On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, the snow cleared and the sky became sunny, with bright sunshine.
The white snow reflected the sunlight, dazzling the eyes.
Yan Funing caught a cold, and Wan Niang was very worried.
There is no doctor in the village. It snowed heavily yesterday and the snow is thick today, so it is inconvenient to go to the town clinic for treatment.
She asked her youngest son to help her sit in the main room early in the morning, and kept her ears perked up to listen to the movements in the west room.
What’s strange is that the eldest son always gets up early, so why couldn’t he get up today?
My daughter-in-law is not feeling well and should get more sleep.
Confused, Wan Niang wanted to ask her youngest son to ask.
Then he thought, since the young couple were asleep, it would be inappropriate for anyone to knock on the door, so he waited patiently.
Finally the door opened.
Wan Niang shouted, "Ci Yi, come here quickly."
Fu Ciyi was about to go to the kitchen when he heard his mother calling him, so he went over.
Wan Niang held her eldest son's arm and lowered her voice, "Fu Ning is not feeling well. You can't think about consummating the marriage at this time."
Fu Ciyi was stunned: "Mom, what are you talking about? I don't want to do that at all!"
How could he possibly have such thoughts about her?
Unless he is crazy!
When Wan Niang heard this, she slapped him hard on the back.
"Why did you hit me?"
"It's wrong not to want to."
"Please sit still. I'll go make breakfast first."
After saying that, he went to the kitchen.
Yan Funing had already gotten up at this moment. She had been lying down all day yesterday, and her body temperature had subsided a lot today.
Fu Beimo was making a snowman in the yard. He caught sight of her and called out happily, "Sister-in-law."
Yan Funing waved at him, and Fu Beimo made a snowball and threw it at her.
She raised her hand and caught it easily.
"Sister-in-law, come out and play." He invited.
Unlike her sister, who can only dodge, she can't catch it even if she is asked to do so from three steps away.
My sister-in-law is really amazing. She really deserves to be his sister-in-law!
Wan Niang stopped her: "Fu Ning, you've caught a cold, you can't be exposed to the wind."
Yan Funing responded and looked at Fu Beimo apologetically: "I'm just at the door, watching you play."
Fu Beimo was not annoyed. He took a shovel and went to Yan Funing to play in the snow.
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After breakfast, Wan Niang gave the land deeds she found last night to Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing.
"Look, is this the land deed?"
Fu Ciyi nodded: "It's the land deed."
"That's right. The address is written on it. When the snow melts, you can go and take a look at your own fields." Wan Niang smiled and said, "You can plant whatever you want."
Yan Funing said, "Let's plant some vegetables and crops first."
Wan Niang nodded: "Okay."
A humming sound came from the door of the east room.
In the past two days, Fu Nanyao would not appear wherever Yan Funing was.
Even though she hadn't eaten yet, she wouldn't come to her.
Wan Niang shook her head and said to Yan Funing, "That's just her temper. Don't worry about it."
Yan Funing said, "Mother, I don't worry about it."
It was normal for Fu Nanyao to be angry, but she was not annoyed at all.
But these words were particularly harsh to Fu Nanyao.
It was obvious that she was the one who broke off her brother's engagement, but now she is pretending to be a good person.
Thinking about how she had scolded her for being lame and unable to find a husband, she knew that she would definitely dominate her parents' home in the future. She would never marry a sister-in-law like that.
Fu Nanyao was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
It would be best if her brother divorced her immediately, only then would she feel relieved.
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The weather is cold and the snow hardly melts.
Fu Ciyi took Fu Beimo to clear the snow in the yard, and also cleared the path leading to the river from the gate.
Wan Niang knew that Yan Funing liked the hand-rolled noodles she made, so she took Fu Nan Yao to the kitchen to roll noodles for lunch.
When Fu Nanyao heard that the noodles were specially made for Yan Funing, she was furious.
While his brother was away and his mother was in the kitchen, Fu Nanyao went to Yan Funing.
"Hey, I'm telling you, you're not allowed to eat the noodles my mom made!"
Yan Funing was sitting by the window, looking at the snow-covered mountains.
Seeing Fu Nanyao's angry face, she looked back at her calmly.
"Flour, eggs, which one didn't I buy with my own money?"
Fu Nanyao choked up, then said in a moment, "If you have any dignity, don't eat it. You've cursed our family and broke off my brother's engagement, so you don't deserve to eat it!"
Yan Funing smiled faintly.
"Nowadays, all the food in our house is bought by me, and I spend the money I earn. I haven't touched the money your brother earns. You told me not to eat it, but I insisted on eating it." She said slowly, "I'm not as stingy as you. If you want to eat it, eat it. I won't stop you from eating it."
She felt guilty before, but now that everything has been said, and she has been scolded back by her husband, why should she be so humble?
Fu Nanyao's face flushed with anger: "You!"
Yan Funing added, "It's okay to eat the ribs secretly, but I don't know who said it was something dogs could eat."
Fu Nanyao's index finger trembled as she pointed at Yan Funing's beautiful face, feeling extremely angry.
"You are so sharp-tongued that even if my brother marries you, he won't like you."
"Yes, I don't want him to like me either. I told him to divorce me, but he refused to let me go." Yan Funing smiled, her eyes sparkling and her smile was particularly bright. "Do you think he has liked me for a long time? After all, I am quite good-looking."
Fu Nanyao had seen enough and was so angry that her heart was beating wildly.
"You, you are so shameless!"
After cursing like this, she wanted to run back to the kitchen.
Turning around and seeing his brother coming over, he hurriedly asked, "Brother, look at her. Did you hear everything? She's such a scumbag, how could you really like her?"
Fu Ciyi didn't answer, but said calmly: "You can't argue with her."
Just after she had finished her verbal pleasure, she looked up and saw someone, and Yan Funing's smile disappeared.
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