"Oh." Yan Funing muttered, stood behind the door, and began to squat.
He took out a ruler from somewhere and tapped her shoulder: "Keep your shoulders level."
The ruler slid down her back, and her voice was cold: "The body is upright."
After squatting like this for a while, Yan Funing's legs began to tremble.
Probably because I laughed at him, he seemed difficult to get along with tonight.
There was frost at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his eyes were cold, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if his sinister nature would erupt at any time.
Thinking of this, Yan Funing felt terrified. She thought everyone else would laugh, but she chose to laugh at him.
"I'm sorry, Fu Ciyi, I shouldn't have laughed at you."
It’s better to be sincere, so that life will be easier.
Fu Ciyi put away the ruler, sat on the chair, and continued copying, ignoring her.
Seeing that he ignored her, Yan Funing quietly moved her legs and shifted her toes, trying to make the horse stance as comfortable as possible.
Who would have thought that his pair of cold and auspicious phoenix eyes would glance at me.
"Did I tell you to move?"
"No, no." Her voice was as light as a mosquito's. "I'm tired."
The delicate and weak tone of voice made Fu Ciyi frown.
Suddenly realizing her posture was wrong, he stood up, took out a ruler and tapped her on the lower back: "Stand up straight."
This ruler was specially prepared for her to prevent him from having unnecessary contact with her.
She caught him in the act early in the morning, so he went to the village school to get a spare ruler.
It really comes in handy at this moment.
Yan Funing straightened her back and stood tall.
But I was busy all day today and hardly sat down, so I really don’t have the energy to do horse stance right now.
Suddenly, his knees went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Fu Ciyi quickly grabbed her arm and lifted her up: "What's wrong with you?"
Not only did he pick the person up, he also carried him to the edge of the bed and sat him down.
Yan Funing touched her trembling thighs and said, "Look, I'm really out of strength."
My legs kept shaking.
Fu Ciyi retracted his gaze and said coldly, "Learn to read."
Yan Funing had no choice but to sit back at the desk. This person was definitely seeking revenge for personal gain.
Ten words, only taught once.
Fortunately, she remembered them all, so she quickly scribbled the ten corresponding simplified characters on the rice paper.
Fu Ciyi poked her sloppy handwriting with a ruler. It looked like words, but looked strange when he looked closely.
"What does this mean?"
Yan Funing raised her eyes and smiled at him, but facing his cold face, she couldn't smile, so she pulled the corners of her lips and said, "I took notes."
Fu Ciyi snorted lightly, and finally continued copying without paying any more attention to her.
Yan Funing let out a long breath.
Remembering that the rope at the head of the bed had come undone early in the morning, she put down her pen, climbed onto the bed, and began to hang the sheets.
It must be tied more securely tonight, with two more wraps of rope and two more knots.
Fu Ciyi tilted his head slightly, and what caught his eye was her buttocks sticking out, lying on the headboard with her hair tied up.
He hurriedly looked away.
My throat felt inexplicably itchy. Even after coughing a few times, the itching was still unbearable, so I had no choice but to pick up the teacup on the corner of the table and drink up all the water in it.
This relieved a little.
Yan Funing finally tied the knot, shook it a few times to make sure it wouldn't come loose, and then yawned.
He stretched again, and an unconscious moan came out of his throat.
This sound made Fu Ciyi's throat itch again.
I had no choice but to go to the kitchen with the empty teacup.
After drinking two glasses of water, Fu Ciyi stood in the yard and looked up at the night sky.
It is a deep night, the stars are dim and the surroundings are quiet.
Only his heart was beating so fast that it made people feel uncomfortable.
It’s all Bei Mo and Ali’s fault. They said he knew how to give birth to a child, which made him feel uncomfortable tonight.
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Early the next morning.
Li Xinheng arrived early and brought a jar of wine.
Seeing Fu Ciyi leave the room, he quickly raised the wine: "Master, this jar of wine is for you to drink."
Fu Ciyi declined politely: "I don't drink on weekdays when I have nothing to do."
Li Xinheng directly put the wine in the main hall: "It doesn't matter if you don't drink on weekdays, just drink a bowl when you remember. If you want to drink in the future, I will accompany you."
Fu Ciyi walked slowly into the main hall. "This wine was left by your father. How can I accept it? Take it back."
Li Xinheng smiled awkwardly: "My father brewed this batch of wine for me to marry a wife. I am twenty-five now, and I am afraid I won't be able to find a wife in the future. It is better to drink the wine as soon as possible."
Afraid that Fu Ciyi would refuse to accept it, he added, "I have several more jars at home."
Only then did Fu Ciyi accept it.
I wanted to say something to comfort Li Xinheng, but I couldn't say a word.
He didn't even mention that his fiancée broke off the engagement in public.
But they became husband and wife by accident and divorced voluntarily two years later.
From all these things, it can be seen that it is quite difficult for him to get married, so he has no right to persuade Li Xinheng at this moment.
At this time, Fu Beimo got up and saw that the main room was bustling, so he walked over.
"Why is there so much wine at Brother Li's house?"
Li Xinheng laughed again, "My father brewed it. He was going to use it for my wedding banquet." He sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "I won't be able to find a wife."
Fu Beimo said: "My head was hit by someone, so many people call me a fool. I really can't get a wife."
Li Xinheng was shocked when he heard for the first time that Wan Niang's youngest son was mentally retarded because he was hit on the head.
"Which villain did this?"
If the handsome boy in front of me were not a little stupid, he would definitely achieve great things.
Just by looking at the few sets of boxing techniques he showed him early yesterday morning, he knew how smart the young boy was.
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