"How so?" He asked.

Yan Funing said honestly: "The dumplings were hot when they were served." ”

"Didn't wrap a cotton towel?"

"Wrapped."

"Are you stupid? One piece is not enough, wrap two pieces. ”

The voice is cold.

It hurts everywhere, and it hurts when he pinched it with two fingers, and it hurts, and at this moment he said he was stupid......

Yan Funing pursed her lips tightly and endured.

I couldn't help it, and I wanted to dip my fingers in cold water, so I muttered in a low voice: "You let go of me, okay?" ”

"I'm just looking to see how hot you get." Fu Ciyi's voice was obviously displeased.

"But, you hurt me."

The voice is low and small, with a crying tone, delicate and pitiful, and really squeamish to the extreme.

Fu Ciyi was shocked when he heard this.

In front of her, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, her delicate face was filled with fear, and her watery eyes rippled, like a delicate flower being bullied by a storm.

His eyes darkened, how did he make it seem like he had slighted her?

Then he immediately let go of her finger and said indifferently: "You grabbed my finger on the edge of the cliff, and at the moment I just pinched the injury." ”

Yan Funing heard the meaning of his words, and said, "Then let's clear the two." ”

Fu Ciyi didn't care about her, and scooped water with a bowl.

"When I go to the hall to eat dumplings, my fingers are soaked in this bowl of water." Seeing that she was stunned, he said, "Don't go? ”

"Oh, the ...... to go"

When the two came to the hall and sat down, Wan Niang said, "Let's eat." ”

Fu Nanyao ate the dumplings, stretched out her hand, and muttered: "I also serve dumplings, my hand is fine, why does she have a problem?" ”

Fu Ciyi: "Shut up." ”

At that time in the stove, a certain woman was about to cry, if she was told to cry by Nan Yao at this moment......

He was bored.

Fu Nanyao was shocked that her brother murdered her, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "Mother, listen, my brother murdered me!" ”

Wan Niang didn't hear it.

Fu Beimo shook his head and ate dumplings, and then asked Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, did my brother help you?" ”

Yan Funing shook her head.

Fu Beimo said solemnly: "Then I'll help my sister-in-law blow later." ”

Hearing this, Wan Niang used the head of chopsticks to accurately knock on Fu Beimo's head.

Fu Beimo covered his head: "Mother, you beat me!" ”

"It's you who beats, your sister-in-law has your brother, what are you involved with?"

"My brother doesn't feel sorry for my sister-in-law, but I feel sorry." He was serious.

If your sister-in-law is so delicate, she should feel distressed.

His sister-in-law would praise him, thank him, give him good food, and buy candy for him, so he would feel sorry for his sister-in-law.

Wan Niang knew that the distress that her youngest son said was just the original intention of distress, so she smiled helplessly.

She also hopes that her youngest son will be more enlightened, so that he can get a wife in the future.

But now listening to his innocent and childish words, I am afraid that her idea will be in vain.

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After eating the dumplings, my fingers didn't start to hurt so much.

Yan Funing offered to go to the field to dispose of the crops that had been cut.

I wanted to wait until I bought the cloth clothes and put them on before dealing with them, but now I can only tear the cloth and make my own clothes. If you take a long time to make your own clothes, then the crops rot in the ground, and the problem will be big.

The only way to do this is to dispose of it as soon as possible.

Wan Niang said: "It's good to call their brothers, your hand is burned, just stay at home." ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Fu pinched her fingertips, but it was still a little painful, so she curled her fingers tightly, "If those crops rot in the ground, new ones will burn their roots in the future." ”

Wan Niang muttered: "Also, the crops of the three acres of fields have to be dealt with, and there are many people." ”

Fu Ciyi said: "Let's go, my mother stays at home." ”

Fu Nanyao pointed at himself in disbelief: "I'm going too?" ”

Fu Ciyi: "If you take less, it won't affect your legs." ”

With that, the four of them went to the field.

Because the weather is still cold, the crops that have been cut are wilted, but they have not yet rotted.

The four men went down to the field, and with their hands sorted out the cut crops, and plucked up the half that was still in the field, and piled them all up in the corners.

There are also villagers working in the fields next to them, most of them dealing with weeds.

They saw that there were four members of the Fu family coming to the field, especially Fu Wanniang's eldest son, who was extremely handsome, but the coldness on his face taught them not to speak in private, let alone insult.

couldn't hear the mixed sounds, Yan Funing and Fu Beimo looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them did a good job.

At that moment, someone came and said, "I said, can you give me the turnips and cabbage that have been destroyed in your field?" ”

Yan Funing raised her head: "Auntie, those radishes and cabbage can't be eaten." ”

The eldest lady said: "I know, I want to take it away and give it to my pigs to eat." ”

"It's okay to feed the pigs." Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi, wondering what he meant.

Fu Ciyi said lightly: "If you want, you can come to the field to get it yourself." ”

The eldest lady smiled and said, "Then naturally, I will go home and call my son to come along." While speaking, she glanced at Yan Funing deeply, and said, "It's too troublesome for you to tidy up by hand like this, I have a rake in my house, and it can be sorted out quickly." ”

Yan Funing smiled and thanked: "Thank you, auntie!" ”

The eldest lady waved her hand: "No thanks, according to that, I should thank you for your willingness to give me radish and cabbage." ”

She pointed to a few villagers and peasant women in the fields next to her, and whispered, "I guess they want it too, but I scolded your family, and I am embarrassed to speak." ”

Let's go.

Hearing this, Yan Funing and the Fu family brothers and sisters looked at each other, but Fu Beimo was still buried in tidying up.

The villagers in the nearby fields hung their heads one after another, and some of them were bold enough to gather together and chat.

In the end, seeing Fu Ciyi's cold face, no one dared to insult loudly like before.

Thinking that the eldest lady was going to come to pick up the destroyed cabbage and radish, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing took Nanyao and Beimo to pile up the cabbage and radish together.

A short time later, an ox cart came up the field path.

The ox cart stopped halfway down, because there were ridges in front of it, and the ridges were only one foot wide, and the ox carts could not pass.

To Yan Funing's astonishment, this ox cart was the one that drove Li.

And the driver is the driver.

The eldest lady just walked over with a smile: "Oh, the stupid big guy in the back is my son." ”

Driving Li was carrying three rakes on his shoulders and was striding behind the eldest lady.

Yan Fu smiled, and her eyes turned to the eldest mother: "It turns out that Brother Li and the eldest mother are mother and son. ”

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows were a little colder.

A certain woman actually called a car driver, Brother Li?

Mother Li patted her leg happily: "Yes! ”

The little lady in front of her is really beautiful and sweet, but it's a pity that people have a husband.

Mother Li's eyes moved to Fu Nanyao, Fu Wanniang is good-looking, and her daughter is also handsome, but unfortunately her legs are lame.

However, there are only two people in the family, she and her son, and the conditions are very bad, even if the girl is lame, she probably can't look down on her son.

In just a moment, Li's mother twisted and turned in her heart several times.

Soon, she pulled her son: "People are willing to give radishes and Chinese cabbage, and you will help them process the winter wheat." ”

"Done." Li Yingsheng, who was driving the car, saw Yan Funing, and called with a smile, "Girl." ”

Fu Ciyi's eyes flashed with anger.

(End of chapter)