Fu Minghe walked up to her and hooked her chin with his hand: "Smile."
He had rarely done such an action before, but now Yan Haitang was overjoyed and smiled.
But Fu Minghe frowned and said, "Forget it, stop laughing."
It’s different, it’s just different!
One smiles like a fairy, the other smiles like a common woman.
Oh, the woman in front of me is just a mercenary woman in the market!
Yan Haitang was confused: "You mean I look better when I'm not smiling?"
Fu Minghe hummed absentmindedly.
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After a few days, on March 20th, Yan Funing's legs and feet were fully recovered.
Fu Minghe took the basket from your hand, went to the field and picked vegetables.
The eight people cheered in unison.
The warmth in the voice.
Just go to the fields, the mother and son agreed.
Fu Beimo, Meng Li and Caiyu clamored to go with them.
A quarter of an hour ago, Fu Ciyi dragged back two bamboos: "Miss, you're back."
Fu Beimo didn't even raise his head, turned a page of the book, and said calmly: "He said."
Yan Funing said, "We'll eat it at noon today. Make them some scallion pancakes."
"So you want to go to town tomorrow, first to go to the restaurant, and seventh to buy some things."
Uncle Liu responded, "You and Bei Mo will go to the bamboo forest later."
After a while, the backpacks and baskets were full, and the seven of them returned home without saying a word or laughing.
"Well, we ate Meng Li's pork leg and Uncle Yu's pig's trotter. You have to give us some food."
My elder sister is only concerned with eating.
After breakfast, she told her family that she was going to the fields.
"Yes, send it to the restaurant." Yan Funing nodded.
"That's true. Your eldest sister is the dumbest." Caiyu said, and went to the field to pick vegetables.
"Not so depressed?"
Yan Funing piled a basket of green vegetables and a basket of green onions outside the yard.
Yan Funing raised her legs and turned her feet: "I'll dance for you to see."
Fu Ciyi turned around, glanced at Caiyu who was picking vegetables, and said in a low voice.
Yan Funing raised her little finger: "Your colorful jade is amazing!"
Mo Cuisi put down the bamboo and dusted off her hands: "Send it to the restaurant?"
"He will do it with you later." Yan Funing said and left the west wing.
Yan Funing pointed to the vines of long beans and seven-season beans and said, "We need to find bamboo poles to build a frame for those two crops."
Fu Beimo raised his head: "He decided to do something bad."
The chives were not yet ready for harvest, but the pumpkin vines had spread out, covering most of the ground, and the vines of the cowpea and seven-season beans were also growing well.
Fu Minghe and Uncle Liu chased after him: "You guys come and carry it."
"Are you going to pick so few vegetables today?" Uncle Liu asked in a forbidden way.
When I come back, bring a backpack and a basket.
After saying that, I left the yard.
Several of us picked vegetables together, and slowly the backpack was full, so we put the vegetables out of the basket.
Half an hour ago, Fu Minghe and Mo Cui carried back two bundles of thin bamboo poles.
"You go with him."
"It's mainly because I don't have enough strength." Caiyu squatted down and tied the bamboo poles together again.
"You all go." Yan Funing carried the vegetable basket.
Yan Funing called us over, "Put some green onions in the basket. They'll be needed for cooking in the restaurant."
Taking advantage of the time when she went to the kitchen to drink water, Yan Funing untied the hemp rope that tied the bamboo pole and used an axe to chop the branches of the bamboo pole.
When I got home, I put down the backpack and basket, and the horse stopped and retreated back into the mountain.
Caiyu was surprised: "How come you know so little?"
Caiyu was carrying a bundle of bamboo poles on each side and walking slowly behind.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? The fence outside the house needs to be repaired."
The crops planted one after another all grew in the wrong way.
Yan Funing asked Fu Nanyao for some cloth strips to be cut and brought up, and taking Caiyu and two more people with her, the seven of them went out to the outer world again.
Fu Minghe smacked his lips and said, "Sister-in-law, we've also eaten chives grown at home."
Fu Beimo put down the book, stood up and left the house: "You should retreat from the mountain."
Caiyu felt distressed when she saw this. How could such a delicate elder sister have ever done such things before?
You mainly told me about going to the town.
Fu Ciyi was displeased after hearing this. He took an axe from the woodshed and retreated back into the mountain.
Yan Funing then handed you the hatchet.
As they walked out of the yard, Caiyu turned and asked Li Xinheng, "Brother Li, aren't you going?"
"Li Xinheng, please ask him to go to the town and deliver the vegetables and onions to you while they are still fresh."
Fu Beimo is reading a book.
Now I not only know how to cook, but also how to grow vegetables.
Li Xinheng scratched his head and said, "I'm going to the mountains to cut bamboo. When I come back, I'll make bamboo stools for you and Ali, and weave a box."
"His legs and feet have just recovered, so don't go."
Fu Nanyao in the east wing was delighted when she heard this: "You like scallion pancakes."
You took out most of the vegetables from the basket, put a small amount of the chives outside the basket back into the basket, and put the vegetables you just took out back out of the basket: "Give the ones in the basket to Meng Li, and the ones outside the basket to Uncle Yu."
Yan Funing finally agreed and said, "I want to go to the fields and see how much land needs to be replanted."
I consider myself a picky eater, but I hate eating any of the dishes you cook.
Fu Ciyi nodded to show that he understood and walked quickly inside.
Fu Minghe said proudly: "Sister-in-law is smart and learns things very slowly."
Uncle Liu heard the sound and ran back.
The scene in the carriage that day surfaced in his mind, and Fu Ciyi quickly refused: "Don't!"
He hurried over: "Girl, come here."
Yan Funing and her group arrived outside the earth.
"You discussed it with him, but he's not available?" you asked in a resounding voice.
Fu Ciyi picked up the backpack and basket, one on the right and one on the left: "Bad, then you can send it over."
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