"I, I'll do the laundry."

Fu Nanyao knew that he was speechless, and turned back to the room to carry the wooden basin.

Fu Beimo approached his brother and asked ignorantly, "Brother, what is seduction?" ”

Fu Ciyi's throat choked, and his eyes, which were already as dark as ink, were dark in an instant.

At this time, Fu Nanyao limped out with her own bath water, and no one would help her fetch water at this time.

When the bath water was still hot, she brought it to wash her clothes.

Sitting on the small pestle, he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

Fu Beimo saw that his brother ignored him, and thought that the round face had been targeting his sister-in-law for a long time, so he guessed that "seducing" was a bad word, so he squatted down in front of Fu Nanyao angrily.

"Hey, who did you say sister-in-law seduced?" During the questioning, his head seemed to turn a corner, "You want to say that sister-in-law seduces brother, right?" They sleep under a bed, do they still need to be seduced? Round face, you idiot! ”

He had to scold him harshly, and his round face was angry and didn't give him laundry, so his sister-in-law could help him do the laundry.

Fu Ciyi suddenly felt a pain in his brain.

Fu Nanyao didn't dare to say a word.

At this time, even if Fu Beimo scolded her, she didn't fight back, and she had to obediently help him wash his clothes.

Yan Funing took a bath in the room, and there was no bath bucket at home, so she could only wash it with a wooden basin.

The edge of the wooden basin is low, so it needs to be washed carefully in order to prevent it from splashing wetland.

In addition, in the past few days, the old red marks on the shoulders have not disappeared, and new ones have been added.

As soon as the water got on it, my shoulders hurt, and my movements became slower.

When she finished washing and opened the door, she saw someone come back with a heavy face and continue to write.

In the courtyard, Fu Nanmiao washed the laundry diligently, and Fu Beimo was happily urging on the side.

Yan Funing shifted her gaze back to someone: "Do you want me to wash your clothes?" ”

Fu Ciyi was silent.

Yan Funing took his acquiescence and asked her to wash, scooped up his clothes and his own clothes and walked out of the house.

She washed her own clothes first, then changed the water and washed someone.

In a short time, the clothes of the two were all kneaded.

She picked up the tub, rested the rim on her crotch, and went to the river to rinse.

Fu Beimo saw that his sister-in-law was washing cleanly, and her actions were quick, and she urged Fu Nanmiao: "What are you foolish doing?" After washing for so long, who are you trying to seduc? ”

He scolded him with her words.

Although I haven't completely figured out what seduction means, it's always right to use bad words to scold people.

Fu Nanyao threw the water in Fu Beimo's face: "You scold again, believe it or not, I threw your clothes into the river?" ”

Fu Beimo shut up at this time.

His sister-in-law had already gone to the river, and he couldn't bother his sister-in-law to help him wash it.

When Yan Funing came back after rinsing her clothes, Fu Nanyao just asked Fu Beimo to go to the river with a wooden basin.

Putting the wooden basin on the ground, Yan Funing dried her hands with a cotton towel and began to collect the clothes she had dried before.

The air was dry, the sun was good, and the clothes were dried for only two days.

Wan Niang took a nap in the hall for a while, and when she woke up, she called: "Fu Ning." ”

Yan Fu responded and hung her clothes on the crook of her arm: "Mother, I'm collecting clothes." ”

After putting away her mother-in-law and Nanyao's clothes, she went to help her back to the room.

Wan Niang patted her hands: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's not hard."

After a while, Yan Fu condensed out and put Fu Beimo's clothes in the east wing.

Only then did she begin to collect her and someone's clothes, take them back and pile them directly on the bed, and then began to dry them.

Suddenly, the wind became stronger.

The sky was clear and almost windless. Even if there were, it was a slight wind that couldn't blow off the clothes.

And this time the wind suddenly rose, if it was hung on a bamboo pole to dry as before, the clothes would blow and run.

She had no choice but to go back to her room.

"Help me put the shelf lower, and the bamboo pole will be dried through the sleeves and trouser legs, and the wind will not run away."

"Okay."

Although it is only one word, the voice is warm and beautiful.

Yan Funing was shocked to find that someone's attitude was unexpectedly good.

This time, he rebuilt the shelf and asked her: "Is it so high?" ”

Yan Fu was stunned for a moment, and her eyebrows curled up with a smile: "It's done." ”

Not only that, but he also said, "I carry the bamboo pole, and you put the sleeve trouser leg on the bamboo pole." ”

The two of them work together like this, and the speed is much faster.

When she put one leg of his shorts on the bamboo pole, Fu Ciyi couldn't help but lower his eyes.

Anyway, she has already washed and dried several for him, and this one is not bad.

It's just that......

There are so many pairs of obscene pants, only the one on his body is newly taken out at the moment, and all the ones next to him have been scrubbed by her.

The thought of having to wear the short pants she had pinched and rubbed tomorrow made him feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Yan Fu said, "Okay, you go back to the room and copy." ”

Fu Ciyi saw that there was still a pink dress left in the wooden basin, and said: "There is another one." ”

Following his gaze, Yan Fu Ning frowned, and hurriedly bent down to pinch the underwear in the palm of her hand: "I will dry this myself." ”

Fu Ciyi didn't insist, put the bamboo pole back on the shelf, and went back to the room.

Yan Funing let out a long breath, and then quietly lifted the bamboo pole and threaded the shoulder strap of her small coat through the bamboo pole.

In this era, the women's clothes of poor families are only covered by the front piece, similar to the heart clothes and belly pockets.

And for a woman from a wealthy family, the intimate clothes she chooses are much more delicate and complex.

For example, hers, because she was brought out from the strict family, the materials are exquisite, and the embroidery is exquisite. The shape is very different from the belly pocket, but it is similar to the bandeau and has the same effect as modern underwear.

There are two fixed shoulder straps on the top, half an inch wide and a tie at the back for loose fit.

Moreover, the overall structure is reverie.

She dried it in an inconspicuous corner, and covered it with her own clothes on the edge.

Such a move made Fu Ciyi curious.

Seeing only a small piece of clothing in the basin, how could she rub it for a long time?

When she moved her steps, the wind blew, and the little pink dress came out of the side of the dress, trembling and shaking with the wind.

Fu Ciyi was puzzled, and his gaze inadvertently moved over to what he saw......

Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency.

Panicked lowered his head and taught him to drop the brush on the ground.

Yan Funing was going back to the room to put the wooden basin, and as soon as her footsteps reached the curtain of cloth, she heard a snapping sound.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He said calmly, "I accidentally slipped my hand and dropped my pen." ”

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After a while, Fu Beimo returned with Fu Nanyao with a wooden basin.

Seeing the clothes drying on the bamboo pole dancing in the wind, Fu Nanyao asked Fu Beimo to help take the bamboo pole off the shelf and dry it as his brother and sister-in-law's clothes did.

Suddenly the smell of oil came from the stove.

Fu Beimo sniffed.

"It smells so good!" He shouted, "What is my sister-in-law doing?" ”

"Boil lard."

Yan Funing's voice came from the stove.

Fu Beimo swallowed his saliva, and urged Fu Nanyao again: "You hurry up." ”

Fu Nan glared at him, and the movements in his hands also sped up a lot.

The things made by a certain woman are delicious, but you can't let this stinky boy take advantage of it alone.

In the stove room, Yan Funing put the boiled lard into the bowl, and the lard residue was also put into the soup bowl.

There is not much fat, only half a bowl of lard, and half a bowl of lard residue.

(End of chapter)