Yan Fu said softly: "Don't be reluctant to eat, our family will often buy it in the future, and your share is indispensable." ”

When Ali heard this, tears welled down his eyes.

Fu Nanyao saw it and shouted: "Don't cry, you are a man, men don't flick when they have tears." ”

Ali quickly wiped away his tears: "I'm happy." ”

"There's nothing wrong with crying, release emotions and stress." Yan Funing gave Fu Nanyao two more, "This is for my mother, let my mother taste it too." ”

"Okay." Fu Nan should go down.

Several people left the stove one after another, and Yan Funing took a few walnuts and went back to the west wing.

In the room, Fu Ciyi was quietly writing calligraphy.

She put the walnut on the end of the bookcase, took a pen and paper, and began to write. First, copy the ten traditional Chinese characters that I learned yesterday a few times, and then practice horizontally.

I consciously wrote the horizontal for many days, and it was already very outstanding, so I asked softly: "Fu Ciyi, can I practice vertically?" ”

It's rare that he didn't embarrass her, and nodded: "Yes." ”

"Then how do I put pen to paper?"

Fu Ciyi was about to finish copying the book in his hand, so he didn't have much patience to teach her.

stood up directly, grabbed her hand holding the pen, and wrote a vertical on the paper with her hand.

"Will it be?"

"That's it?"

Yan Fu thought carefully about the hand he had just grabbed her, and quickly wrote a penny. She didn't react, and finished writing vertically.

How to put down the pen and put the pen away, she didn't remember it at all.

Fu Ciyi sat back on the chair and said lightly: "Practice by yourself." ”

"Practice by yourself, practice by yourself." Yan Funing muttered, and wrote a lot of vertical according to her own understanding.

When I looked at it, I found that I had written more than 100 times, and none of them could compare with his pen.

Competitiveness is born.

Since he didn't have time to teach, she stood aside and studied how he could write.

Finally, Fu Ciyi finished copying a copy.

The moment he closed the book, he realized that she had been standing beside him for a long time: "You ......"

"If you don't write vertically, I'll see how you write."

Yan Funing sat back on the round stool and picked up the pen to practice again.

Unlike Fang Cai, every stroke she wrote at the moment was just right.

Fu Ciyi couldn't help but bow: "It's well written." ”

After receiving the affirmation, Yan Fu raised her eyes to look at him: "I'm writing an apostrophe now, you can help me take a look, is that the case?" ”

When the words fell, I wrote an "eight".

Fu Ciyi got up and took a closer look, and bowed his head again: "That's indeed the case." ”

I have to admit that she is the smartest person he has ever taught!

"You can't rush your handwriting, you have to practice it every day." He added, "It's late at night, so wash and sleep." ”

Yan Funing looked up at him and blinked her beautiful eyes: "Fu Ciyi, I have made progress in writing, will you give a reward?" ”

At the moment she was sitting and he was standing.

Fu Ciyi's eyes naturally drooped, and what fell was her delicate lips.

Delicate and gorgeous, it seems to hook people and kiss the fragrance.

Not only that, but her beautiful hibiscus face also has a beautiful smile, ice muscles and jade bones, under the light of candlelight, a layer of soft light, coquettish.

He restrained his eyes, pursed his thin lips slightly, rolled his Adam's apple lightly, and slowly adjusted his cuffs, holding a noble and luxurious look.

"Dare to ask the master for a reward?"

The voice of the exit is like a cold spring stone in the hollow valley.

"If you don't, you won't." Yan Funing grabbed the walnut and put it on the table where he was writing, "This is my reward for you." ”

Fu Ciyi didn't eat, but went to wash.

When he had washed and returned to the room, he found her standing in the room, looking at the beams of the room where the curtain had been hung earlier.

Yan Funing wanted to scrub her body, but she made a difficulty.

The curtain was only washed today, and she was still drying outside, but she was a person who washed her body in a wooden basin every day.

If you don't wash for a day, you won't sleep well.

There were windows in the front and back of the west wing, and if there were no curtains around her, she was embarrassed to wash them in the corner of the room.

Fu Ciyi realized that this was her time to wash.

Usually when it was time for her to wash, if he was in the room, he would usually take the initiative to go out.

Tonight is no exception.

Just as he stepped out of the threshold, Yan Funing called out to him.

"Fu Ciyi, I'm ......"

He turned back: "What? ”

She pointed to a corner of the room: "There are no curtains left." ”

Fu Ciyi coughed lightly: "The window is covered with paper, so I can't see it." ”

Yan Fu's eyebrows tightened: "But ......"

But when you look outside, you can still see the outline.

As if to see her concerns, he stepped into the threshold, took two of his robes, and hung them on the window, one in front of the other.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Yan Funing sincerely thanked her, "Thank you!" ”

He said "um", quickly went out of the house, turned his back to her, and said, "I'm just outside the door, you latch the door, and wash it with confidence, there will probably be no wolves." ”

"Okay." Yan Fu breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to cover the door, and went up to the latch.

Soon, the sound of water came from the house.

Bang bang.

Those who practice martial arts have better ear power than ordinary people.

Fu Ciyi stood quietly with one hand behind his back.

The sky above his head is like a cover, the sound of water behind him is murmuring, and the breeze is gentle in his ears.

The appearance of her lying on the bed reappeared in her mind, the posture of the horse when she walked, and the slightly open red lips when she was about to be rewarded......

How can it be lingered.

Even the sound of water sliding through the skin in the room became clearer and clearer, and there was a deafening tendency.

He was stunned!

A gentleman should be self-denying and restrained!

He closed his eyes and recited these words silently, and then he suppressed the demon in his heart.

——

The next morning, before the meal arrived, Fu Beimo came to Yan Funing and asked, "Sister-in-law, what are you eating today?" ”

"You go and pluck a cabbage in the field."

"Okay."

Fu Beimo ran away with a smoke.

Yan Funing went to the stove, took a strip of pork belly, cut half of it and chopped it into minced meat.

Add minced meat with wine, soy sauce and salt, and stir well.

Not long after, Fu Beimo returned with a cabbage.

Yan Funing washed the Chinese cabbage, broke off the leaves one by one, and scalded them in the water.

Then a piece of vegetable leaf is wrapped in a spoonful of minced meat, neatly stacked on a plate, and steamed on the rice rack in the pot.

"What is the name of such a novel dish?" Fu Beimo swallowed.

"Cabbage fresh meat rolls, there are vegetables and meat, delicious rice."

Fu Beimo smashed his mouth: "I want to eat one more bowl of rice at noon." ”

"Okay."

Yan Funing cut the remaining cabbage into sections and fried spicy cabbage, and the simple two dishes were made at noon.

The meal was packed into the food box, and the walnuts that Fu Ciyi didn't eat yesterday were also put into the food box.

Yan Funing saw that Ali didn't come over today, so she asked Fu Beimo to send him to the village school alone.

"You're going to deliver it alone, no problem, right?"

Fu Beimo patted his chest: "No problem." ”

Immediately carried the food box out of the house.

When Fu Beimo arrived at the village school, he happened to be out of class.

He happily carried the food box to the podium and said to his brother: "Brother, my sister-in-law specially made cabbage fresh meat rolls for me, and I will try them for you." ”

Fu Ciyi was stunned when he heard this: "She did it for you?" ”

"yes." Fu Beimo raised his eyebrows, "If it weren't for the delicious food I wanted to eat, you might have to eat last night's leftovers." (End of chapter)