In the main room, an oil lamp was lit in the middle of the seven-square table. Although the light from the lamp oil was dim, the scene of the family sitting together eating noodles was warm.
Fu Nan shook his head: "Yes or no."
At this moment, I seem to be extremely impatient and keep blowing and blowing.
"I eat it occasionally, you can just leave it there." Fu Ciyi said lightly.
Everyone laughed.
Everyone was busy in the kitchen.
"Um."
Then he took the paper bag and went to the kitchen.
It was already dark, so he lit a candle and began to write.
Yan Funing took the bag that belonged to you and Fu Beimo back to the room.
After blowing out the candles, the couple left the west wing.
Seeing me concentrating on writing, you asked loudly: "Are you hungry? Eat something to fill your stomach."
Seeing my funny look, Yan Funing smiled slightly and said, "Bei Mo, wipe your nose slowly." Then she turned her eyes and said, "There are not eight people in our family now. Divide the peanut sesame candy into eight equal parts."
The walnut shells were squeezed hard and tight, and cracks of varying sizes appeared on them.
Yan Funing put the paper bag under the table and said with a smile, "You bought a small box of peanut sesame candy from the county town, enough for the family to share."
Halfway through the noodles, Fu Nan said in a serious tone, "The teacher lost one or two taels of silver today. Do you have the money to pay it back? I used to ask you to do all the work in my family. You can even do laundry."
When they were about to feed me, I said, "He eats too."
"ah--"
"You've eaten it, but it's bad."
Fu Ciyi also pinched a candy bean with his slender jade-like fingers and ate it, and then wrapped the rest and put it back in its place.
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