daily work and don't want to ruin my nice clothes."

Yan Funing added: "The material of the robe is small, so you don't have to feel burdened when wearing it. You can even wear it for daily work, so how can it be considered a waste?"

Ali then nodded happily: "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Nan Yao!"

The sun is setting and dusk is approaching.

Fu Ciyi returned home, gave the food box in his hand to Ali, and went to install two curtains.

Yan Funing was busy in the kitchen. When she saw the food box coming back, she knew that Fu Ciyi had returned.

"Where is the Master?" she asked.

"The master is installing the curtains."

Ali took out the dishes and chopsticks from the lunch box and washed them.

Yan Funing nodded, cut the half piece of pork belly that was left over from lunch into thin slices, and fried them in a pan.

The sizzling sound of oil came from the kitchen.

This attracted Fu Beimo, who was burning the fire, to come to the stove from time to time to smell it: "It smells so good!"

Even Wan Niang and Fu Nan Yao came in one after another and smelled the aroma of meat, except Fu Ci Yi.

He didn't appear in the kitchen until dinner time.

Yan Funing found it a little strange. In the past, whenever he returned home, he would come to the kitchen to scoop water to wash his hands, no matter whether his hands were dirty or not.

But not today.

However, she did not think much about it. After the food was cooked and brought to the main room, she asked Ali to call him to eat.

Fu Ciyi then slowly walked into the main room and sat down.

He picked up the rice bowl and chopsticks without saying a word.

At this time, Fu Beimo pointed to a plate of pork belly and said, "My sister-in-law specially made fried pork belly for me. Come and eat it, everyone."

As he said this, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Fu Nanyao looked puzzled: "What do you mean by specially made for you?"

"I was the one who said I wanted to eat crispy meat, and my sister-in-law said she wouldn't make lard today, so she made fried pork belly for me. Isn't that just for me?" Fu Beimo's lips were greasy as he ate. He kept eating and talking, "Brother, eat quickly."

Yan Funing explained, "The piece of fat that Pork Yu gave me last time has been boiled into lard, and the dregs have been eaten long ago. Bei Mo wanted to eat something crispy, so I cut the pork belly into thin slices and fried it. It tastes pretty good, crispy and fragrant, everyone, come and eat."

Fu Ciyi's stern face suddenly softened. It turned out that this was what Bei Mo meant by "intentionally".

I picked up a piece of pork belly and it tasted very delicious.

"I want to eat braised pork, can you make it tomorrow?"

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Funing.

Yan Funing swallowed uncontrollably. The last time she heard him say that she was his wife, he was telling the students in the village school.

But this is happening at the dinner table, in front of my family.

You know, she was very sly in calling him husband in front of others, because she knew in her heart that it was all an act.

But looking at his expression at this moment, why did he look like a real couple?
Moreover, his cold eyes actually contained a hint of tenderness...

Did she see it wrong?

She must be dazzled!

The future sinister and powerful official, Fu Ciyi, a beast in human clothing, has only cruelty and brutality in his eyes. Where does his tenderness come from?

Wan Niang smiled with relief: "Fu Ning, Ci Yi wants to eat braised pork."

Fu Nanyao chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother wants to eat braised pork, can you make it for him?"

"I can do it." Yan Funing lowered her eyes and added softly, "It's better to eat the fresh pork belly as soon as possible."

Fu Ciyi was very happy and wished it could be done specially for him.

He didn't care what the reason was.

Suddenly, Fu Beimo muttered, "I like braised pork, too."

A few days later, at dawn, Fu Ciyi led people to do exercises, horse stance, and boxing.

Afterwards, he went to teach in the village school, Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao sewed clothes, and Wan Niang listened to her daughter-in-law and daughter chatting with a smile.

When it's time to cook, they go to the kitchen to get busy.

Fu Beimo and Ali were responsible for carrying water, chopping firewood, and going to the fields to watch over the crops and weed.

During this time, Yan Funing thought of two medicinal food menus, folded them carefully and put them in her purse.

Fu Ciyi returned home in the evening and copied at night. He also taught Yan Funing how to read and supervised her calligraphy practice.

The family lives a fulfilling and orderly life.

Soon it was the ninth day.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing took their small baskets, carried their empty backpacks, and went to the village entrance to ride on the ox cart.

When paying the taxi fare, Li Xinheng refused to accept it no matter what.

"Master, please don't embarrass me. You are my master. How can I have the nerve to charge you for the ride?"

"As long as you say the word, I can give up all the other passengers on the bus and only take you and the girl to town."

He was used to calling the young lady of the Fu family "Miss". If he called her "Master's Wife", he wondered if the Master would kill him.

Although they are of different generations, he is indeed much older than them.

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Li Xinheng said this, Fu Ciyi had no choice but to stop paying and got in the car with Yan Funing.

He first put away the empty backpack containing the small basket, then sat on the outer edge of the cart and motioned Yan Funing to sit next to him.

At this moment, Meixiang stepped into the car and pushed Yan Funing from behind with her arm.

Yan Funing was just about to sit down when she was pushed and almost fell out of the car.

