The two young men responded.
Li Xinheng said, "I'll go with you. I know what kind of bamboo you need."
Yan Funing nodded: "Okay, please trouble Brother Li."
"No trouble." Li Xinheng waved his hand and left with the two teenagers.
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In the evening, the mountains reflected the setting sun, and Fu Ciyi returned from teaching.
While Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao were in the kitchen, he went back to his room, got the wooden box and went to the east wing.
"Mother, please help me give the pearl hairpin to Yan Funing."
He sat down on the stool and placed the box in his mother's hands.
Wan Niang fumbled to open the box and felt the pearl hairpin again: "Why don't you give it to me yourself, child?"
Fu Ciyi said frankly, "I'm afraid if I give it to her, she will give it to Nan Yao."
He was actually afraid that she would not accept the pearl hairpin he gave her.
It’s difficult to give a mirror as a gift, let alone I only bought one pearl hairpin.
Besides, my sister has no shortage of jewelry to wear.
When Yan Funing was driven out, she was only allowed to take away a few sets of clothes, not a single piece of jewelry.
After a slight pause, he continued, "Mother, just say you gave it to her, then she will wear it."
Wan Niang couldn't help but ask: "Is there something wrong between you two?"
Fu Ciyi did not hide it from her: "My son said a few words to her and she got angry."
Wan Niang raised her hand and touched Fu Ciyi's head, pointing at his forehead: "You, you, what can I say? I was wondering a few days ago why you two talked less."
Her eldest son was a quiet person, so she didn't think much about it.
Fu Ciyi didn't expect that his mother actually noticed it.
Wan Niang sighed, "Son, please be more careful and treat her well!"
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