I saw her fall to the ground softly, her little face pale, and her brows tightly locked.

Fu Ciyi said lightly: "She's just unconscious." ”

Hearing that his sister-in-law was not dead, Fu Beimo immediately stopped crying: "That brother quickly took his sister-in-law to bed." ”

Fu Ciyi's face was gloomy, he didn't want to hug her.

Fu Beimo saw that his brother didn't move, and muttered: "Brother doesn't hug it, I'll hug it!" ”

He bent down and stretched out his hand, but before his hand touched Yan Funing, the collar of his back coat was grabbed.

Fu Ciyi took Fu Beimo aside, frowned and supported Yan Funing's back, stretched his hands under her armpits, and dragged the person to the bed.

This move made Fu Beimo stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Fu Wanniang came over.

When she heard her youngest son crying, she asked her daughter to bring her, not wanting Fu Nanyao to refuse.

She had to grope her way around, and she only got there.

Seeing his mother coming, Fu Beimo complained: "Mother, my brother dragged his sister-in-law to bed like a sack. ”

--

When Yan Funing woke up again, it was already noon.

Fu Beimo brought the food.

"Sister-in-law, eat quickly, this is made by my brother." He put the food on the bedside, "My mother said that you have suffered from the wind and cold, so you should rest." ”

Seeing her alive, he couldn't stop smiling.

An innocent smile always heals everything.

Yan Funing smiled: "Thank you, Beimo!" ”

The voice was a little hoarse.

"Sister-in-law, get better, the snow is still falling, let's play in the snow tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Yan Funing picked up the bowl and ate in small bites.

When Fu Beimo saw that she had eaten, he left the house with confidence.

At this time, Fu Nanyao's voice came from outside: "Let her go, why is my mother so good to her?" ”

Wan Niang said: "She has been raised since she was a child, and she doesn't know who her biological parents are, which alone makes people feel pity." ”

Yan Funing heard this, and her hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

In the afternoon, Wan Niang asked her youngest son to help her and came to Yan Funing to sit down.

"Kid, is there anything better?"

"Much better." Yan Funing took out the jade bracelet from under the pillow and put it on Wan Niang's hand, "Mother, on the day of marriage, the bride changed by mistake, I am not the wife of the second son." Withdrawing from his relatives at the door of the book club made the second son lose face, it's mine. These two things, the relationship between me and the second son, the husband and wife, ......"

Sooner or later, it will be gone.

"I can't take this jade bracelet, please take it back."

It is written in the book that after someone became a minister, Wan Niang gave this jade bracelet to the prime minister's daughter.

The prime minister's daughter is Fu Ciyi's rightful wife.

Wan Niang sighed: "What did you call me just now?" ”

"Mother."

"Since you call me mother, why can't you accept this jade bracelet?" Wan Niang put the jade bracelet back on Yan Funing's hand, "My jade bracelet is for my daughter-in-law!" ”

Yan Fu froze her hands, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

The book also mentioned that the prime minister's daughter disliked the jade bracelet in bad condition, and after receiving it, she smashed the jade bracelet behind her back.

Because Wanniang couldn't see it, the prime minister's daughter took the jade bracelet next to her and put it on her wrist.

Wan Niang touched the wrist of the prime minister's daughter, thinking that she was wearing a jade bracelet given by herself every day, and she was very happy.

Yan Funing pursed her lips, if she returned the jade bracelet, this bracelet would probably not escape the ending of being smashed and thrown away.

If the jade bracelet has life, it must remain intact.

Just like her, she doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of cannon fodder women, and try to follow someone in the past two years.

Thinking so, she put away the jade bracelet.

Wan Niang said with a smile: "Although my mother can't see it, she will see it with her heart, you are a good one." It is his blessing that my family Ciyi married you. ”

"But mother, I ......"

"Let it pass." Wan Niang patted her hand, "Yesterday's attitude was wrong, I should protect you." It's not right to quit him, he couldn't chase him out, and his mother apologized for him. ”

"It's okay, mother."

Someone didn't want to be married to her, but fortunately, he promised to reconcile and divorce for two years.

She didn't dare to say this to Wanniang in front of her, so she changed the subject: "Mother, what's going on with your eyes?" ”

Wan Niang shook her head: "I can't remember, I can't remember what happened fifteen years ago." I just remember that I had a big belly and took my son Ciyi, and I was going to take him for a run, and the farther I ran, the better......"

That's how you can live.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, for fear of scaring her daughter-in-law.

After a pause, she said again: "I probably had this experience when I was a child, and he has been silent since he was a child, don't be surprised." ”

Yan Funing hurriedly said, "No." ”

On a snowy day, the snow will not stop for a while.

If this continues, the rice and noodles at home will be eaten.

"I didn't buy rice yesterday, so I wanted to ask in the village to see who has more to buy, which should be cheaper than the grain and oil store. It would be nice if the family had a field, and you could grow grain and vegetables. ”

Wan Niang said: "The field is really there, but I don't know where it is, I have to find the land deed." ”

As she spoke, she tucked the quilt for her.

pinched the quilt like this, Wan Niang exclaimed: "Why do you only cover one quilt?" Mother gives you two quilts, so that they will be covered together. If it's cold today, it's easy to get cold if you only cover a bed. ”

When Fu Ciyi came back, he heard his mother asking about the quilt.

Yan Funing explained: "Mother, we cover two beds when we sleep, which will keep me warm during the day, and one bed is enough." ”

Wan Niang shook her head, touched the quilt on the other side and sighed.

"I'm already cold, and I have to build two beds during the day."

As he spoke, he pulled another quilt and covered Yan Funing.

Yan Fu looked at someone standing at the end of the bed uneasily.

Fu Ciyi's face was expressionless, she couldn't read it.

After a while, he went out.

Wan Niang stayed in their room for a long time, and when it was time for the evening meal, Fu Beimo came to help them away.

Fu Ciyi came in with dinner.

Yan Funing lifted his quilt and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, just to cover up the situation that we slept under the quilt, I ......"

"Mother told you to cover it, and you covered it."

He put the meal on the head of the bed and quickly left the house.

--

In the middle of the night, Fu Ciyi returned to his room.

He stood at the end of the bed and muttered for a long time before he said, "I'll go and squeeze with Beimo." ”

Yan Fu said: "That mother knows that we are sleeping separately." ”

He didn't answer, turned and left.

Yan Funing hurriedly got out of bed and reached out to grab his sleeve: "Don't go, okay?" ”

The voice is delicate and soft, as if the little wife is keeping her husband for the night.

Fu Ciyi clenched his fists.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she said again: "Beimo's bed is small, only enough for one person to sleep." ”

He glanced down at the small hand that was clutching his sleeve, and said in a ghostly manner: "You have a cold, you should keep warm." ”

"I'll have enough quilts, and I'll sleep in thicker clothes."

Her fever was probably due to walking too much in the first few miles. The female partner is delicate, two people go back and forth in the town, and go into the mountains several times, but her physical strength is exhausted.

In addition, the hand was injured and some inflammation.

Of course, it is also true that it is a little cold to cover a quilt at night.

But compared to these, she didn't want her mother-in-law to know that they were actually sleeping separately.

Fu Ciyi finally stayed.

The two were once again one person and one quilt.

After turning off the lights and going to bed, Fu Ciyi lay in the quilt, stiff.

The quilt left her smell, and the fragrance of her elegant daughter's home penetrated into his nose faintly.

Teach him to have trouble sleeping.