"Master, you have done me such a great favor, so you should drink my wine."
He added this and ran out of the yard.
Yan Funing had no time to stop him. What the coachman Li said made sense, but it was not convenient for her to stop him.
Right now I just hope someone can drink less.
Not long after, coachman Li came back with a jar of wine and a plate of fried edamame.
Looking at the dishes on the Fu family's table, he smiled sheepishly: "We don't have many dishes at home. The only thing we can show off is this dish of edamame, which my mother cooked."
"Edamame goes perfectly with wine."
Fu Ciyi helped his mother sit down and raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down.
Coachman Li sat down and chuckled, "Yes, it smells really good."
Looking at the table full of dishes, he still felt embarrassed: "Actually, it should be me who treats the master to wine and meat, but I didn't expect that I would come to the master's house to eat meat instead."
Yan Funing comforted him: "Brother Li, don't be so reserved. We only eat simple ingredients at home."
"These two dishes are braised pig heart and pig tongue. I sliced them and served them on a plate. This one is braised chicken feet. You must recognize chicken feet. This one is stewed chicken with mushrooms. The pheasant was caught by my husband himself. The remaining two dishes are pickled radish and spicy and sour cabbage stalks. They both go well with rice." Yan Funing smiled. "These ingredients don't cost much."
Li the coachman said, "Everyone in the village says that the daughter-in-law of the Fu family goes to town every few days to buy meat. She doesn't know how to manage life and only knows how to eat. Now I have seen that this girl is the one who really knows how to manage life!"
Fu Nanyao was unhappy when she heard this: "Who is gossiping? My sister-in-law buys meat and cooks it in different ways. We can eat it for a long time. Besides, it's me who is greedy and wants to eat meat."
Fu Beimo echoed: "I am greedy and want to eat meat."
Ali quickly spoke up: "I am at the Master's house and can eat meat every day. The villagers don't give me any food, but I eat very well at the Master's house."
Wan Niang frowned. "Some time ago, Fu Ning made something delicious, and I had a few arguments with the lady next door. We were both praising our daughter-in-law. Could it be that I was gossiped about because of this?"
"Mother, let them say whatever they want." Yan Funing picked up two pieces of pig heart for her mother-in-law, "Try it quickly, mother, the fishy smell is gone."
Wan Niang put some in her mouth and her brows relaxed quickly: "I said my daughter-in-law was good that day, but the man next door insisted on saying that the daughter-in-law who gave her pickles was good."
“There’s always jealousy.”
Coachman Li opened the wine jar and poured the wine into Fu Ciyi's soup bowl first, and then into the bowl in front of him.
What was poured out turned out to be white wine.
Yan Funing paused while picking up the food. The aroma of wine was strong and one could tell it was strong.
So she advised: "My husband has to teach tomorrow, so please drink less."
"It's okay, teaching is for tomorrow." Coachman Li picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Fu Ciyi's.
They both took a long sip.
The white wine was spicy, so they both ate the food quickly.
Seeing this, Fu Nanyao didn't dare to ask Yan Funing to drink a glass as well.
After all, my sister-in-law never drinks alcohol, let alone white wine.
At this time, Fu Ciyi said: "Good wine."
Coachman Li: "Good wine requires more drinking."
Fu Beimo and Ali's eyes sparkled: "Can we drink?"
Coachman Li: "Of course we can."
Fu Ciyi objected: "You two should eat your food."
When they were halfway through drinking, the coachman Li Da said with a thick tongue: "Master, I want to become your disciple and teach me kung fu!"
As he spoke, he was about to kneel down to become his disciple, but Fu Ciyi lifted his arm.
"There are proper etiquettes for becoming a disciple. You have to choose a day, kowtow and offer tea formally." Coachman Li immediately changed his tone and called out, "Master, then the disciple has to choose a day."
Fu Ciyi frowned at such a big disciple.
He doesn't like to accept disciples.
Ali stood up and said, "Master, you taught me Kung Fu, so I should call you Master."
He had to kneel even when speaking, but Fu Ciyi gave him a look and he went back to the stool.
"My brother is Big Brother Li's master, so my sister-in-law is his master's wife. I am his master's aunt, and Bei Mo is his master's uncle." Fu Nanyao was surprised. "So, how should Big Brother Li address my mother and my master's grandmother?"
Fu Beimo smiled: "I am a senior apprentice now, hehe, good!"
Fu Ciyi said to Li the coachman, "Forget about becoming my disciple. I can teach you martial arts. As for your address..." He paused and continued, "Just call me Master. My family's address will remain the same as before."
"Okay! I'll call you Master." Coachman Li raised his wine bowl to toast, "From now on, in my heart, you are my Li Agou's Master."
When they heard him finally say his name, Fu Beimo and Ali laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.
Coachman Li's face flushed: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Master. My name is not good."
Fu Ciyi pondered for a moment and said, "Li Xinheng, it means honesty and conservation. What do you think?"
"Okay!" Coachman Li Zheng nodded. "Agou is the nickname my parents gave me, and Li Xinheng is the full name my master gave me!"
Finally having a nice name, coachman Li became more interested in drinking.
Soon, the two of them drank up the whole jar of wine.
After having a good meal and a good drink, the coachman Li stood up shakily and said, "Master, I should go back."
Fu Ciyi's cheeks flushed, he pinched his eyebrows, and seemed to be drunk.
Seeing this, Yan Funing ordered, "Beimo Ali, send Brother Li back."
I asked them to take the empty wine jar and the plate of slightly eaten fried edamame with them.
The two young men supported the big coachman Li on the left and right and walked out of the yard. Seeing that they were walking steadily, Yan Funing returned to the main room.
Inside the room, Fu Ciyi rested his elbows on the table, his slender fingertips pressing on his temples.
Fu Nanyao said, "Sister-in-law, my brother is drunk too."
Wanniang asked, "Are you really drunk?"
Before Fu Ciyi could say anything, Fu Nanyao said, "Mother, my brother's face is very red. He must be drunk."
Upon hearing this, Wan Niang reached out and touched her eldest son's forehead, and sure enough, it was hot from drinking.
"Nan Yao, Fu Ning, help Ci Yi back to his room."
Fu Nanyao said, "Mother, I have difficulty walking and cannot help my brother. Sister-in-law, please help my brother back to his room. I will clean up the dishes."
Yan Funing stepped forward and helped her mother-in-law: "Mother, I will help you back to your room first. Don't worry about your husband."
"Okay." Wan Niang nodded and let her daughter-in-law help her back to the east wing.
When Yan Funing came back, Fu Nanyao was cleaning the table.
"Sister-in-law, help your brother."
Yan Funing smiled and said, "I see your brother is sitting pretty steady, he doesn't look drunk, let him sit for a while."
At this moment, Fu Ciyi actually lay on the table.
Yan Funing was stunned.
No way, are you really drunk?
So I lowered my head to look at his face, and saw that his fair cheeks were flushed from drinking, his eyes were half open and half closed, and there was a red tint at the corners of his eyes.
Are you really drunk?
Thinking of this, she reached out to pull his arm: "Don't sleep here."
Fu Ciyi moved his eyelids but said nothing.
Yan Funing complained in her heart, because she heard that some people were too quiet when they were drunk, while some people would act crazy when drunk.
The person in front of me is probably the type who is too quiet.
Looking at his eyes, it seems like he is about to fall asleep, but people cannot sleep in the main room.
She had no choice but to put his arm on her shoulders and put her small hands on his lower back.
A soft little hand suddenly touched his lower back. Fu Ciyi's whole body stiffened, and a numbness began to spread from his lumbar spine...
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