"I haven't sewn my own clothes many times. Are you really confident in asking me to do it?" Yan Funing couldn't believe it.
"Um."
She agreed: "If you don't mind that I'm not good at sewing, I can help you sew."
"No problem."
Fu Ciyi's hand holding the pen relaxed slightly.
"I'll go cook first."
Yan Funing walked out of the house.
After a while, Fu Nanyao took out the cut fabric and placed it on the bed.
"Brother, can you and sister-in-law..."
Fu Ciyi glanced at her and Fu Nanyao immediately shut up.
"Nan Yao, the relationship between her and me is not about what you say, so we have to do it." He said solemnly, "Do you understand?"
"I see."
Fu Nanyao lowered her head.
Mom is right. My brother has his own ideas, and my sister-in-law also has her own ideas.
No one can influence their relationship.
But she just didn't believe it. Other people's opinions could probably have a subtle influence on the person involved.
But she had talked too much today, so she shut up and left the room.
In the yard, Fu Beimo and Ali came back.
They each took a bundle of vegetables, and Ali also took a radish.
After returning to the kitchen and putting the vegetables into the basket, the two boys went to the river to wash the vegetables.
Yan Funing started washing rice and cooking, and when the two teenagers came back after washing the vegetables, they started cooking in another pot.
Cooking was a little late today, but because the meat brought back from the restaurant was already cooked, it was still early for dinner.
While eating, everyone chatted.
Yan Funing said, "It's already March, not far from the Autumn Examination in August. My husband spends all day in the village school and has no time for his own studies. I think it's a good thing that he's no longer a village school teacher."
Fu Nanyao agreed, "I think it's a good thing too." Then he lamented the decline of morals. "A village head actually wants to use his power to oppress others."
Wanniang: "When the village head was young, he also studied, but he failed to pass the exam to become a scholar. However, his family had some connections, so he got the position of village head."
Ali: "If the village head doesn't allow you to be a teacher, then the children in the village school will be left without a teacher, right?"
Fu Nanyao: "Didn't you hear? When he first came in, he said that the old man's legs had recovered."
Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and said, "The headman and his daughter came to the village school a few days ago. I think he decided to threaten me with the position of teacher that day."
The tone was light.
Yan Funing remembered that it was the day when she delivered food to someone.
He also hugged her.
I guess the headman and his daughter were so angry and embarrassed that this happened.
Thinking of this, Yan Funing raised her eyes, and her gaze happened to meet Fu Ciyi's.
The two of them thought of the scene of hugging each other that day at the same time.
Yan Funing was still frightened.
I was only hugged by him that one time, but the feeling of being unable to breathe is still extremely clear at this moment.
This person cannot be easily provoked, otherwise she will be suffocated by her embrace, and no one will save her if she dies.
The tips of Fu Ciyi's ears turned slightly red.
Some time ago, I was inexplicably curious about how delicate she was, and that day I finally found out.
But what I did at that time was really inappropriate.
He was well-versed in the books of sages, and at all times he exercised self-discipline and observed propriety, acting as a gentleman cautiously and prudently as he pleased, thus guarding his heart and clarifying his nature.
The two people had different thoughts, and no one else in the room noticed.
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The next day, the weather was fine.
Yan Funing washed the clothes and the sheets she brought back from the village school.
He placed the clothes and bed sheets in the wooden basin and was about to pick it up when Fu Beimo and Ali took them away together.
Yan Funing smiled and quickened her pace to catch up with them.
"Sister-in-law, we haven't dug medicinal herbs for several days." Ali turned his head and asked her, "Will you dig again in the future?"
"Dig, dig naturally, go when you have time."
When I got to the river, I washed the clothes and sheets.
Although the sheets were heavy, she had two teenagers to help her wring them out, which saved her a lot of trouble.
By the time I got home and hung up the clothes and sheets, it was just past noon.
In the west wing, Fu Ciyi put down his wolf hair brush.
At this point, all ten blank books that I took from the bookstore last time have been copied.
He wrapped up the book and put it on the corner of the table.
Yan Funing went back to her room to put the wooden basin away and happened to see the paper bags he had packed. She suggested, "Let's go to town."
"Go now?"
"Yes, we'll be there before noon. First, help the restaurant write the menu. Then we'll have dinner there."
Fu Ciyi couldn't help but ask again: "Would it be a bad idea to go during dinner time?"
"I'm the shopkeeper, right? It's okay to take my husband to the restaurant for a meal. Besides, you still need to help with the writing."
"Okay, you're right."
The two of them packed up the things they wanted to take and left the west wing.
Yan Funing went to the main hall first: "Mother, my husband and I are going to town. We have some leftover meat from yesterday for lunch. Let Nan Yao make some vegetable soup. It should be enough for us."
Wan Niang smiled and nodded: "Okay, go ahead."
Yan Funing asked Fu Beimo and Ali to look after the house, went to the kitchen to get the restaurant's food box, put the restaurant's large bowl in it, and then went out with Fu Ciyi.
The couple rode in Li Xinheng's ox cart.
On the way, Yan Funing told Li Xinheng about how Fu Ciyi would be addressed from now on.
Li Xinheng cracked his whip and said, "I heard that the village head's actions were dishonest. How can one coerce people like this?"
Yan Funing sighed: "Maybe he loves his daughter too much."
Li Xinheng shook his head: "Then I will do the same as Ali and call Master "Young Master" from now on."
Half an hour later, the three of them arrived in town and went straight to Liuji Restaurant.
When the waiters saw Yan Funing coming over, they all shouted enthusiastically, "The young shopkeeper is here."
Yan Funing glanced at the counter: "Where's my uncle?"
Shopkeeper Feng covered his lips with his hand: "The shopkeeper is scolding someone."
"Who is it?" Yan Funing couldn't help but be curious.
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