Yan Fu was stunned, and her face was forced to tilt slightly, touching his line of sight.

The fingers pinching her chin were slightly cool, just like his eyes at the moment, as cold as water.

But it's rare for him to do so.

Could it be that you are interested in her?

After all, she's pretty good-looking.

Yin Hong's delicate lips pursed unconsciously, and she secretly thought that she was shouting loudly, and Caiyu would come to the rescue. There is also Li Xinheng, and this guy in front of him should not do anything.

After all, he is a man of excellent face.

Fu Ciyi's cold eyes became deep, and his gaze fell on her lips steadily.

The girl's lips in front of him were not dotted, and her stunned appearance attracted his fingertips to exert force.

With just such a force, her lips opened slightly.

seems to be an excellent bully, and the appearance of being picked by others makes his throat and eyes tense inexplicably.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

"Childe girl, I'm home."

Li Xinheng's loud voice sounded outside the car.

"Wait a moment." Fu Ciyi came back to his senses and said a word to the outside world.

Caiyu was inconvenient to push the door directly into the trunk, so she waited patiently outside the car door, and her ears were always pricked up.

The carriage was fast, and it was only a few moments before the village entrance arrived home, and the aunt and the young lady had not finished whispering.

In the car, Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "How can there be ink marks on his face?" ”

The thumb slowly wiped the ink from her cheek.

Yan Fu's drumming heartbeat gradually calmed down, and she tilted her head slightly to avoid his thumb.

He's definitely sick!

She had ink marks on her face, and she said okay, do you want to scare her like this?

"Today, I signed an agreement with the boss of the cloth village, and I also drew the pattern of my dress for him.

Fu Ciyi bowed his head, the expression on his face had returned to his previous coldness, and he got up and walked up: "So it's been a long time since I returned?" ”

There was no fluctuation in the tone, as if asking casually.

The next moment, I opened the car door and went out.

Caiyu, who bowed down and listened carefully outside the door, was frightened.

She hurriedly straightened up and smiled flatteringly: "Uncle, I'll move the cloth." ”

Yan Funing followed and got out of the car, trotted a few steps to catch up with Fu Ciyi's footsteps, and counted today's events with her fingers.

"I went to the mysterious mansion first and sold all the medicinal materials I dug up before; Then I went to Tong Cheng's blacksmith shop and took my customized tools; I also bought fabrics, the weather is warm, and the family has increased, so everyone should make some clothes. After buying the fabric, the owner of the cloth village asked me about the skirt on my body, and after coming and going, I wanted to make more money, so I signed an agreement with someone. ”

The two entered the West Wing.

Yan Funing gave him the agreement.

Fu Ciyi glanced at it: "The wording is rigorous, no problem." ”

The handwriting is getting better and better, and there is a bit of his true biography.

Returning the agreement to her, he quietly put the hand that had pinched her chin behind his back.

There was still a slippery touch on his fingertips, and the slightly open red lips flashed in his mind, teaching him to have a twinkle in his eyes.

Lowering his eyes to hide the unclear emotion in his eyes, he sat down and picked up the book.

It's good for people to come back, and he can continue to study.

At this time, Caiyu carried a few pieces of cloth into the west wing alone.

Li Xinheng carried the empty back basket into the firewood room, and said in pieces: "Caiyu has great strength, every time she competes with me, what is it that I am a big man who only takes an empty back basket?" ”

Caiyu walked out of the West Wing: "Uncle Li is old, and I should help him." ”

"I'm mad if you call me uncle again."

"Ahh

Li Xinheng choked, and said to Fu Ciyi through the window: "Son, listen, what did Caiyu say?" ”

Fu Ciyi turned the page and raised his eyes with a confused expression.

Yan Funing smiled: "These two people have been arguing several times today, don't pay attention to them, and read the book obediently." ”

Reading a book obediently?

Fu Ciyi's cold eyes glared at Yan Funing.

Yan Funing couldn't help but shrink her neck and explained softly: "Uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I used inappropriate words." ”

hurriedly walked out of the west wing, raised his index finger, and motioned to the two bickering people to tap their voices.

"Is my sister-in-law back? Come and help me in the stove. ”

Fu Nanyao's shout came from the stove.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Fu Ciyi's eyes as if he was going to eat her, and remembering what he said last night, Yan Fu hurriedly responded.

There has never been a moment when Fu Nanyao's sister-in-law is so pleasant and timely at this moment.

Caiyu also followed.

Li Xinheng said hello to Fu Ciyi and went back to his home.

No one saw the corners of Fu Ciyi's lips rising slightly.

——

The county seat, the Yan family.

Before lunch began, the Yan family gathered to discuss.

Uncle Yan sighed: "Our family's business is still not improving. ”

Mrs. Yan Er said angrily: "Yarou and Haobo's strange illness at night is not good, and the little hoof came back that night and there was nothing wrong." ”

Yan Yarou interjected: "Mother, my brother and I didn't go crazy that night, it was just a coincidence, what does it have to do with little hooves?" ”

Second Master Yan frowned: "I'm also thinking, our Yan family's business is done step by step, and it has nothing to do with Fu Ning." ”

The Yan family's business is booming, mainly relying on him!

He didn't believe it, a little girl has such a big fortune and can protect the Yan family's business?

Now that the Yan family's business is declining step by step, it is bad luck, and it should have nothing to do with Fu Ning.

As long as he works hard, the Yan family's business will definitely improve.

Among the people present, the most angry was Yan Haitang, who returned to her parents' home today.

"That day, in order to beg the little hoof to come back, I knelt down and begged her. Now it is good, you tell me, I am on my knees in vain. Caiyu's deed of sale and people were handed over to Little Hoof, and I asked her for a hundred taels of silver before. ”

and Fu Minghe returned all Fu Ciyi's books, and his father-in-law was very angry about it.

Mrs. Yan glanced at her mother-in-law and said to her daughter, "Your grandmother will not treat you badly. ”

Let her daughter kneel on her little hooves, it is all the mother-in-law's meaning.

At this time, it's time to make my mother-in-law feel sorry for my eldest granddaughter.

Old Madam Yan immediately spoke: "Isn't it just a hundred taels of silver?" Later, you will go back to the room with your grandmother, and your grandmother has a few new sets of noodles, which happens to be divided into a few of my own granddaughters. ”

Yan Haitang and Yan Yarou thanked happily.

Mrs. Yan took the opportunity to say again: "Haitang has been married for more than three months, if you can get pregnant earlier, wait for Minghe High School, and no one will take your name as a genuine lady at that time." The official wife of the capital is not something that everyone can deserve. ”

Yan Haitang said yes.

The Yan family is a family of businessmen, and they try their best to build a strong relationship with officialdom.

When it came to lunch, the Yan family's business and the strange illness of the women in the second house still didn't come up with a reason.

——

Baozhuang Village, in the house of Fujiatang, is happy.

Yan Funing talked about what she was busy with in the morning: "I gave the clothes on my body to the boss of the cloth village and signed an agreement, if the garment business is good, I can get a lot of commission." ”

Fu Nanyao was overjoyed when she heard this: "Really? Do you need my help sewing clothes? ”

"There are many women in the cloth owner's family, and there is no shortage of manpower." Yan Fu's voice was soft, "But you can help me think of a new style together." ”

Fu Nanyao was happy to respond. (End of chapter)