Chapter 63 Make fish for her The three of them went home with five fish.
Fu Nanyao was sitting in the main room, holding her chin and looking at the fence gate.
Seeing them coming back, he happily said to his mother: "Brother, they are back, and Beimo is still carrying fish in his hands."
Wan Niang pressed her eyes, nodded and said with a smile, "Okay." She immediately reminded her daughter, "What do you want to say to your sister-in-law? Go and talk."
Fu Nanyao bit her inner lip, took a deep breath, and left the hall.
Yan Funing was startled, she didn't know what kind of monster Fu Nanyao was trying to be.
He was staring straight at her now, as if there was something dirty on her face.
Fu Nanyao walked up to Yan Funing and said, "Let me tell you, I am willing to teach you how to make clothes."
"Really?" Yan Funing was surprised.
In the morning, she told her about the two-year separation. I don't know which words touched her and made her agree.
Fu Nanyao lowered her eyes and said softly: "Well, I will measure your size and help you cut the clothes. You start with sewing. If you cut as soon as you get started, the fabric will be useless if you are not careful."
This statement makes sense.
Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, you help me cut it and I'll sew it myself."
It will take a few stitches but it will still work.
Although the skin was sewn in the past.
The truth is, just draw inferences from one instance.
Fu Nanyao said again: "Then you go to my room."
Yan Funing said: "I'll get the cloth. What color do you like?"
Fu Nanyao: "I like the lotus root starch one."
Yan Funing: "Okay, I'll give you the lotus root powder one, and I'll make the aqua one."
Fu Nanyao glanced at her secretly and whispered: "Actually, how many pieces can be made from one piece of cloth? It depends on the size of the clothes, the size of the sleeves and the hem of the skirt."
Seeing that his sister rarely quarreled with her, Fu Ciyi took his younger brother to the kitchen to deal with the crucian carp.
Yan Funing went back to the west wing, hugged two pieces of cloth, and went to the east wing.
The dimensions were quickly measured. Fu Nanyao used a ruler to draw lines on the fabric with marking powder.
Yan Funing saw how effortlessly she made clothes, and couldn't help but praise: "It's great to be able to make clothes by yourself, so you can wear all kinds of beautiful clothes."
It was rare to be praised by her, Fu Nanyao pursed her lips, and her ears turned red unconsciously.
Yan Funing added: "I have an idea. The hem of the skirt should be made of a different color. One piece of lotus root pink and one piece of aqua green are made into eighteen pleats. When you move like this, the colors on the sides will be faintly highlighted. Standing still If it doesn’t move, it will look different.”
Fu Nanyao had to admit that this person was not only beautiful, but also had a very bright mind.
"It's just that if lotus root powder is mixed with aqua, will it look good?"
"Try putting the two colors together and see if you can figure it out?"
Yan Funing pulled out two pieces of cloth each and put them together to show her.
It's surprisingly good-looking.
Fu Nanyao became happy and said, "Just do as you say."
I thought that no matter how good-looking the muslin clothes were, they would not look any better.
Now that she said it, she felt it was okay to wear muslin.
Yan Funing thought for a while and then said: "I originally planned that the two colors of indigo and ultramarine were for your brother, but now that I think about it, those two colors can also be added to the skirt. Along with aqua, of course, there can't be too many colors, just Just put two colors together and it’s done.”
Fu Nanyao stopped his movements: "Then which two colors do you want?"
Yan Funing said: "Make aquatic green clothes, then make a skirt, and add ultramarine as a secondary color to the skirt."
Fu Nanyao nodded: "It looks good, then go and get the ultramarine color."
Yan Funing agreed: "I'll go get it now."
She came back quickly, took the remaining three pieces of cloth, and put them on the bed.
Because the cloth was heavy, I was out of breath when I hugged it.
Seeing that she was already drawing the outline of the dress, Yan Funing couldn't help but ask: "What color have you decided on?"
"Just as you said, lotus root pink and aqua green."
"Okay." The two chatted in the room for a long time.
Until Yan Funing smelled the smell of burnt fish and stood up quickly: "I have to go take a look."
Fu Nanyao: "I'll go too."
The burnt smell suddenly came in, and those who didn't know it thought something was wrong in the kitchen.
Yan Funing trotted over to the kitchen first.
In the kitchen, Fu Beimo was lighting a fire.
Fu Ciyi is frying fish.
The fish was a black mass in the pot, which was terrible to see.
Yan Funing frowned: "What's going on?"
Fu Ciyi said softly: "It's burnt. Maybe Beimo burned too much."
Fu Beimo retorted: "Brother, didn't you tell me to be more angry?"
Only then did Fu Ciyi admit: "I wanted to turn the fish over, but it stuck to the bottom of the pot."
He wanted the whole fish to be fried beautifully. If he wanted to turn it over, the integrity of the fish body must be maintained.
Mainly because a certain woman wanted to eat it, so he wanted to make one himself.
Who would have thought that when I started turning, I only turned over my head and my body didn’t move at all? He then changed the position of the spatula, but unexpectedly the head and tail were stuck, and the middle part turned over.
But all this back and forth was due to the fish being too disobedient, which led to the current situation.
It was not convenient for him to discuss the specific details with Yan Funing, so he only asked: "Can I still eat it like this?"
Yan Funing took a deep breath and took the spatula from his hand.
At this time, Fu Nanyao also arrived limping.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized how difficult it was to eat the food her brother cooked.
If Yan Funing is no longer sister-in-law, what will she eat in the future?
She had to make an ultramarine gown for her brother, so that Yan Funing's skirt would have the color of her brother's clothes.
Once the clothes are worn, others will know that they are husband and wife.
She kept this thought in her heart.
Yan Funing looked at the fish in the pot. The burnt part was black. She scraped the meat with a spatula and there was still a lot of blood where the bones were connected.
"It's not very tasty. It has to be cooked. It's not cooked at all." She said, "Once cooked, the burnt smell will be absorbed into the fish. It tastes very bad."
Fu Ciyi said: "Then I don't want it."
Yan Funing saw that there were four fish that had been prepared in the basin on the stove.
"These four are enough to eat. Besides, there is a big pot of fried tofu and roasted pork at noon."
She opened the lid of the pot and showed it to them.
Fu Nanyao and Fu Beimo stretched their necks to take a look. Sure enough, they saw their favorite fried tofu and roasted pork, and they were both relieved.
"The gravy in the meat tofu is frozen now, it's delicious." Yan Funing took a pair of chopsticks, took out three soup bowls, and put two pieces of fried tofu in each, "You guys can eat."
Fu Beimo first went to get a pair of chopsticks, then walked away holding a soup bowl.
Fu Nanyao took a sip, took a pair of chopsticks and a soup bowl, and stood opposite Fu Beimo.
The siblings smiled at each other and ate happily.
Yan Funing was stunned when she saw Fu Ciyi staring at the dark fish in the pot.
Then he put the chopsticks and bowl into his hands: "Eat."
Fu Ciyi came back to his senses and thought that she always wanted to eat them as his brother said, so he took a piece of fried tofu and fed it to her.
Yan Funing smiled: "Give me something to eat again?"
Fu Ciyi nodded.
She opened her mouth and bit into the fried tofu, then took care of the burnt fish.
Seeing her quick movements, Fu Ciyi couldn't help but pick up the remaining fried tofu in the bowl and put it into his mouth.
(End of this chapter)