Fortunately, Fu Ciyi grabbed her arm.

Yan Funing sat down beside him, raised her eyes and questioned Mei Xiang: "Why are you like this?"

Mei Xiang snorted: "What about me? The place where you sit is where I usually sit, and you took it, and I haven't said anything to you yet."

Li Xinheng was about to open his mouth to speak when Meixiang glared at him.

"It's not like we're not paying you."

As she spoke, she slapped ten copper coins into Li Xinheng's hand, sat down, moved closer to Yan Funing, and did not forget to pull her husband to sit down as well.

Yan Funing had no choice but to move towards Fu Ciyi.

Meixiang moved over, but was blocked by Fu Ciyi with the back of his hand.

His arm went around Yan Funing's back, separating Meixiang and Yan Funing.

Meixiang was about to feel secretly delighted, and said that if they were riding in the ox cart together, it would be crowded and she might come into contact with the handsome man.

I didn't expect it to come so soon!

Fu Ciyi suddenly said, "You are leaning against my wife. My wife is delicate and can't stand a woman of your size leaning against her."

Yan Funing pursed her lips and smiled, suddenly feeling that there was nothing wrong with sitting next to Fu Ciyi.

Meixiang was so surprised that she screamed, "I'm big?"

Li Xinheng said: "Yes, I am quite big and strong. I am also big and strong, but you are big and strong like a woman."

Meixiang knew her own body shape, and now that someone brought this up, she was so angry that she had no place to vent.

I had no choice but to stop sitting in the front seat of the car and took my husband to switch seats with the old couple in the back of the car.

The car started moving, shaking and swaying.

Only Fu Ciyi remained unmoved.

Yan Funing bumped into him from time to time, feeling embarrassed from doing so. However, she couldn't say sorry in front of so many people.

Just then, he clasped her wrist with two fingers and placed her hand on his arm, meaning for her to hold on to him.

This was the first time she grabbed a man's arm.

Hard, thick and strong.

I didn't expect that although he looks like a bookworm, he is actually quite muscular.

Could it be true, as Fu Nanyao said, that his body is all muscle?

The legendary thinness when dressed, and flesh when undressed?
His arms were thick, and her hands were small, so they could only be held like this. When the car was particularly bumpy, she simply held on with both hands.

Fu Ciyi glanced down, but she was not polite.

Finally they arrived in the town, and as soon as the car stopped, Yan Funing let go of her hand.

The two got out of the car and discussed as they walked.

Yan Funing: "Shall we go ask about the quota first?"

Fu Ciyi: "It's still early, I'm going to the bookstore first, do you want to come with me?"

Yan Funing: "I have to go to the restaurant to return the basket and chat with the shopkeeper."

Fu Ciyi: "Okay, I'll go to the restaurant to find you in a quarter of an hour."

Yan Funing: "OK."

The couple separated at the entrance of Liuji Restaurant.

Yan Funing entered the restaurant carrying a backpack.

"Uncle Liu, I'm here."

"My daughter is here." Liu Song came out from the kitchen. "The sales of medicinal food have been very good these days. A batch of squab arrived early this morning and I am processing it now."

"It's good as long as the business is good." She put the small basket on the counter. "This is the basket that held the chicken feet last time. I'm returning it to you."

"You still remember this, kid."

"Of course I remember it." Yan Funing took out a piece of rice paper from her purse. "There are two menus of medicinal food on it. Uncle Liu, my handwriting is sloppy and simplified. I will read it out and you take notes."

"Okay."

The two of them read and took notes, and soon copied down two new medicinal dishes, writing down the quantities and effects in detail.

After doing all this, Liu Song locked the rice paper Yan Funing gave him and the one he wrote into the counter: "The recipe is very valuable, it can't be seen by anyone."

Yan Funing nodded.

Liu Song took out a booklet recording sales from another drawer and showed it to her: "The quantity of squab purchased and the share of sales are all recorded in the booklet." Then, he handed her one or two taels of silver, "This is the commission."

Yan Funing roughly flipped through the booklet and took a commission of five cents per copy. Nearly two hundred copies were sold during this period, so she accepted the money.

Liu Song sighed, "I could have sold more, but when someone saw how well I was selling, they also started selling melon seed soup at a lower price, and they lost customers for a few days." He suddenly became happy, "But the other party's melon seed soup didn't work, so the customers came back."

"Business has been affected in the past few days, so I have to keep the recipe my daughter gave me carefully."

He tapped the lock on the counter drawer.

Yan Funing nodded: "That's how it should be."

On the other side, Fu Ciyi went to the bookstore and handed the remaining seven books to the owner, and received three and a half taels of silver.

He returned the imperial examination book he had copied to the store owner, exchanged it for a new one, took ten blank books to copy, bought a roll of rice paper, and then came to look for Yan Funing.

When he arrived outside the restaurant, he heard the restaurant owner say to Yan Funing: "Girl, it would be great if you were not married. Be my daughter-in-law and we can expand the restaurant business together."

Yan Funing smiled and said, "Aren't we cooperating now? It's the same."

Liu Song shook his head: "How can it be the same? If you become my daughter-in-law, we will be a family."

