Soon after the two returned home, they saw the Hu family carrying dead wood and swaggering past their door.

When Fu Beimo saw it, he was so angry that he wanted to chase him out, but was stopped by Yan Funing.

"Sister-in-law, let's pick the oyster mushrooms from that wood."

He recognized it, and he couldn't be wrong.

Yan Fu said: "They treat rotten wood as treasures, and after a while, they have to find a place to throw it." ”

Fu Beimo looked at the oyster mushrooms in the back basket and said uncomfortably: "We won't have to pick them in the future." ”

"Even if there are more oyster mushrooms on that wood, there won't be a few more."

Yan Funing took out the oranges in the back basket.

Because it was put together with oyster mushrooms, he washed it with water, peeled the orange with his slender fingers, and gave Fu Beimo half of it: "Eat it." ”

Half an orange, Fu Beimo ate it in two bites.

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

Who said to eat oranges with him?

took out two oranges and gave one to the old man, and for the rest of the one, she actually gave half to Beimo.

Beimo is his own brother, and he barely cares.

At this moment, Yan Funing split the remaining half of the orange in two, and placed one of them in the palm of his hand.

Fu Ciyi was stunned.

Yan Funing quickly ate her own, and her eyebrows twisted: "Why are you so sour?" ”

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

Sweet and silky, not sour at all.

Fu Beimo nodded honestly: "It's quite sour." ”

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

Yan Funing took an apple, and it happened that Fu Nanyao entered the stove.

"Sister-in-law, I have already sewed the practice pants and put them on the bed in the west wing, you have time to try them."

"Sewing so fast?"

Yan Funing washed the apple, cut it twice, and gave Fu Nanyao a piece first.

Fu Nanyao pinched the apple and took a bite: "The pants are only a few threads, and they are sewn quickly." ”

Yan Funing nodded, gave Fu Ciyi and Fu Beimo a piece of apple each, and ate the rest by herself.

"The oranges are too sour, I have to neutralize them."

Someone actually said that the orange was sweet.

After eating the apple, Yan Fu returned to the room.

On the bed, there was a pair of ultramarine exercise pants, and there were ties at the waist and hem of the pants to tighten it.

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

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

"The length is just right, it's the style I want."

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

Yan Funing looked down at her pants, and her voice was pleasant: "I like it." ”

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

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

Yan Fu condensed her head and went back to the room to try it on.

In the stove room, Fu Nanyao said to his brother: "Brother heard it, right?" The color of your robe, sister-in-law likes it. ”

Meaningful.

Fu Ciyi was silent.

Fu Beimo interjected: "What about my group of cyan robes?" ”

Fu Nanyao said impatiently: "Ming'er will do it." ”

Fu Beimo was dissatisfied: "Do you want tomorrow?" Round face, you have to speed up your hands, I want to practice in the same color clothes as my sister-in-law. ”

Fu Nanyao's willow eyebrows tightened, and he made a gesture to pull the corners of Fu Beimo's mouth: "You scolded me for my round face, and you were embarrassed to tell me to speed up my hand?" ”

When the words fell, the two scuffled together.

The dragon and phoenix fetus have been like this since childhood, and Fu Ciyi has long been surprised.

Yan Funing came back, looked at the chaos in the stove, and whispered, "Do you still look at my pants?" ”

The scuffling two stopped hearing the sound and looked at Yan Funing with their brother.

In front of her, her waist is slender, and she stands like this.

Because of the large legs, it looks like a skirt at first glance, but it is quite comfortable to move.

Fu Nanyao clapped his hands: "Not bad, my craftsmanship is really good." ”

Fu Beimo also clapped his hands: "That's my sister-in-law, she looks good in whatever she wears." ”

Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi: "Husband, can I take a horse step with these pants?" ”

Fu Ciyi bowed slightly: "Probably yes." ”

In fact, early in the morning, he saw that her clothes were tight and not suitable for practice, and at this moment, he thought that the skirt was even more unsuitable for Zamabu.

Yan Funing raised her hand to invite: "Go to the courtyard to Zamabu, and ask the master for advice!" ”

She's going to make up for what she didn't practice this morning.

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

Fu Beimo went out of the stove room first and set up a posture at the door of the hall.

Fu Nanmiao's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he didn't like to practice martial arts, so he stayed in the stove to wash rice and vegetables.

Fu Ciyi walked to the courtyard, raised his hand a foot away from Fu Beimo, and motioned for Yan Funing to stand there.

Yan Fu obediently stood up at the place he designated.

Fu Ciyi said lightly: "With your feet open, slightly wider than your shoulders, bend your knees and squat." ”

Yan Funing did as he said.

Fu Ciyi said again: "Look straight ahead, palms inward. ”

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

However, I wanted to learn kung fu by myself, and I had to insist on it no matter what, so I gritted my teeth.

Fu Ciyi looked at Fu Beimo's posture, bowed his head with relief, and frowned slightly when he walked up to Yan Funing.

The girl in front of her kept shaking her legs, but she still insisted, teaching him not to bear to expose it.

But her posture was a little wrong, so she walked up to her side and gently touched her back with her fingers: "Keep your body upright, so it saves a lot of effort." ”

Hearing this, Yan Fu straightened her back.

As she moved, she became more and more slender, and she didn't hold it.

After all, the new pants are different from the skirts, and the fabric is more conforming to the curves of the body.

Fu Ciyi looked away quietly, but the appearance of the waist being the waist and the buttocks being the buttocks was seared into his mind.

He walked up to her, and his gaze fell on her erect breasts again.

Can't teach!

I can't teach it!

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

Then he walked quickly to Fu Beimo and said coldly: "Raise your arms and keep your legs steady, do you still want to teach people in this posture?" ”

Fu Beimo was slightly dissatisfied, so he patted it with a stick.

Although it didn't hurt, the elder brother looked serious, and when the stick was patted down, Fu Beimo began to break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't know when his brother would actually fight.

If it really hits, it hurts!

Yan Fu Ning saw that Fu Beimo was reprimanded by someone for her excellent steps, and she was about to be beaten in such a situation, so she bit her lower lip desperately.

Fu Beimo didn't know why his brother was like this, and complained in a low voice: "Brother, haven't I practiced well?" ”

"Well practiced?" Fu Ciyi took two empty buckets from the stove and asked Fu Beimo to carry them left and right, "Complain again, add water to the bucket." ”

Fu Beimo had no choice but to obediently pick up the bucket, and after a while, he began to exhale with a snort.

At this moment, Wan Niang groped out of the east wing, heard the movement, and asked, "What is Beimo doing with a snort?" ”

Fu Beimo seemed to see a savior: "Mother, my brother bullied me for no reason, not only bullied me, but also bullied my sister-in-law." The two of us are doing a good job, and my brother is not satisfied. ”

Yan Funing couldn't hold on anymore, and discussed with Fu Ciyi: "Can I practice again before going to bed?" ”

She was so tired that she wanted to lie down. (End of chapter)