After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official

Chapter 180: Blushing face and red ears



Chapter 180: Blushing face and red ears

Chapter 180 Blushing

Soon, Wanniang was supported by her youngest son and Ali to go back.

The three of them walked in front, and Li Xinheng caught up with him in the back.

"Aunt Wan Niang." Li Xinheng called out and asked with concern, "What's wrong with her girl?"

Wanniang frowned and said, "I was hurt, but it made me feel very distressed." After a pause, she asked solemnly, "Xinheng, did you borrow your ox cart from the Hu family?"

Li Xinheng said anxiously: "Aunt, how could I lend the ox cart to the Hu family? Isn't this helping the Hu family to tie up the girl?"

"Where did the ox cart that Hu Xingwang drove come from?" Wan Niang couldn't help but wonder.

Li Xinheng: "It's from Li Zheng's family. Only my family and Li Zheng's family have cattle in our village."

Upon hearing this, Wan Niang felt a scheming in her heart, and she was colluding with the Hu family.

Seeing the sky getting darker, Yan Fu caressed her legs and feet wrapped in a cold cotton towel: "I still want to make crispy ribs for everyone to try."

As he spoke, he struggled.

Fu Ciyi held it down.

"Nan Yao, go and cook." He ordered his sister to take care of Yan Funing in the room.

"Okay, I can't cook pork ribs, so I'll just steam the dishes." Fu Nanyao responded and limped to the stove.

At this time, Wan Niang came back.

She went to the west wing and touched Yan Funing's little face. She felt that she was in a good condition and felt relieved.

Li Xinheng stood at the door: "Girl, how are your legs and feet?"

Yan Funing didn't hide it from him: "I guess I'll have to take a rest for a while."

"Where are girls going to go in the future, they will have to call someone to follow you." Li Xinheng clenched his fists.

Fu Ciyi walked over and patted his shoulder.

After the two went to the yard and said a few words, Li Xinheng returned home.

The night is full of lights and the lights are on.

Fu Nanyao called everyone to have a meal.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing on the bed said, "I will help you bring the food."

Yan Funing sat up on the bed with both hands: "I still have one leg that can be used for force, so I jumped over."

As he said that, he started dressing.

Fu Ciyi waited quietly for her to put on her clothes, and immediately pulled the person out of the house before her uninjured foot.

Yan Funing stared in shock and said, "You help me go, don't hug me like this."

Strangely, it's uncomfortable.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and glanced at her without saying a word.

Fortunately, the family members hugged her like this and did not react abnormally.

Yan Funing didn't think much about it and let him put himself on the chair.

Fu Beimo pointed to the shoulder pole in the corner of the house and began to talk about how powerful his brother was when he waved the shoulder pole.

Only then did Yan Funing realize that Fu Ciyi had broken Hu Dahai's leg.

Ali told the news he had inquired: "His family hired a doctor and had bones collected. It will be a little quiet in the past few months."

"I deserve it!" Fu Nanyao said angrily, and then asked, "Did sister-in-law push Hu Ajing down the river?"

Yan Funing was frank: "I pushed it, she grabbed my face."

Fu Nanyao and Fu Beimo said in unison: "It's time to push!"

Wanniang spoke out: "Eat, eat all the food." She groped and picked up food for Yan Funin, "Son, eat more, eat more if you are injured!"

"Well, thank you mother!" Yan Funing nodded.

It's late at night.

Before going to bed, Yan Funing wanted to take a shower.

But her legs and feet are like this, and she is afraid she can't handle the water anymore, so she hesitated and said, "I didn't wash last night, I want to wash it well today. Fu Ciyi, can you help me with some water?"

Fu Ciyi didn't say anything, and directly picked up the wooden basin and left the house. He came back soon and brought a basin of water.

"The popularity is pretty good, you can try it."

He helped her out of the curtain, and pulled a chair next to the curtain, with clean clothes on the chair.

Yan Funing bent down and reached out to test the water temperature: "Thank you, the temperature is just right."

Fu Ciyi nodded lightly, took his clothes and went to wash.

When he came back from washing in the compartment, there was still a sound of water in the west wing.

He waited at the door.

When the sound of water disappeared, he knocked on the door.

Yan Funing heard the sound and put on her clothes neatly, then she shouted to the outside world: "I'm fine."

Fu Ciyi pushed the door and put the clothes he had changed aside, lifted the curtain and carried the person to the bed.

Just as he was about to put it on the bed, Yan Funing grabbed his arm.

"Huh?" His eyebrows moved slightly. What does this mean?

Yan Funing's little face crawled with a thin layer of redness, and she pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I want to go there, can you help me?"

Fu Ciyi's ears turned red immediately, and he said hoarsely, "Okay."

After a slight pause, he asked, "Do you want to carry it?"

Yan Funing's head shook like a rattle: "No, just support me."

Fu Ciyi clenched his fist and helped her over.

When he arrived at the door of the cottage, Yan Funing said that he had to go in by himself: "I just jump."

"Really possible?"

"Um."

He then let go.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Yan Funing closed the door and jumped in with one foot.

He was waiting at the door.

When she came out, the door was pushed open and he found him standing at the door.

"You, you shouldn't have been waiting here all the time, right?"

"Yes." The man lowered his eyes, his ears slightly red, "I'm afraid you'll fall inside."

Yan Funin was so embarrassed that she wanted to "dead".

It is said that a martial arts practitioner is better than ordinary people, so didn’t he hear something?

Fu Ciyi lifted his eyelids, moved his arm under her nose, and asked her to support her.

Yan Funing clamped his arms with both hands and grabbed them tightly.

It’s not because I’m afraid of falling, but because I’m really embarrassed just now.

To alleviate her embarrassment, he said, "You owe me a purse." He glanced at her red face, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, "You touched me last night."

Yan Funing wanted to cheat: "I don't have it, do you have any evidence?"

Fu Ciyi's voice was full of interest: "Are you sure you want evidence?"

"You're giving evidence."

The soft and soft voice in the past has been filled with a lot of joy now.

She doesn't believe it, will he have evidence?

They were the ones who shared the same bed last night, and there was no one else. Where did he get the evidence?

The two returned to the west wing.

Fu Ciyi helped the person on the bed and then pointed to his neck.

Yan Funing blinked: "Okay, Fu Ciyi, are you blaming me for being upset?"

"Otherwise? Who is not enough to hold my arms while sleeping, and is more and more eager to hold my neck?"

The man chuckled lightly, and his laughter was pleasant.

Yan Funing was about to cry without tears: "My feet hurt."

How could she hug his neck?

When you think about the sleeping position, you will be as ambiguity as you want.

The future sinister and powerful minister, she was desperate and dared to hug his neck.

Fu Ciyi glanced at her injured legs and feet, and asked leisurely: "Do you need to use your feet to make a purse?"

Yan Funing replied in a low voice: "No."

"You owe me a purse, just say when will you give it?"

"Please help me take out the cloth bag in the drawer."

Fu Ciyi did as he responded.

Yan Funing took the cloth bag and picked out a piece of silk from it.

"The cloth shop owner is really there are several pieces of silk." She showed him the one she picked out, "Make it with this color, okay?"

Seeing her white and tender fingers pinching a piece of black satin, Fu Ciyi nodded with a smile: "Okay."

He has always liked the black color, but she still remembered it.

But I couldn't help asking, "Are you really willing to make me a purse?"

"I have picked all the fabrics, so how can there be fake ones?"

Yan Funnung lowered her eyebrows and eyes, thinking about what color to match her.

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