Fu Ciyi stood at the door and coughed lightly.

Hearing this, Yan Funing said to Liu Song, "Uncle Liu, my husband is here to pick me up. Let's stop talking today."

"Okay." Liu Song slapped his forehead, "I forgot to tell you, people are starting to order braised chicken feet."

"That's a good thing!" Yan Funing waved her hand, "Uncle Liu, I'm leaving now."

Immediately, he picked up the backpack and walked quickly towards Fu Ciyi.

Fu Ciyi glanced into the restaurant, put his arm around Yan Funing's shoulder and left.

"Go slowly." Liu Song waved his hand, complaining in his heart, such a good girl, why did she marry such a cold-faced man?
Or his son looks gentle and festive, he will ask the girl to meet him some other day.

Yan Funing suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure on her shoulder, and when she turned her head to look, there was nothing.

The moment she turned her head, Fu Ciyi withdrew his hand in time, took the backpack from her, and put a brown paper bag in it.

The two went to inquire about the places for the autumn examination.

However, when he arrived at the yamen, he couldn't find the head of the pavilion, so he asked for the address of the head of the pavilion's home, but to his surprise, the head of the pavilion was not at home either.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing walked around the market twice, asked people, and finally found the headman in a teahouse.

The head of the pavilion was a man in his forties or fifties. When he heard that he was asking about the quota for the autumn imperial examination, he immediately asked, "Your last name is Fu, right?"

Fu Ciyi nodded: "I am Fu Ciyi."

"Your village just reported your name, so I reported it to the county. But the document from the county did not show your name." The head of the pavilion took a sip of tea and said, "The problem is not with me. I also want one more person from our town to participate in the autumn examination."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyi understood: "Thank you, Captain!"

The pavilion chief took another sip of tea and said, "Your surname is Fu, and the county magistrate's surname is also Fu, so they might be from the same family. In my opinion, you can go to the county to get close to him and ask for favors."

Fu Ciyi bowed and said, "I will not bother you any more. Goodbye."

The pavilion chief nodded and continued drinking his tea.

After leaving the teahouse, Yan Funing recalled what Lu Wenfeng had said outside the village school. She murmured, "Fu Ciyi, do you think Fu Zhengqing did this on purpose? He doesn't want you to participate in the Autumn Examination."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "That's right."

He had guessed this result long ago.

When he heard what the head of the village said, he still had a glimmer of hope, wondering if the town had missed him.

The result was just as he had initially expected.

"Without the county's permission, you cannot participate in the provincial capital's autumn examination. Fu Ciyi, we have to go to the county."

"Go." Fu Ciyi said coldly, "I'll go tomorrow."

Go directly to the Fu Mansion and ask Fu Zhengqing for an explanation.

"It's really too late today." Yan Funing remembered something, "I need to go get something, will you come with me?"

Fu Ciyi nodded.

The two men left the market and walked a mile east to Tong Cheng's blacksmith shop.

Tong Cheng was concentrating on forging iron.

Tong Ya saw Yan Funing first and shouted happily, "Sister Benefactor!"

Yan Funing took a few quick steps and touched the top of Tong Ya's head: "Xiao Ya is getting better and better."

Tong Cheng turned around when he heard the voice and asked, "Is the girl here?"

He stopped what he was doing and dipped the tool into the water.

When the red-hot iron came into contact with water, it instantly made a hissing sound and emitted a puff of white smoke.

"Well, Brother Tong, is my dagger ready?" Yan Funing asked.

Tong Cheng glanced at Fu Ciyi behind her, then turned his gaze to Yan Funing and said with a smile, "Okay, it will be ready in a few days."

This was the first time the two men met.

Fu Ciyi heard Yan Funing mention Tong Cheng and his daughter, but Tong Cheng didn't know who the handsome man in front of him was.

Tong Ya tilted her head to look at Fu Ciyi and asked in a baby voice, "Sister, who is he?"

"He is my husband." Yan Funing smiled and raised her hand to introduce, "Husband, this is Brother Tong, he was the one who introduced me to sell Ganoderma lucidum at the mysterious house." She pinched Tong Ya's face gently, "This is Xiao Ya, she is so well-behaved."

Fu Ciyi nodded slightly, with no expression on his cold face.

Tong Ya ran back to Tong Cheng and said, "Daddy, I wanted my sister to be my mother. Why does my sister have a husband?"

"Ah, this..." Yan Funing was embarrassed.

Tong Cheng blushed slightly and said awkwardly, "Excuse me, Xiaoya was just talking nonsense."

Having said that, he turned and went into the shop and took out an exquisite dagger.

Yan Funing took the dagger, unsheathed the blade, and said with a smile: "This is what I wanted. Thank you, Brother Tong. How much is it?"

Tong Cheng still blushed, lowered his eyes and said: "No money, young lady, help Xiaoya, compare the two, the dagger is nothing."

"Didn't we agree on this last time? I'll pay when I come to get the dagger." Yan Funing took out a tael of silver from her purse and handed it over. "Is a tael of silver enough?"

"No, this is too much." Tong Cheng stretched out his hand to refuse.

