novelraw Chapter 166: Different thoughts
Chapter 166: Different thoughts
Chapter 166 Different thoughts
"I haven't sewed my own clothes a few times. Are you really relieved to ask me to sew?" Yan Funing couldn't believe it.
"Um."
She agreed, "If you don't mind my needlework, I can sew it for you."
"Don't mind."
Fu Ciyi's hand holding the pen relaxed slightly.
"I'll go cook first."
Yan Funing stepped out of the house.
Not long after, Fu Nanyao took the cut fabric and put it on the bed.
"Brother, can you and my sister-in-law..."
Fu Ciyi's eyes swept away, and Fu Nanyao immediately shut up.
"Nan Yao, my relationship with her is not what you say, we have to be." He looked solemn, "Do you understand?"
"I see."
Fu Nanyao lowered her head.
My mother is right. My brother has his own opinions, and my sister-in-law has his own opinions.
No one can affect their relationship.
But she didn't believe it anymore, and the opinions of others could have a subtle influence on the parties involved.
But she had already said too much today, so she shut up first and then left the house.
In the yard, Fu Beimo and Ali came back.
The two of them each took a bundle of vegetables, and Ali also took a carrot.
After returning to the stove, they put the vegetables in the basket, and the two teenagers went to the river to wash vegetables.
Yan Funing washed rice and cooked rice. When the two boys came back from washing the vegetables, they started cooking the vegetables in another pot.
I cooked a little late today, but the meat brought back from the restaurant was cooked, so the meal time was still early.
Everyone chatted while having a meal.
Yan Funing said, "It's March now, not far from August and autumn. My husband is in a village school all day long and has no time to do his own homework. Now I don't become a village school teacher, I think it's a good thing."
Fu Nanyao agreed: "I think it's a good thing, too." He immediately sighed that the world was getting worse, "Yi Lizheng also wanted to use the power in his hands to suppress others."
Wanniang: "Li Zheng also studied when he was young. He couldn't get into a scholar. He had some skills at home, so he got the right one."
Ali: "The young master is not allowed to be a teacher in the village school. Wouldn't the children have no teachers?"
Fu Nanyao: "Didn't you hear it? He just came and said that the old master's legs and feet had recovered."
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and said, "A few days ago, the father and daughter came to the village school. He probably thought about threatening the position of Master that day."
The tone is faint.
Yan Funing remembered that it was the day when he delivered some food to someone.
He also hugged her.
It is estimated that the father and daughter are angry and embarrassed, so this is what happened today.
Thinking of this, Yan Fu raised her eyes, and her eyes collided with Fu Ciyi.
The two of them thought of the scene of embracing each other that day.
Yan Funing was still scared.
He was only hugged by him once, and the feeling of breathlessness was extremely clear at this moment.
This person cannot be easily provoked, otherwise he will be suffocated by being held and no one will save her whenever he is lifted.
Fu Ciyi's ears were slightly red.
Some time ago, I wondered how soft she was, and I knew that day.
However, the actions at that time were not supposed to be.
He was familiar with the books of sages, and he was always restrained and returned to courtesy. A gentleman was cautious in his own heart and enlightened in nature.
The two of them had different thoughts and no one in the room was aware of it.
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The next day, the weather was sunny.
Yan Funing washed her clothes and washed the bed sheets brought back from the village school.
Put the clothes and bed sheets in the wooden basin and was about to lift them up, Fu Beimo and Ali worked together to carry them away.
Yan Fu Ning smiled and followed them.
"Sister-in-law, we haven't dug medicinal materials for several days." Ali turned his head and asked her, "Will you still dig in the future?"
"Dig, dig naturally, go when you have time." When you arrive by the river, rinse your clothes and rinse your bed sheets.
Although the bed sheets are heavy, she has two teenagers who help to twist them, which saves a lot of trouble.
I waited home to dry my clothes and bed sheets, just after the hour of the year.
In the west wing, Fu Ciyi put down the wolf's hair.
At this point, all the ten blank books I picked up in the bookstore last time have been copied.
He wrapped the booklet and placed it in the corner of the table.
Yan Funing went back to the room to put the wooden basin, and happened to see the paper bag he had sorted out, so he suggested: "Let's go to the town."
"Go now?"
"Yes, I can arrive almost before noon. I will help the restaurant write the famous water cards. After writing, we will have dinner in the restaurant."
Fu Ciyi couldn't help but ask again: "Will it be bad when you go while you are in the meal?"
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Aren't I a shopkeeper? I'm going to the restaurant for a meal, right? Besides, you have to help write."
"Okay, you're right."
The two of them sorted out what they wanted to bring and left the west wing.
Yan Funing went to the main hall first: "Mom, I will go to the town with my husband. There is the meat leftover yesterday at noon, so let Nanyao cook some vegetable soup, which should be enough."
Wanniang smiled and nodded: "Okay, go."
Yan Funing instructed Fu Beimo and Ali to stay at home, went to the stove to carry the restaurant's food box, put the big sea bowl in the restaurant, and then went out with Fu Ciyi.
The couple took Li Xinheng's ox cart.
On the way, Yan Funing told Li Xinheng about Fu Ciyi's future title.
Li Xinheng shook his whip: "I heard that Li Zheng is not doing this properly. How could he coerce people like this?"
Yan Funing sighed: "Maybe it's because she loves her daughter very much."
Li Xinheng shook his head: "Then I am like Ali, so I will call my master the son in the future."
Half an hour later, the three of them arrived in the town and headed straight to Liuji Restaurant.
When the guy saw Yan Funing coming, he shouted enthusiastically: "The little shopkeeper is here."
Yan Funing looked at the counter: "Where is my uncle?"
Mr. Feng covered his lips with his hands: "The shopkeeper is training people."
"Who?" Yan Funing couldn't help but be curious.
"Who else can it be? The young owner of our restaurant."
Yan Funing chuckled and handed the food box to Mr. Feng: "Okay, let's go to the bookstore. When we come back, my uncle probably has already been trained."
Mr. Feng nodded and took the food box to the kitchen.
The couple left the restaurant, followed Li Xinheng behind, and walked all the way to the bookstore.
The three of them walked forward without any notice in the clinic behind them, and someone was looking at them from time to time.
There are many students in the bookstore at this moment, some are reading, some are writing, and many are buying books.
When the shop owner saw Fu Ciyi coming, he waved to him.
Fu Ciyi slowly walked over and put the paper bag holding the book on the counter.
The owner opened it, flipped through the imperial examination books, and then searched through the ten copies that had been copied one after another, and checked them very carefully.
Yan Funing waited for a while, raised her eyes and saw the bookshelf where medical books were placed, and then moved her steps.
Fu Ciyi gave Li Xinheng a look, and Li Xinheng understood and followed Yan Funin behind.
After a while, the owner finally finished checking the book.
He nodded repeatedly: "This is a lot of words in the imperial examination, and you still have done it very well."
As he said that, he took a silver ingot of ten taels from the counter and handed it to Fu Ciyi.
Fu Ciyi packed up the silver ingots and chose a relatively thick imperial examination book.
According to the thickness of the book he selected, the shop owner still gave ten blank books and wrapped them in kraft paper: "There are many people buying books recently. If you can complete it faster, it will be better."
Fu Ciyi nodded, took the paper bag, and went to Yan Funin's side.
"Okay?" She put the medical books she had been flipping back to the bookshelf.
"Yes." Fu Ciyi responded softly.
(End of this chapter)