Chapter 7 The villagers agreed one after another.
Wan Niang was in the house, but because she couldn't see, she could only fumble towards the door.
"The folks should still recognize me. Now that we have moved back, please take good care of me in the future!"
Fu Nanyao heard her mother's voice and quickly turned around to help her.
Only then did the villagers see Fu Wanniang. More than ten years had passed, and the blind daughter of the Fu family's eldest son had not changed much.
An aunt said: "It turns out to be Wan Niang. Didn't you move to the county seat?"
An uncle said: "Someone saw a carriage entering the village this morning. It turned out to be you."
Wan Niang smiled and said: "It's us. I asked the children to come and see and live in the place where their grandparents worked hard."
The aunt nodded repeatedly and praised: "What a good girl!"
Fu Beimo didn't like so many people in his yard. He walked a few steps quickly carrying firewood and shouted: "Who are you? Get out of my house quickly!"
The villagers frowned when they heard this. They lived in the same village from now on. How could anyone talk like this when they first moved here? This shows that this young man is a fool.
Fu Beimo particularly disliked the woman who was yelling just now, so he took out a piece of firewood and showed it to her with a fierce grin.
Seeing that the limelight was not right, Hu Ajing turned around and left.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I was surprised by the young man walking towards me.
In the surrounding villages, even in the town, she had never seen a better-looking man than before her.
Is her husband-in-law just here? As for the yard, she had to go home and discuss it with her parents and grandparents.
After watching the excitement, the villagers also left the yard one after another.
"Fu Wanniang is blind, as you have seen, right? Her daughter's leg is lame, and the boy picking firewood seems stupid. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a family."
"Didn't you see? The man who came in later to carry firewood was tall and handsome, and the girl who followed him had a face so tender that it could make you pinch water."
"You said you'd just leave the house in the county town alone and move to the countryside. What's wrong with that?"
"Then you have to ask the Hu family. Isn't Hu Ajing's grandma the sister of Master Fu and Fu Er?"
"Fu and his wife have been gone a few years ago. Now the Fu family in the county is in charge of the Fu family..."
All the villagers' discussions fell into Fu Ciyi's ears.
With a sullen expression, he moved the firewood into the woodshed and carried the pheasant to the stove.
Yan Funing was putting down her backpack in the kitchen. She saw someone coming in and asked, "Um, do you need my help?"
Fu Ciyi didn't look at her, and said in an indifferent voice: "No need."
After saying this, he left the pheasant with his feet tied, picked up the bucket and left the kitchen.
Not long after, Wan Niang also came to the kitchen, supported by a dragon and a phoenix.
Facing them, Yan Funing was not as reserved as she was in front of Fu Ciyi.
It's not that she wants to be cautious, but the corners of someone's eyes and brows are radiating coldness all over her body.
It's not surprising that he was like this. It was his female partner who broke off the engagement first, causing him to lose her now, naturally he doesn't look good.
After the four people chatted for a while in the kitchen, Fu Ciyi came back with two buckets of water.
Fu Beimo wanted to help his brother pour water into the water tank, but his brother stopped him.
"The water tank needs to be cleaned."
Fu Ciyi said, took a kitchen knife and started to handle the pheasant.
The clean and neat action of wiping the chicken neck made Yan Funing swallow her saliva.
His eyes moved to the buckets. The two buckets were quite large. There was quite a distance from the river to the yard. He felt calm as he walked.
In addition, the way he wiped the chicken's neck reminded her of the dream in which he stabbed her face with a dagger.
This person is not a simple scholar, and her delicate body cannot afford to offend him.
Yan Funing stopped looking at him, scooped water from the bucket, and washed two handfuls of wild oyster mushrooms.
Fu Nanyao was not idle either and walked behind the stove to light the fire.
Fu Beimo saw that a bucket was empty and volunteered: "Mom, I'll go fetch water and come back to wash the bucket."
"Be careful when going to the river." Wan Niang told him, finally agreeing to let him go.
Fu Beimo agreed, picked up the bucket and ran away.
Here, Fu Ciyi thought it was troublesome to remove the feathers, so he directly peeled off the skin. This method quickly processed the pheasant and threw it into the pot.
"Let's eat chicken and soup tonight. I'll go see if there are any hares or anything like that tomorrow."
Fu Nanyao smiled and said, "Okay, hare has a lot of meat."
Yan Funing opened the lid of the pot, put the oyster mushrooms in, and flipped them with a spoon: "To improve the freshness."
Wan Niang nodded: "Okay, we don't even have seasonings now. Let's add oyster mushrooms to enhance the freshness." After saying that, she sighed, "This is not the way to live. How can people not eat?"
But now they don't even have rice or noodles.
If I said I wasn't too hungry at noon, it was because I had eaten the morning meal and it was getting dark now, so I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back.
Yan Funing said: "I will take the remaining oyster mushrooms to the town tomorrow morning and sell them to see if I can exchange them for some rice noodles."
Wan Niang was delighted: "My daughter-in-law knows how to live a good life."
Not long after, Fu Beimo came back from fetching water and started washing the water tank as soon as he arrived at the stove.
Listening to the sounds of the four children busy in the kitchen, Wan Niang smiled happily.
The pheasant is relatively firewood and has been cooked for a long time. By the time the meat is tender, the sky has completely darkened.
Because they were really hungry, the whole family ate delicious mushroom and chicken soup even without seasoning. The leftover steamed buns from lunch instantly tasted several times better.
With the sound of firecrackers coming from outside from time to time, this meal was quite cozy. - Late at night, after a simple wash, the family went back to their rooms.
When Yan Funing returned to the room, Fu Ciyi was making the bed.
"Thank you for taking me in!" she whispered.
As if he thought her statement was wrong, Fu Ciyi raised his eyelids and glanced at her, but did not correct him.
Yan Funing added: "I was the one who rejected your engagement. You didn't tell your family about the wrong bride. I have to thank you for this."
After a slight pause, she added: "It's not that I won't let you say..."
If he wanted to say it, she couldn't stop him.
And she herself wanted to say that she just felt that she had to find a suitable time.
Her current goal is to make money.
Considering that it will take at least nearly two years for him to become a ruthless and ruthless powerful minister.
In the past two years, she tried her best to follow his hair and make as much money as possible.
When she has money, she will compensate him for his mental losses, and she can live a good life in this world.
Well, the best of both worlds!
Fu Ciyi didn't know what she was thinking, so he just said: "My mother and the others are kind, I won't tell them, I just don't want them to be sad."
"Oh."
He changed the topic: "There is only one bed, you sleep on the floor."
Yan Funing: "Ah?"
It was freezing cold, how could he, a man, have the nerve to ask her to sleep on the floor?
Fu Ciyi didn't answer and sat directly on the bed.
Yan Funing walked up to him and asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid of the cold. Can I sleep on the bed?"
"You mean you want to sleep with me?"
Fu Ciyi raised his eyes, and there were a few rays of scrutiny in his eyes, but soon there was no trace of confusion.
Yan Funing was startled. It seemed that it was inappropriate for him to sleep on the floor. After all, this was his home.
Thinking of this, she nodded: "Well, I sleep well, I promise not to touch you, okay?"
Even if he had the heart and courage of a leopard, she wouldn't dare touch him.
(End of this chapter)