Just as his hand was about to touch Yan Funing's hand, Fu Ciyi grabbed Yan Funing's wrist and pulled her to his side.

"Name your price." Fu Ciyi's voice was cold.

Tong Cheng lowered his eyebrows and said, "Miss, you have treated Xiaoya's arm before, so I will charge you a little for the materials, one hundred coins."

Fu Ciyi took out a handful of copper coins: "Two hundred coins in total, one hundred coins for materials, and one hundred coins for labor costs."

After saying that, he grabbed Yan Funing's wrist and left.

"Hey, I haven't said goodbye to anyone yet." Yan Funing turned around and waved to the Tong father and daughter.

Tong Ya pursed her lips and waved her hand.

After a moment, she said sadly: "Daddy, I don't like my sister's husband. He is so fierce."

Tong Cheng looked down at his own appearance, then at the handsome man walking away, and sighed, how could he compare with others?
After walking a long way, Yan Funing still couldn't break free of someone's iron-like grip.

"Fu Ciyi, you pinched me and hurt me."

Fu Ciyi let go of her hand after hearing this: "You want to be someone's stepmother?"

Yan Funing rubbed her wrists and said, "I don't want to. If I want to have a child, I will give birth to one myself." She raised her eyes to look at him, "Xiao Ya is just talking nonsense. I don't care about it, so you don't have to care about it either."

Hearing her say that she could give birth on her own, Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows.

Yan Funing suddenly laughed out loud: "Fu Ciyi, you reacted so strongly, are you jealous? Could it be that you have fallen in love with me?"

She just asked casually to tease the stern man.

But Fu Ciyi sneered and asked back: "I like you? Ridiculous."

He looked away, avoiding meeting her clear eyes, and said coldly, "Yan Funing, during the two years that we are still husband and wife, you are not allowed to have any entanglement with other men. This is the bottom line."

Yan Funing said in a sweet voice, "So, I can also ask you not to have any affairs with other women in the next two years?"

"Of course you can."

"I won't! Once the quota is confirmed, you will take part in the Autumn Examination in August this year, and you can go to Beijing to take part in the Spring Examination next spring. If you pass the examination by then, you will definitely be chosen as a son-in-law. I was thinking of waiting for you to pass the examination so that we can get divorced early."

"There is no possibility of early divorce."

He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he strode away.

Yan Funing trotted after him and said, "Fu Ciyi, I have been so good to you during this period, why couldn't you let me go earlier?"

Fu Ciyi stopped and said, "Let you go? So that Fu Minghe can catch you and make you his mistress?"

Yan Funing took out a dagger and said angrily, "If he dares, I will castrate him!"

It sounds loud, but there is no confidence behind it.

With her current abilities, she really couldn't do anything to Fu Minghe.

In fact, her marital relationship with Fu Ciyi was, to a certain extent, because he protected her.

Fu Ciyi pointed at the dagger in her hand with his chin: "You don't just use this dagger to deal with Fu Minghe, right?"

Yan Funing pulled out the dagger and pinched the blade: "You see, I specifically asked Tong Cheng to make it thinner so that the dagger can pass through the crack in the door and stab the wolf."

Fu Ciyi moved his back teeth and changed the subject: "You came to town with an empty backpack. What are you going to buy?"

"No need to buy meat, just buy some seasonings and vegetables."

Soon, the two returned to the market.

Yan Funing bought ten kilograms of flour and one kilogram of salt from the grain and oil store, bought ten candles from the incense and candle shop, and bought celery and taro from a stall on the street.

Zhu Rou Yu saw her from a distance at the market, but he waited for her but she didn't come.

He trotted up to her with a meat axe in hand.

Seeing this, Fu Ciyi took a step towards Yan Funing.

Zhu Rouyu leaned over to Yan Funing and said, "I said pretty girl, why don't you come to my meat stall?"

As he spoke, he realized that he was holding an axe in each hand, so he smiled at Fu Ciyi and said, "Sorry."

Then he put the axe behind him.

Yan Funing smiled and said, "My husband received a lot of gifts, and we have more meat at home than we can eat, so we won't buy any meat today." Chapter 118 Why are you here

? "So your husband is a teacher!" Zhu Rou Yu said respectfully, "The teacher is good and knowledgeable."

After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "I kept the tongue and heart of the newly slaughtered pig today. Last time, the girl told us how to cook it, and we all know how to cook it well. I have raised the price, and many people still buy it, but I only keep the fresh ones for the girl."

Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, pig tongue and pig heart, I want them."

The three of them went to the meat stall.

Two pig hearts and two pig tongues. As usual, Yu charged Yan Funing twenty cents for the pork and also gave her a small piece of fat.

After leaving the meat stall, the couple returned to Li Xinheng's ox cart.

More than half an hour later, the couple arrived home.

Wan Niang had been waiting for her son and daughter-in-law. When she heard that they had returned, she immediately asked about the places for the autumn examination.

Yan Funing said, "Mother, it was Fu Zhengqing who did this. He didn't want my husband to participate in the Autumn Examination."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang angrily cursed: "Fu Zhengqing, you idiot!"

