Chapter 97: Stand by your side Fu Ciyi looked cold.
Does she want to practice before going to bed or in the room?
He still wanted to have a good night's sleep, so he said coolly: "Breathe the incense for half an hour."
When it came to practicing martial arts, Wan Niang always felt that what her eldest son said was reasonable, so she persuaded him: "Beimo, Funing, you are right to listen to Ci Yi."
Fu Beimo could only tremble his arms, Yan Funing trembled her legs, and the two of them continued to walk obediently. - The next day, the sky was just white and the morning light was dim.
Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing, Fu Beimo and Ali to run and exercise along the river.
Although most of the villagers were not up at the moment, there were still some early risers washing their hands by the river.
The driver Li happened to wash his face, picked up two large buckets of water and got up, when he met Fu Ciyi and others running.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Ali panted and said: "Master said this is a warm-up. When the warm-up is completed, we will jump into the horse stance. Once the horse stance is stable, Master will teach us kung fu."
Driver Li looked at Fu Ciyi in disbelief: "Master, do you know kung fu?"
Fu Beimo said proudly: "My brother is very good at martial arts."
Driver Li nodded, but he didn't quite believe it.
"Then you run slowly, my mother is still waiting for me to fetch water."
After saying this, the driver Li walked steadily to his house at the entrance of the village.
As he walked, he murmured that the master had red lips and white teeth, and although he was a little taller than him...
But at first glance, he is just a good-looking scholar.
He didn't believe he knew kung fu.
Fu Ciyi ran back to the yard with Yan Funing and others.
In order to prevent Fu Beimo and Ali from seeing Yan Funing's striding posture, he ordered the two half-year-old boys to turn around and face the direction of the fence gate, while Yan Funing faced the direction of the main room.
At this moment, Fu Nanyao was making breakfast in the kitchen. She only had to cook vegetables and rice, so she could do it alone.
Fu Ciyi took advantage of this time to go back to his room and write.
As long as Fu Ciyi was not in the courtyard, the two and a half-year-old teenagers started chatting.
Fu Beimo: "Driving Li, I don't believe that my brother is good at martial arts."
Ali: "I've seen it too. If you don't believe it, I'll throw you away."
Yan Funing, who had her back turned to them, asked: "Brother Li, he said his name is Driver Li, and everyone in the village also calls him that. What is his real name?"
Ali laughed out loud: "He didn't dare to say his real name."
Fu Beimo was also curious, so he repeated Yan Funing's question: "What is his real name?"
Ali smiled and replied: "Li Agou, that's what his mother named him. When Driver Li grew up, he felt that his name was embarrassing and he wouldn't let anyone call him. He would get angry with anyone who called him. He was big and no one would hit him. If you can beat him, as time goes by, no one will dare to call him in front of him."
Yan Funing said: "It's probably his mother's intention to give him a cheap name so that he can make a living."
There was chattering in the yard. Fu Ciyi looked across the window sill and said in a cold voice: "When Fu Beimo adds one stick of incense to Ali, Yan Funing adds half a stick of incense."
The three people in Zamabu immediately fell silent.
The courtyard fell silent.
Soon, the half-stick of incense time passed, and another half-stick of incense passed.
Wan Niang called Ali to eat with her.
Ali consciously helped to get the dishes and chopsticks.
After dinner, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing prepared to go into the mountains.
Fu Beimo said coquettishly to Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, I want to go too."
Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi and said softly: "Why don't you let Bei Mo go with you?"
Fu Ciyi muttered: "There is no firewood at home. Beimo and Ali went to the mountains to collect firewood this time."
When they heard that they could go together, the two and a half-year-old boys jumped up.
Not long after, the four set off.
There was no firewood to collect on the hills near their home, so the four of them walked deep into the mountains.
Fu Beimo picked up broken branches on the ground, while Ali took a hatchet to chop Ciyi took out the rope from his backpack and threw it on the ground: "When there is enough firewood, you can carry it down the mountain."
Ali stopped moving the hatchet: "Master, are you going to separate from us here?"
"Yes, we have to go to the deep mountains and old forests." Fu Ciyi's voice was cold, "You carry firewood down the mountain, don't delay on the way."
Fu Beimo finally came to his senses and complained softly: "I still don't have to be with my sister-in-law."
Yan Funing comforted her with a smile: "I will go to the town tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I will take you with me."
Fu Beimo was happy now and waved to his brother and sister-in-law. - Half an hour later, Fu Beimo and Ali each picked up two bundles of firewood and went back.
The collected firewood is brittle and easy to break when burning, so put it directly into the woodshed.
The firewood Ali chopped was thick and thick, almost as thick as a man's arm. It was difficult to ignite the firewood, so he chopped it diligently with a hatchet.
Fu Nanyao saw that he was working quickly and poured him some water.
Ali took the bowl and turned red while drinking water.
Fu Nanyao didn't see it and asked Fu Beimo to put the chopped firewood neatly.
When the sun sets, the sky suddenly becomes gloomy.
Fu Nanyao hurriedly went to the courtyard to collect her clothes and turned to ask her mother, "Mom, is it going to rain? The sky looks like it's going to rain, and the wind is getting stronger."
Wan Niang felt the wind with her face and noticed that there was some moisture in the wind. She said, "It's going to rain, and it's still raining heavily. Ci Yi and Funing haven't come back yet. What should we do?"
Ali hurriedly put all the uncut firewood in the woodshed, and then said to Wan Niang: "Auntie, I'm going to deliver the umbrella."
Fu Beimo also said: "Mom, Ali and I are going to deliver umbrellas."
Wan Niang shook her head: "The two of them went to the deep mountains and old forests. Where can you go to find them?"
After a while, the rain really fell.
It was drizzling at first, but soon it became heavier and heavier.
The four of them were sitting in the main room, waiting for Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing to return.
At this moment, the trees on the mountain were bare, and when the rain came down, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing were easily soaked.
Not long after, Yan Funing sneezed after being caught in the rain.
When Fu Ciyi heard this, he tied the legs and feet of the pheasant he was carrying together and threw them on the ground. Then he took off his robe and covered Yan Funing's head.
Suddenly, she was separated from the rain.
Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him standing in front of her. Her face was covered with rainwater and her hair was wet. Then she raised her arms to reach for the robe he was holding.
He was so tall that she couldn't reach him when he was holding it like this.
So he had no choice but to say: "Fu Ciyi, cover yourself in it."
Fu Ciyi glanced at her, stood beside her, and stood side by side with her.
"The rain won't stop for a while."
His voice was unexpectedly hoarse.
His arm touched hers, and because his sleeves were soaked, he seemed to be able to feel the warmth coming from her skin.
"It's not an option for us to stand here and wait for the rain to stop." She suggested, "I'll protect the Ganoderma lucidum in the basket, you carry the pheasant, and we each hold up a corner of our robes. Is it possible to go back like this?"
Fu Ciyi thought for a moment and said, "You take the Ganoderma lucidum, and I'll throw the pheasant into the basket and carry it on my back. It's raining heavily right now, and no one will see the Ganoderma lucidum on the road."
"Okay, just do as you say."
Yan Funing took out the Ganoderma lucidum from her backpack and held it carefully.
Fu Ciyi picked up the pheasant and threw it into the basket. He raised his robe with both hands and covered himself and Yan Funing under the robe: "You come closer to me."
In this situation, the defenses of men and women should be put aside for now.
Yan Funing was shivering from the rain, so she moved a step obediently.
Fu Ciyi's hands holding the robe tightened, and the posture at this moment was as if he was holding her by his side.
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