Yan Funing sat up and wanted to get out of bed, but found that her limbs were weak and powerless.
I thought I was tired from running around these days, but when I pressed my swollen temples, I realized that my forehead was incredibly hot.
She struggled to get up, put on her clothes, tucked away the hanging sheets, and opened the door.
As far as the eye can see, the mountains and plains are covered with snow.
Seeing that she finally got up, Fu Beimo made a snowball and gave it to her.
"Sister-in-law got up late today."
"Um."
Yan Funing responded weakly. The snow was very thick and was still falling. It seemed that she would not be able to take the winter bamboo shoots she dug yesterday to the town to sell today.
At this moment, a cold voice came from the woodshed next door: "Fu Beimo."
"I'm coming." Fu Beimo responded, turning to Yan Funing and saying, "The roof of the woodshed collapsed under the weight of the snow. My brother is repairing it, so I'm going to help. Sister-in-law, can we play in the snow later?"
Yan Funing's throat was dry and she couldn't speak, so she nodded.
Suddenly, everything went black and I fell to the ground.
Fu Beimo was so anxious that he jumped up and down: "Brother, brother, my sister-in-law is dead!"
Fu Ciyi, who was standing on a ladder repairing the roof, heard this and almost hit his hand with the hammer.
"Speak clearly!"
"My sister-in-law lost too much blood yesterday. I said she was going to die. Now she is dead." Fu Beimo cried loudly. "She is lying on the ground motionless."
He pulled her sleeve and saw that her hand was bandaged, and he cried even harder.
Yan Funing vaguely heard this conversation and wanted to give some reaction, but she couldn't.
After that, he completely lost consciousness.
Fu Ciyi hurried down the ladder and went into the house.
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