Fu Ciyi said slowly, "Mom, I will go to the county town tomorrow and ask for an explanation from him. This matter will be handled properly, so you don't have to worry."

"Okay, let's wait until tomorrow."

On the tenth day, before dawn, Fu Ciyi woke up and got out of bed.

Yan Funing heard the noise and got out of bed: "I'll go to the county town with you."

"What are you going to do?"

"If Yan Haitang has feelings for you, I will scold him." She said as she was getting dressed, "Who said yesterday that while we are still married, I can ask you not to have any affairs with other women?"

Fu Ciyi curved his lips and said, "Okay, you go with me."

She climbed onto the bed and folded the sheets: "So, I have to go and watch over you."

Fu Ciyi chuckled and said, "Okay."

The two of them left the house, and Li Xinheng came over just in time to start his morning exercises.

"Brother Li, we won't practice kung fu today. My husband has something important to do." Yan Funing said, "We have to go into the city and leave early."

Li Xinheng asked: "Going into the city, do you mean going into the county town?"

"Yes." Yan Funing did not hide it from him and said frankly, "The county magistrate withheld my husband's place in the autumn imperial examination. We have to go and ask for an explanation."

"Are you planning to walk?"

"Brother Li, if it's convenient for you, please take us to town now and we'll find a carriage."

"It's still early, the carriages in the town haven't come out yet." Li Xinheng said, "My ox cart can also go to the county town, I'll take you there."

A bullock cart is always faster than a person walking.

Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi looked at each other and decided to go by ox cart.

At this moment in the kitchen, Wan Niang had already prepared the noodles with Fu Nan Yao.

Not only did she make her own hand-rolled noodles to help her fight hunger, she also made steamed buns for her son and daughter-in-law to eat on the road.

"Ci Yi Funing, hurry up and eat."

Wanniang's voice came from the kitchen.

Li Xinheng turned around and said, "Master, I will go back to have breakfast too. You can come to the village entrance after you finish eating."

Fu Ciyi raised his hand: "Eat at my house."

Li Xinheng thought about it and thought that his mother probably hadn't cooked yet, so he nodded.

The three of them ate quickly.

Wanniang put the steamed buns into a cloth bag and placed it on the table: "Eat them if you're hungry on the way."

Fu Ciyi nodded: "I understand, mother."

Wan Niang couldn't help but remind him: "Remember, Fu Zhengqing has lackeys and thugs, so take it easy."

Li Xinheng said: "Don't worry, auntie, we will take it easy."

Just then, Ali came over, and Fu Beimo also came to the main room with sleepy eyes.

When they heard that Fu Ciyi was going to the county, the two young men clamored to go together.

"You stay at home." Fu Ciyi said, and then he set off with Yan Funing and Li Xinheng.
—It
took quite a while for the ox cart to enter the city, and when they arrived at Fu's house, it was already past the hour of Si.

The gate of the Fu Mansion was open, as grand as ever.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing walked in front, followed by Li Xinheng.

The three men stepped forward, but before they got close to the door, they were stopped by the doorman.

"This is the county magistrate's residence. Not just anyone can enter."

When Li Xinheng heard this, he became angry: "We came to see the county magistrate for something, why can't we come in?"

"Who do you think you are?" The doorman looked at Li Xinheng with contempt and refused to let him pass.

When the housekeeper saw Fu Ciyi, he quickly came over and bowed: "Second Young Master, Second Young Madam, why are you two here?"

The doorman sneered: "So it's the second young master and second young mistress who were kicked out of the mansion."

The housekeeper originally followed the old couple from the Fu family's eldest branch, so he had some respect for Fu Ciyi.

He said tactfully, "Second Young Master, the county magistrate said that if you come back, you must report to him and you are not allowed to enter the mansion without his permission."

The doorman said, "Why is the housekeeper talking so nicely? If you don't allow people to enter, then you don't allow people to enter. If anyone can enter, do you think the county magistrate's mansion is a vegetable market?"

Being called "Agou" again, Li Xinheng could no longer suppress his anger. He grabbed the doorman by the collar and lifted him up.

The doorman's feet left the ground, and he was panicking: "You rustic wretch, why don't you let me go?"

Li Xinheng clenched his other hand into a fist and hit him directly in the face.

The doorman's head was tilted by the blow and he shouted, "You, you are not afraid of the Fu family guards?"

The guards in the mansion immediately came out with sticks.

There were more than ten guards in front of him, all dressed in uniform shorts, with ferocious faces, and they were not easy to deal with.

Li Xinheng threw the doorman to the ground, clenched his fist, and said to Fu Ciyi: "Master, I will never embarrass you."

The housekeeper asked anxiously, "What's the matter? If this gets out, will the county magistrate still have any face?"

The head guard said, "The eldest young master said that if we see the second young master in the future, he will order us to beat him to death."

It's Fu Minghe again!
Fu Ciyi turned his head and said to Yan Funing, "Fists and feet have no eyes, stay away from them."

Yan Funing pulled out a dagger from her waist and said to the guards, "I know where to pierce the heart with the ribs. I also know where to rub the artery to kill the person instantly. Do you want to try it?"

