novelraw Chapter 130: Treat her well
Chapter 130: Treat her well
Chapter 130 Treat her well
Yan Fu Ning declined: "You don't have to take care of me like this."
Fu Ciyi pulled over the chair and sat down beside the bed: "Let's talk."
She shook her head, "I don't want to talk."
She picked up the bowl and took a sip: "Thank you for buying me brown sugar and cooking **** water for me."
Fu Ciyi clenched his fists and said nonsense: "You deliberately kept a distance from me, and even Bei Mo saw it, and his mother could not see it. Now we are husband and wife after all, and when we get along like this, our family will be suspicious."
Yan Funing recalled his behavior over the past few days and indeed kept a considerable distance from him.
"Then what degree should we get along in the future?"
She didn't want her mother-in-law to be sad with Bei Mo.
She can ignore many things, but she knows in her heart that in this family, Wan Niang gave her mother-like warmth, and Bei Mo treats her sincerely.
Fu Ciyi: "It's just like before, you don't have to deliberately keep your distance from me."
She looked up at him, her watery eyes staring at him, just not saying anything.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi really wanted to slap himself a few times.
What was wrong that night, and it was said that it was reserved or not.
In fact, she touched his shoulder that night, afraid that things would not be able to control herself if they continued.
But unexpectedly, the momentum is so great.
He stood up and put the chair back next to the desk: "You have a rest."
After saying that, he left the house.
Fu Beimo and Ali are still in the field.
The weather is getting warmer and weeds are growing. Every now and then, we need to be weeded.
Fu Ciyi had no choice but to call Fu Nanyao to bring the fire. He cooked rice, took a cabbage, and prepared to steam it.
It is easy to cut cabbage, and it will be done after a few cuts.
Just as he was cutting bacon, he thought that the chat just now had no result, and the kitchen knife tilted and cut it into his hand.
He hurriedly put down the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife and the cutting board made a rapid sound.
Fu Nanyao, who was burning the fire, heard something wrong with the sound and asked with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's a little broken."
Fu Nanyao stood up to check it. When he saw what he saw, the blood had wrapped his brother's index finger and was dripping to the ground.
She hurriedly dragged her lame legs to find Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, my brother has cut it."
Previously, Bei Mo's arm was also treated by his sister-in-law, who has experience in treating the wound. Furthermore, she wanted to bring her brother and sister-in-law closer.
Before he could reach his footsteps, an anxious voice first came into the west wing.
Yan Funing took the clean cloth strip and went to the stove: "How could it be cut into the fingers? Is it serious?"
Fu Ciyi was washing his hands with cold water: "It's nothing serious, I just accidentally cut it."
She walked up to him, grabbed his hand, wiped the moisture with a clean cotton towel, and took a strip of cloth to wrap it around his fingers.
Fu Nanyao's legs were lame, and his speed was not as fast as Yan Funing.
She saw her brother and sister-in-law in the kitchen and didn't go in with a sensible feeling.
The mother who happened to be sitting in the main hall called her: "Nan Yao, why did your brother get the cut?"
She went to her mother.
In the stove, Fu Ciyi said, "A little injury is not necessary."
He just cut a small hole on the side of his index finger with his left hand, and he was a man, so it would be okay to leave some scars.
Yan Funing insisted on helping him wrap it up: "What a pity that my beautiful hand has a scar."
She looked at the scar on the palm of her right hand. The scar was already very faint, but it was still there.
She is a hand control, and her own hands are beautiful, but she has scars on her palms, which makes her feel uncomfortable.
This discomfort made her scarred her hands that couldn't see others' good-looking.
Fu Ciyi also saw her scar.
He couldn't help but grab her hand, and gently stroked her fingertips along the scar along the palm of her hand: "It will be removed."
The voice is gentle and nice.
The touching made Yan Funin's palm itchy and he couldn't help but want to retract his hand. Although they are not real couples, they are always nominal couples, and they are inevitably inseparable from hand-to-hand contact when they get along with each other in daily life.
Regardless of whether he said he was reserved or not, she just thought he was a pedantic and conceited person, and she would do her best.
But he shouldn't have touched her palms like this.
However, his injured hand held her wrist, making her dare not struggle hard, so she had to rush him: "I'll cut the remaining bacon, you go and write, and call Nanyao to burn the fire."
Fu Ciyi said in a gentle voice: "But you have abdominal pain."
She bandaged him, and suddenly felt that the fingers were worth the cut.
"I drank brown sugar **** water, it's much better." She took her chin and pointed at the bacon, "Cut it and steam it on the plate, and I'll go back to the room."
Only then did Fu Ciyi let go of her hand and call Fu Nanyao to burn the fire.
When Yan Funing returned to her room to rest, Fu Ciyi was already writing quickly.
After passing the scene in the kitchen, the two of them were in the room at this moment, still silent.
This state lasted until early the next morning.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Fu Ciyi said to her and went to the village school.
In the afternoon, Li Xinheng came.
"Girl, I want to go into the mountains with you to dig medicinal materials."
He has a loud voice.
Fu Nanyao stopped him: "Brother Li, my sister-in-law is not feeling well. She will probably enter the mountain in a few days."
Yan Funing opened the door of the west wing and said, "It will take a few days to go. Brother Li, last time I saw your mother drying vegetables on the bamboo plaque. Who sells those bamboo plaques in the village?"
Li Xinheng: "Miss? "
"Well, I want to buy some bamboo plaques to dry the medicinal materials."
Li Xinheng scratched his head: "Those bamboo plaques were made by me."
Fu Nanyao was surprised and said, "Brother Li has this skill?"
Li Xinheng smiled embarrassedly: "I learned it since I was a child. It's not convenient for a girl to go to the mountains these days, so I will help to make some bamboo plaques."
There was no bamboo at home, so Yan Funing called Fu Beimo and Ali: "You go to the bamboo forest to cut some bamboo."
The two teenagers responded.
Li Xinheng said: "I will go with you. I know what kind of bamboo I want to use."
Yan Funin nodded: "Okay, please trouble Brother Li."
"No trouble." Li Xinheng waved his hand and took the two teenagers away.
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In the evening, the mountains reflected the setting sun, and Fu Ciyi returned from teaching.
While Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao were in the kitchen, he went back to the room to get the wooden box and went to the east wing.
"Mom, please help me give the pearl hairpin to Yan Funing."
He sat down on the stool and placed the box on his mother's hand.
Wan Niang groped and opened the box, then touched Zhuchai's head: "Why don't you give it to yourself?"
Fu Ciyi said frankly: "I'm afraid to give it to her, she will give it to Nan Yao."
He was actually afraid that she would not accept the beads he gave.
It’s quite difficult to give a mirror, not to mention that you only bought one pearl hairpin.
Furthermore, my sister does not lack jewelry to wear.
When Yan Funing was driven out, she was only allowed to take away a few pieces of clothes, and there was no jewelry at all.
After a slight pause, he said again, "Mom, just say you gave her, so she will be willing to wear it."
Wan Niang couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong with you?"
Fu Ciyi didn't hide it from her: "She was angry when my son said a few words to her."
Wan Niang raised her hand and touched Fu Ciyi's head, pointing hard at his forehead: "You, what should I say? I was surprised a few days ago, why are you talking less? "
The eldest son was already talking little, so she didn't think much about it.
Fu Ciyi didn't expect that his mother would actually notice it.
Wan Niang sighed, "Son, you can have some snacks, treat her very well!"
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