novelraw Chapter 375: My wife help me
Chapter 375: My wife help me
Chapter 375: My wife helps me
Li's mother asked whispered, "Who sewed Ali's clothes?"
Li Xinheng thought for a while and said, "Miss Nanyao."
"Look at you, you're so cowardly."
Li's mother raised her arm and wanted to poke her son's forehead.
However, she gave birth to short and her son was tall and big. She couldn't reach it for a while and poked his face.
"Ali is so good at doing things, why don't you learn a little?"
"Mom, how do you think of your son?" Li Xinheng muttered.
He complained in his heart that boy Meng Li will not do anything.
At this time, Caiyu changed her clothes in the main hall.
When the Li family saw her, they grinned.
When the mother hit her son with her elbow, she said, "Tell me quickly."
When the son moved his arms, he said, "Mom, you said."
No one said the result.
Caiyu saw them staring at him: "What, is there something dirty on my face?"
Mother and son: "No, no."
Soon, several people changed their clothes and went to the fields to harvest rice.
Standing on the ridge of the field, Fu Ciyi glanced at Yan Funing worriedly and said in a low voice: "I'll cut some first, get clean straw, just sit on the straw and watch."
"My hand holding the knife is stable, don't underestimate me." Yan Funin pinched the sickle, waved it in the air a few times, and said to Caiyu and the others, "How are you?"
Fu Beimo replied: "Sister-in-law, Ali and I have made great progress in swordsmanship recently, and the little sickle is no problem."
Meng Li echoed: "Yes, although my field has been sold long ago, the rice can still be harvested."
Caiyu held the hilt of the sickle and felt very satisfied: "If you have the strength, you can do nothing."
After listening to the call, Yan Funing looked up at the handsome man beside her: "But you, can you cut rice?"
Fu Ciyi looked faint: "Don't I teach them all?"
The few people talked for a long time, and when they really went down to the fields, the action of cutting rice was really stiff.
Li's mother and Li Xinheng shook their heads repeatedly.
Li's mother couldn't help but smile: "Everyone should watch me cut it first and learn how to cooperate with the left and right hands quickly."
Fortunately, Li's mother is experienced and under her guidance, everyone's harvest progress is quite rapid.
After harvesting the rice, thresh the grains and separate the straw. Lay bamboo mats on the open space in the courtyard to dry rice. It took five days to transport the rice and straw to the town.
On the evening of the day, Yan Fu stared at the warehouse, piled up high sacks, and stretched.
"The rice harvesting work is finally finished."
Fu Ciyi said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard, I have to say it's hard, everyone has to work hard." Yan Funing smiled, "Everyone goes back and wash it. After collecting the rice, I feel so tired."
Fu Beimo scratched his neck: "It's a piercing person."
Especially when drying rice, the dust will fly up and it will feel uncomfortable when it touches the body.
Yan Funing turned her head and saw that there were still straw piles in the courtyard: "Wait and wash, and then remove the straw stack from the firewood first. If you can't stack it, go to the horse house."
Fu Ciyi said, "I want me to tell you, let's throw these straws in the old house."
I used a carriage to carry straw, so I ran several times.
Yan Funin glanced at him and bent down to carry the straw: "We planted it ourselves, and this kind of straw cooking is so delicious."
Fu Ciyi didn't respond, and took the two bundles of straw she was carrying, and they were all together. He carried two bundles of straw with his other hand and left.
"Hey, what do you think of what you take in my hand?" she shouted at his back.
"Don't be busy, go back and wash first."
Fu Ciyi didn't look back and said what he said floated over.
Fu Beimo, Li Xinheng, Meng Li and Caiyu also advised her: "We'll do it."
Yan Funing clapped her hands and said, "Okay, you guys go and wash after you finish your work."
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When the night is thick, the Fu family has dinner.
"Everyone has worked hard these days, especially Fu Ning." When Wan Niang spoke, she stretched out her hand at Yan Fu Ning, "The hands should be rough, right?" Yan Fu Ning put down the bowls and chopsticks and put her hand on her mother-in-law's hand: "Mom, Mom," , OK, I will apply balm every day when I come back. Besides, my husband won’t let me do too much work.”
Wanniang touched her daughter-in-law's hand and felt as tender as before, so she felt relieved.
Suddenly, he touched a few small wounds and frowned again: "Look, I still hurt."
"It's scratched by straw, it'll be better in a few days." Yan Funing said, "The rice harvest is good. In the future, winter wheat will not be planted in the fields. All vegetables will be planted. The scattering of seeds will not hurt your hands."
Fu Ciyi is going to Beijing to take the exam, and they will all go to Beijing by then.
If they plant winter wheat, they will be in the capital by harvest, and time will not allow it.
Wan Niang nodded: "I will listen to you."
Fu Beimo pouted: "Mom, my hands are really rough, you touch them."
He reached out and was slapped away by Wan Niang.
"You are a man, it's okay to be rough."
"What if my future wife doesn't like me roughness?" Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing with a smile, "Sister-in-law, lend me your balm."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Okay, I'll give it to you after the meal."
"Sister-in-law is so nice."
After dinner, Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi returned to the room, and Fu Beimo followed him happily.
Yan Funing entered the bedroom in the inner room, and Fu Ciyi entered the study.
Fu Beimo was waiting obediently in the outer room, and then leaned his head to look into the bedroom, then stretched his neck to look into the study.
Yan Funing took out a small jar of scented ointment.
"Bei Mo, for you."
Fu Beimo took it and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll just apply it a little."
"This can is brand new. I haven't used it yet. You can use it. It's cold and you can apply it on your face."
"Then I am Xiangxiang's Beimo."
"Yes, Beimo is the most fragrant." Yan Funing smiled, "Remember to wash your hands and wipe them dry."
Fu Beimo nodded and sat at the table: "Sister-in-law, I want to have an acupuncture in my head."
"Look at me, I've been busy with farm work these days, and I've forgotten."
After saying that, he went into the room again and took out the silver needle.
Fu Ciyi was reading books quietly in the study.
When Yan Fu was tying the silver needle, the boy kept chattering.
She raised a finger and said, "Your brother is working hard, let's speak quietly."
Fu Beimo nodded and whispered, "I understand, sister-in-law." He immediately raised his voice, "Brother, am I so quiet enough just now?"
Fu Ciyi pressed his forehead and ignored it.
A quarter of an hour later, Yan Funing held the needle.
Fu Beimo then pinched the ointment and went back happily.
After packing up the silver needle, Yan Funen wrapped it up carefully. As soon as she buckled it, she suddenly felt a shadow crawling in front of her.
I looked up and saw that it was someone who was just reading a book.
"Hey, are you walking silently?"
Fu Ciyi stretched out his hands: "My hands also need balm."
Yan Funing glanced at him: "I only bought two small cans of balm, one for Beimo, and another one for me to use."
The balm was bought together when she bought rouge and water powder. She called him to smell the fragrance, but he reluctantly said it was successful, obviously despised.
"You and I are husband and wife, it's okay to use a can. After using it, I'll go with you to buy it."
Yan Funing pointed at her mouth: "Just on the dressing table, a small white and flat jar, you can take it yourself."
"Madam helps me wipe it."
He has never wiped out this kind of trick thing before.
(End of this chapter)