"You sound like it's real. Haha, I don't believe it!" The head of the security guards spat, "What can a little girl do?" He immediately raised his voice, "Brothers, beat her to death!"

The guards came forward.

Fu Ciyi hurriedly pulled Yan Funing to the side behind him.

Suddenly, a crisp female voice rushed out from the mansion: "Ah... No one can bully my young lady!"

Yan Funing hadn't seen anyone yet, so she called out, "Caiyu, Caiyu, is that you?"

"It's me, Miss, it's Caiyu!"

Caiyu appeared with a broom and swept it over the security guard's head.

Just then, Fu Zhengqing came over with Fu Minghe and Yan Haitang.

"How can we allow a commotion in the Fu family mansion? If this gets out, will my prestige as the county magistrate still be there?"

Fu Zhengqing said this in a pretentious manner and waved his hand to tell the guards to put away their sticks.

Then, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Fu Ciyi, I know why you are here. It's about the quota for the autumn examination."

Fu Ciyi was about to speak when he was interrupted by him raising his hand.

"As the county magistrate, I naturally have the right to decide who can participate and who cannot." He smiled and lowered his voice, "I will not give you the opportunity to participate, what can you do to me? Chapter 119 Going to the Provincial Government

Fu Ciyi remained silent.

The current situation made him realize the importance of power.

The autumn examination must be held. Since Fu Zhengqing has abused his power, there will always be people who can check and balance him.

Yan Haitang lifted her skirt and stepped out of the door. She looked at Yan Funing with sarcasm in her eyes and said, "On the seventh day of the first lunar month, I only told you not to return to the Yan family, but you shamelessly returned to the Fu family?"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "Believe it or not, one day, you will kneel before me and beg me to return to the Yan family."

"It's just a fool's dream." Yan Haitang sneered, glanced at Yan Funing's clothes, and returned to the mansion.

He raised his hand and pointed at Min'er, the maid beside him.

Min'er received the order, grabbed Caiyu's collar and slapped her twice in the face.

"Yan Haitang, what are you doing? Caiyu didn't offend you!"

Yan Funing went forward but was stopped by the doorman.

Yan Haitang sneered: "Caiyu's indenture is in my hands now. If you want her to continue to follow you, you can take out one hundred taels of silver to redeem her."

"One hundred taels of silver." Yan Funing murmured.

Where does she get so much money?

Caiyu cried, "Miss, I am not worth that much money. If I am not here to serve you, you need to live a good life."

She looked at Fu Ciyi and said, "Second Master, my young lady is very delicate and will cry if she gets hurt. She usually speaks rudely, but she has never done anything to harm others. She has a really good heart. You must be more compassionate to her!"

Yan Funing burst into tears after hearing this.
—After
leaving the Fu Mansion and taking the bus home, Yan Funing was in low spirits.

Li Xinheng, who was driving the car, saw that the young couple remained silent, and he also remained silent for a long time.

I couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Miss, is that Caiyu your former maid?"

"Yes, she is the most loyal to me."

There was a hint of nasality in Yan Funing's gentle voice.

Li Xinheng added: "One hundred taels of silver would take an ordinary farmer several decades to save without eating or drinking."

An ordinary farmer only earns two or three taels of silver a year.

Spending so much money to redeem a maidservant is not a good deal no matter how you look at it.

Yan Funing sniffed: "I know."

One hundred taels of silver was also a huge amount of money for her.

She really couldn't come up with that much money in a short period of time.

"Yan Haitang kept Caiyu by his side just to piss me off. I want to rescue Caiyu as soon as possible."

Fu Ciyi said: "There must be a way."

Yan Funing grabbed his arm and said, "Fu Ciyi, you have to take part in the imperial examination. Only when you have power in your hands can Fu Zhengqing get the punishment he deserves! I also have to work hard to make money so that Caiyu can come back to me."

Li Xinheng turned around and said, "But Fu Zhengqing obviously doesn't want the Master to attend. What else can we do?"

"The only option now is to report him to the provincial government." Fu Ciyi said calmly.

When the state government failed, he continued to appeal.

He just doesn't believe it. Can officials protect each other?

If officials really protect each other, it would be better not to enter the court.

After discussing the countermeasures, Yan Funing took out steamed buns from the cloth bag and gave one to Fu Ciyi and one to Li Xinheng.

"Brother Li, thank you for coming with us. Not only did you not have lunch, but you also gave us a ride back home."

She took one for herself and ate it in small bites.

Li Xinheng took a big bite and waved his hand holding the steamed bun: "It's a small matter. Master is my master. Master's business is my business."

He finished the steamed bun in just a few bites, and Yan Funing gave him another one.

He took it and started eating again: "When is the master going to the provincial capital? I want to go too."

Fu Ciyi said, "It's not convenient to go to the provincial capital by ox cart. It takes a whole day to go, and the oxen can't handle it. You can help me look after the house, and I can go alone."

He ate his steamed buns leisurely, wondering when to leave and how to arrange for the students in the village school.

