When they got home, Fu Beimo happened to come back as well.
Everyone finally started eating.
Halfway through the meal, Fu Nanyao asked Ali, "Why were you kicked out of your grandmother's house?"
Ali said, "My cousin stole my aunt's jewelry, used it to gamble, and came back after losing all the money. Then my aunt noticed the jewelry was missing and wrongly accused me of stealing it. My grandmother and uncle knew it was my cousin who stole the gambling money, but they refused to believe my innocence and kicked me out."
Yan Funing said calmly, "No one knows a son better than his mother. Your aunt should also know that it was her son who did it."
Fu Nanyao nodded: "Yes, they are just looking for an excuse to kick you out."
Upon hearing this, Ali pursed his lips.
He actually knew the real reason was this.
His grandmother's family kicked him out, not because they couldn't afford to raise him, but because they didn't want to raise him anymore.
Even his own mother doesn't want him, let alone his grandmother and uncle.
After what happened at noon, Ali worked even harder at the Fu family's house.
There was still a lot of water in the water tank, so he filled it up again.
All the firewood in the woodshed has been chopped and stacked neatly.
Washing dishes and sweeping the floor are no problem at all.
He was not idle in his free time and asked Fu Beimo to teach him martial arts.
Seeing how hard he worked, Fu Nanyao said while sewing Bei Mo's clothes, "If my brother and sister-in-law agree, I will also sew you a new set of clothes. Wear them out and annoy those people!"
Ali waved his hand: "No, no, I have clothes to wear. Master and Bei Mo both wear robes, which a rough man like me can't wear."
Besides, he had two sets of clothes to change into, which was enough.
Fu Nanyao smiled: "Brother only wears robes when he teaches. I will sew Bei Mo the same style of the robe you are wearing."
Fu Beimo came over and picked up the clothes that Fu Nanyao was still sewing: "It's really not a robe anymore?"
"You don't teach, so why are you wearing a robe?" Fu Nanyao snatched the clothes and continued sewing.
Fu Beimo smiled and said that as long as the clothes were the same ultramarine as his brother's, it would be fine.
The most important thing is that my sister-in-law has a skirt with ultramarine blue on it.
He had no idea that a few days later, Fu Nanyao would also sew Ali a set of ultramarine robes. Furthermore, Fu Nanyao also made a skirt for herself, also in ultramarine. But that was a story for another time.
In the west wing, Yan Funing, who was sewing new training pants, looked up at Fu Nanyao in the east wing and said, "Nanyao, why don't you sew a set for Ali."
Fu Nanyao smiled again: "Look, sister-in-law agreed."
Ali felt unworthy of the offer and refused again: "I have daily work to do and don't want to ruin my nice clothes."
Yan Funing continued, "The material used in this robe is very small, so you won't feel burdened when wearing it. You can even wear it for daily work, so how can it be considered a waste?"
Only then did Ali nod happily: "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Nan Yao!"
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The sun sets and dusk is approaching.
Fu Ciyi returned home, gave the food box in his hand to Ali, and went to put up two curtains.
In the kitchen, Yan Funing was busy. When she saw the food box coming back, she knew that Fu Ciyi had returned.
"Where is the master?" she asked.
"The master is putting up the curtains."
Ali took out the dishes and chopsticks from the lunch box and washed them.
Yan Funing nodded, cut the half piece of pork belly left over from lunch into thin slices, and fried it in a pan.
The sizzling sound of oil came from the kitchen.
This attracted Fu Beimo, who was burning the fire, to come to the stove from time to time to smell it: "It smells so good!"
Even Wan Niang and Fu Nan Yao came in one after another and smelled the aroma of meat, except Fu Ci Yi.
He didn't show up in the kitchen until dinner time.
Yan Funing felt it was a little strange. In the past, whenever he returned home, he would come to the kitchen to scoop water to wash his hands, no matter whether his hands were dirty or not.
But not today.
However, she didn't think much about it. After the food was cooked and brought to the main room, she asked Ali to call him to eat.
Fu Ciyi then slowly walked into the main room and sat down.
He picked up the bowl and chopsticks without saying a word.
At this moment, Fu Beimo pointed to a plate of pork belly and said, "My sister-in-law specially made fried pork belly for me. Everyone, come and eat."
As he said that, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
Fu Nanyao looked puzzled: "What do you mean by specially made for you?"
"I was the one who said I wanted to eat crispy meat, and my sister-in-law said that she wouldn't make lard today, so she made fried pork belly for me. Isn't that just for me?" Fu Beimo's lips were greasy as he ate. He kept eating and talking, "Brother, eat quickly."
Yan Funing explained, "The piece of fat that Pork Yu gave me last time has been boiled into lard, and the grease has been eaten long ago. Bei Mo wanted something crispy, so I sliced the pork belly thinly and fried it. It tastes pretty good, crispy and fragrant. Everyone, come and enjoy."
Fu Ciyi's stern face suddenly softened. It turned out that this was what Bei Mo meant by "intentionally".
I picked up a piece of pork belly and it tasted very delicious.
"I want to eat braised pork. I wonder if you can make it tomorrow?"
As he spoke, he looked at Yan Funing.
Yan Funing swallowed uncontrollably. The last time she heard him say that she was his wife, he was telling the students in the village school.
But this is happening at the dinner table, in front of my family.
You know, she called him husband in front of others very slyly, because she knew in her heart that it was all an act.
But looking at his expression at this moment, why does it seem like they are a real couple?
Moreover, his cold eyes actually contained a hint of tenderness...
Did she see it wrong?
She must be seeing things!
The future sinister and powerful official, Fu Ciyi, a beast in human clothing, has only cruelty and brutality in his eyes, where does his tenderness come from?
Wan Niang smiled with relief: "Fu Ning, Ci Yi wants to eat braised pork."
Fu Nanyao chuckled and said, "Sister-in-law, my brother wants to eat braised pork. Can you make it specially for him?"
"I can do it." Yan Funing lowered her eyes and added softly, "It's better to eat the fresh pork belly as soon as possible."
Fu Ciyi was very happy and wished it could be done specially for him.
He didn't care what the reason was.
Suddenly, Fu Beimo muttered, "I like braised pork, too."
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In the following days, at dawn, Fu Ciyi led people to do exercises, horse stance, and boxing.
Afterwards, he went to the village school to teach, Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao sewed clothes, and Wan Niang listened to her daughter-in-law and daughter chatting with a smile.
When it's time to cook, they go to the kitchen to get busy.
Fu Beimo and Ali were responsible for carrying water and chopping firewood, and going to the fields to watch over the crops and weed.
During this time, Yan Funing thought of two medicinal food menus, folded them carefully and put them in her purse.
Fu Ciyi returned home in the evening and copied at night. He also taught Yan Funing how to read and supervised her calligraphy practice.
The family lives a fulfilling and orderly life.
Soon it was the ninth day of the lunar year.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing took their small baskets and empty backpacks and went to the village entrance to ride on an ox cart.
When paying for the taxi, Li Xinheng refused to accept it no matter what.
"Master, please don't embarrass me. You are my master. How can I have the nerve to charge you for the ride?"
"With just one word from you, Master, I can give up all the other passengers on the bus and only take you and the young lady to town."
He was used to calling the young lady of the Fu family "Miss". If he called her "Master's Wife", he wondered if the Master would kill him?
Although they are of different generations, he is indeed much older than them.
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