Yan Funing said, "We need to hire a carriage to go to the provincial capital. We had a commotion at the Fu Mansion today, and we still need someone to look after the family."

Li Xinheng said, "Well, on the day the Master leaves, I will drive the ox cart to the town, and then return to the village to look after the family."

When the sun was setting, the three of them returned to the village.

After discussing the situation with his mother, Fu Ciyi decided to leave for the provincial capital the day after tomorrow.

The next day, he went to teach in the village school.

When the school was over, he said to the students, "I have to go to the provincial capital tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You don't have to come to school these two days."

The schoolchildren cheered.

Just had two days off, just one day of class, and now it's another two days off.

Fu Ciyi added: "You must not neglect your studies. You must not make any mistakes in the poems you recite or the large characters you write!"

The students cried out in grief.

On the day when Fu Ciyi set out for the provincial capital, Li Xinheng helped him arrange a carriage.

"Master, this carriage is going back to the prefecture. It's a return trip, and the fare is 500 wen each way." Li Xinheng raised his hand and pointed at the carriage parked outside the Fu family's yard. "Master, do you think this is feasible?"

Fu Ciyi patted Li Xinheng on the shoulder: "It's feasible."

After saying that, he walked out of the yard.

Yan Funing packed a small bag, put the dagger into it, and trotted to catch up with Fu Ciyi.

Realizing that Yan Funing was following him, Fu Ciyi paused and said, "Go back."

Yan Funing said, "I want to go with you. If you want to say something to the governor, I can help you."

Wan Niang, who was standing at the entrance of the main hall, called out, "Ci Yi, Fu Ning is good at speaking, she can help you."

If Ci Yi wants to go to the provincial government to report Fu Zhengqing, it would be difficult with just his mouth.

Fu Ning is good at speaking, so it's a good idea to have her by my side.

Fu Ciyi thought for a moment and finally agreed.

The couple got into the carriage.

Wan Niang was supported by Nan Yao and Bei Mo and walked outside the fenced yard. Li Xinheng and Ali followed behind them. The five of them waved goodbye to the carriage as it drove away.

Yan Funing stuck her head out of the car window and waved continuously.

The carriage turned a corner and her family was no longer in sight, so she sat up straight in her seat.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and sat quietly. He didn't say goodbye to them just now, and didn't say a word at this moment.

Yan Funing stared at him. In the book, he won three first prizes in the imperial examinations, and in reality, he was indeed very knowledgeable.

But the reality is different from what she saw.

Given the current situation, it is very likely that he will not be able to pass the imperial examination.

When she thought of this, she didn't know how to comfort her.

After all, a horse carriage is much faster than an oxcart. A journey that takes an oxcart a whole day can be completed in the morning by a horse carriage.

The main street of the provincial capital is more prosperous than that of the county town, with pedestrians shoulder to shoulder, horse-drawn carriages running continuously, and shops and restaurants lined up everywhere.

The owner of the car dropped Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing off, collected five hundred coins from them, pointed them in the direction of the government office, and drove away.

The couple looked at the plaque of the government office from afar, took a deep breath, and walked towards the government office side by side.

After the two men explained their purpose to the yamen runners, they were not driven away but were led to a corner by the yamen runners.

"You came at an inopportune time. Our master is not in the government office right now."

Fu Ciyi asked: "Is it in the mansion?"

The bailiff shook his head: "He is not at the residence either. He is out on business and will be back tomorrow." Yan Funing asked: "Will the governor be able to come back tomorrow?"

"I can come back." The bailiff nodded, "If you can wait, then wait."

The couple expressed their gratitude to the bailiff and then walked towards the street.

Yan Funing: "Let's wait. We are already here, so one or two days won't matter."

Fu Ciyi: "Yesterday I agreed with the students to have a two-day holiday, so there is still enough time."

Yan Funing: "Even if we wait a day longer and inform the students and their parents, it won't be a big problem."

Fu Ciyi: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle this matter."

Just then, a laugh was heard from behind.

Another yamen runner asked the man just now, "Those two people thanked you again and again, what's the matter?"

The yamen runner laughed and said, "Two country folks want to see the prefect. How can the prefect just say they will see him?"

"That's right, but the governor is not at home, so they can't see him."

"I told them the truth. It depends on whether they come tomorrow or not. How will they be humiliated?"

"Hahaha, you are always pretending to be a good person."

Yan Funing became angry after hearing this and wanted to argue with the person, but Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist.

He said calmly: "Let's come back tomorrow."

Yan Funing sighed: "It's always difficult to ask people to do things for you. Not only do we have to look at their faces, we also have to look at the faces of these yamen runners."

The two continued walking forward a few steps.

Fu Ciyi slowly let go of her wrist: "Let's find an inn to stay."

Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, it's time for lunch now."

The couple entered an inn, and as soon as they entered the door, the waiter greeted them warmly.

The shopkeeper asked them, "How many rooms do you want?"

Yan Funing held up two fingers: "Two rooms, one night."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Eight hundred coins per room, two rooms are one two and six. Our guest rooms are all upper rooms."

Yan Funing was surprised and asked, "Eight hundred coins per room?"

The shopkeeper still smiled and said, "It's time for guests to check out now, and eight hundred coins is considered cheap. If you come in the evening, it may cost one or two taels of silver. If you come at night, there will be no guest rooms."

Yan Funing lowered her eyes and calculated. The fare for a single trip was five hundred coins. If the two of them stayed separately, it would cost one tael and sixteen coins. Plus the food and the fare for the return trip tomorrow...

It's too expensive!

Fu Ciyi said, "Then let's take two rooms."

This is the only way I can do so that I can earn more money as a writing fee.

Yan Funing gritted her teeth and said, "We only need one room."

It was the shopkeeper's turn to be surprised: "One room? What is your relationship?"

Yan Funing: "Husband and wife."

Fu Ciyi: "Husband and wife."

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head: "Why didn't the couple tell you earlier? Are they having a quarrel? Why do they want to stay in two rooms?"

"Yes, he doesn't love me, and I'm angry with him."

Yan Funing muttered something and twisted Fu Ciyi's arm.

However, the man's arms were very stiff, and she only twisted his clothes but did not take the opportunity to twist his flesh.

The waiter came over and looked at Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi. "You both look so good, are you brother and sister? You live in the same room to save money, right?"

Yan Funing was angry and annoyed: "Brother, don't talk nonsense. My husband and I look good together and we look like a couple. Do you understand what a couple looks like?"

She pointed at her own face, then pointed at Fu Ciyi's face: "Look carefully again, how are they similar?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Whether they look alike or not, it's true that they both look good."

The waiter frowned and said, "The robe of this gentleman and the material of this lady's skirt are the same color. At first glance, they are brother and sister!"

Yan Funing's expression was serious: "Our clothes are couple's clothes. Do you know what couple's clothes are?" Thinking that people in ancient times probably didn't understand why couples wore clothes, she changed the word, "It's also called husband and wife clothes."

Fu Ciyi smiled and said gently, "Madam, it turns out that the clothes we are wearing are called couple clothes, also known as husband and wife clothes."

Yan Funing glared at him: "I'm telling you, I'm still angry, you have to coax me!"

It's as if he's really venting his anger.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper laughed loudly: "Okay, young lady, don't get excited, and don't be angry with your husband again. One room is one room."

After booking a room and getting the key, the couple went upstairs under the guidance of the waiter.

Pushing open the door of the guest room, the waiter said, "If you two are hungry, you can order food downstairs."

Having said that, he stepped back.

Yan Funing pulled Fu Ciyi into the room and closed the door.

"Fu Ciyi, let me tell you, this dress was not my idea. Your sister sewed it for you, don't you remember?"

"I know." He said, "I'm just curious, how did you come up with the term couple costumes?"

"I just made it up." Yan Funing lowered her eyes, "Look, no one else thinks we are husband and wife..." After a pause, she continued, "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's think about how we can meet the governor tomorrow."

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "We can still afford two guest rooms. If you don't want to, I'll talk to the shopkeeper and get another room."

"You have a problem with money?" Yan Funing took a long breath. "Although I don't want to give Yan Haitang a hundred taels of silver, but so far, I can't think of any other way for Caiyu to leave Yan Haitang smoothly."

She has to save money.

"Let's take it one step at a time."

Fu Ciyi looked around the room. The room was clean and bright, and the bed was spacious, which was pretty good.

The two stayed in the guest room for a while and then went downstairs to have lunch.

I walked around the street in the afternoon, and wanted to ask the governor what his hobbies were. But we were unfamiliar with the place, and once we asked, the others stopped talking.

The two had no choice but to return to the inn.
—When
it was time to go to bed at night, Yan Funing belatedly discovered the problem.

Although the bed was covered with a curtain, there was no other sheet to hang in the middle to separate it, but it could be separated by clothes.

Of course, there was only one quilt on the bed!
With only one quilt, there was no way to divide the bed in the middle.

Seeing her standing blankly in front of the bed, Fu Ciyi walked slowly to her side.

"I have already asked, and there are no other rooms available at the moment."

"I know that many people come to the state capital to do business, so the guest rooms are naturally in short supply." Yan Funing pointed to the inside of the bed, "You sleep inside."

In their country home, the bed in the west wing was placed in the middle of the room with the head against the wall.

You can go up to the left or right side of the bed, and you can also go up to the end of the bed.

The bed in front of him was surrounded on three sides and covered with a curtain, so only one side could be climbed.

If the person sleeping inside wants to get out of bed, he or she will have to pass by the person sleeping outside.

Fu Ciyi said coldly: "I am a man, so naturally I sleep on the outside."

Yan Funing held her forehead with her hand: "But there is only one quilt."

Relative to who sleeps on the inside or outside, the quilt is the key to the problem!

Fu Ciyi: "It doesn't matter, I sleep well and I won't touch you."

Yan Funing took out a dagger from her bag and went up to the bed holding the dagger.

Seeing this, Fu Ciyi frowned and asked, "What are you doing with the dagger?"

Yan Funing smiled sweetly: "My sleeping position is also good, don't worry, I won't stab you with a dagger."

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