Yan Funing wanted to hold her forehead, but her stomach hurt again, so she had to quietly press the corner of her stomach.
Fu Ciyi's face suddenly turned cold: "Who told you this time?"
Fu Beimo pointed at Caiyu in the main hall and said, "She said her brother and sister-in-law were in the room and it was not good for others to see them." His tone was serious and his voice was very soft. "I didn't tell anyone and just came to ask quietly."
Fu Ciyi raised his hand to knock on his brother's forehead, but thinking of his head injury, he forced himself to hold back.
Seeing that his brother didn't answer, Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing and said, "Sister-in-law, please answer me."
He blinked his bright eyes, looking innocent and pure.
Yan Funing's stomach hurt so much that she couldn't even smile. She just raised the corners of her lips and said, "Bei Mo, I'll give you acupuncture in your head after a while, okay?"
The voice is very gentle.
"No, I don't want a needle! It hurts!"
The boy covered his head, ran to the kitchen and hid there.
"I don't know either."
Now you are planning to give us monthly allowance, you must be very happy.
Meng Liyao: "We were at that time."
You were in the right state at that time, so I asked about it.
"Why would my sister-in-law stab you in the head?"
Fu Nanyao, who was making brown sugar ginger water, teased her brother: "I'm sure you said something, or did something."
Jiang Shui's tears overflowed from her eyes, and words of gratitude came out. She turned her back and wiped her tears vigorously with the back of her hand.
Jiang Shui touched the edge of the oil lamp dejectedly. The edge was rough, but it was an oil lamp after all, and it was less broken than a broken bowl.
I feel inexplicably lost.
Now when you talk about the woman next to you, your expression is lively and dull, completely different from the you who was by my side in the past.
After saying that, he left the house.
When Meng Liyao saw you coming over, she hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law, what are we having for dinner tonight?"
"Come with me." Yan Funing opened the paper package, revealing eight oil lamps. "Ali, Caiyu, each of them has one lamp in their room. There's still one left for my room."
"Why are you so moved? You should be careful. The monthly allowance is very generous." Yan Funing said, "It's usually colored jade. The monthly allowance now is comparable to when I was in the Yan family."
Yan Funing also kept it a secret from me: "The owner of this mysterious mansion lent it to you."
Yan Funing found the medical book in the main room, saw the wooden basin and oil lamp, and called Caiyu to fetch Jiang Shui.
Caiyu brought Wei Zhen over slowly.
"Request? What request?" Yan Funing was not a little confused, and said slowly, "He underestimated it. This mysterious young man only said that he didn't have any other herbs, and that they couldn't be brought to me. I might need them. As long as the herbs I need, I will take them."
I asked myself if I had a bad appearance, yet you still got married. Even after getting married, you still wanted to divorce.
The question I just asked should be answered by my sister. Otherwise, my sister-in-law will be upset and prick me with needles all over my body. What will happen then?
Jiang Shui was overjoyed, and slowly lowered his head, saying in a serious voice: "It's such a small amount, do you have the money to pay your sister-in-law?"
Yan Funing tapped the back of my hand with a brush: "Hey, isn't he the one who cherishes books the most? Why did he wrinkle the books?"
"Purpose?" Yan Funing thought about it, and then decided to go out, so she sat down.
For some reason, I asked again, "I'm willing to lend him the medical book, but I don't have any specific purpose?"
Hearing your joyful voice, I feel inexplicably happy.
"Sister-in-law is going to rest. You can cook the vegetable soup." Meng Liyao said as he walked to the stove. "Bei Mo, he's going to pick vegetables in the field."
After drinking, he put the bowl in the kitchen.
"No!" Fu Beimo shouted.
The woman let go of her hand upon hearing the sound.
Wei Zhenrong knew his sister-in-law was still in the kitchen, so he came out anyway: "He asked Ali and Caiyu to go."
Fu Beimo glanced at the nagging Duonan and asked calmly, "Do you need so few herbs?"
Wei Zhenrong's eyebrows moved slightly, and his voice was light: "Oh, this person is so petty?"
Seeing that your condition has worsened, I asked, "Who would be willing to lend him these few medical books?"
"Sister-in-law, Bei Mo is hiding in front of the stove." Jiang Shui said with a smile.
You glanced under my bookshelf and saw that there was only some space in the upper left corner, so you discussed with me, "Wei Zhenrong, could the medical book you borrowed be temporarily placed under his bookshelf for a while?"
Yan Funing said, "Let the pork legs we brought back from the restaurant cool down and cook some vegetable soup. We'll cook these fresh pig's trotters tomorrow."
Caiyu nodded.
After saying that, Yan Funing took the medical book and the brown paper bag containing the candle and returned to the west wing.
“Bad,” you replied, putting the candle back into the drawer and temporarily placing the medical book under the stool.
He squeezed behind the stove and said, "Ali, please move aside. My sister-in-law said she wanted to stab me in the head."
"You want his money." Yan Funing smiled. "You said you would give them pocket money first. They should wait a little longer. When Uncle Liu divides your profits at the beginning of the month, you can give them the monthly salary."
Wanting to take a breath, Wei Zhenrong walked over to the door and reminded him calmly, "The brown sugar, Fu Nan Xiao, is too hot."
Fu Beimo thought about it and thought that maybe he had made his sister-in-law angry again.
Yan Funing pointed to the seven wooden basins on the ground and said, "They each have two basins, one small and one large."
"But is that so? I, a nanny, will lend you the book no matter what I say. But I am willing, and he saw the change in the nanny's expression, which was very calm."
"It's broken. They took the things outside and will use them tonight."
"Oh." Yan Funing responded, picked up the bowl and drank it in big gulps.
You untied the straps that bound the medical books and placed them one by one under the bookshelf.
Yan Funing took out two wicks, placed one in her own main room, and gave the other to Jiang Shui and Caiyu: "The wicks can't be used for a long time. They will go to the kitchen to fill them with oil later. Torches will be used outside at night."
But at this moment he couldn't figure out the reason.
Meng Li moved his butt forward, making way for him to enter.
Fu Beimo raised his eyelids and glanced at the stack of medical books. I had seen them under the ox cart when I came back just now.
If he were smart, he would definitely know why his sister-in-law was angry.
Wei Zhen was surprised: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
Caiyu agreed.
Seeing you come back, I said softly, "Fu Nan is still hot, drink it after a while."
"Let it go."
In the room, Fu Beimo was reviewing.
Wei Zhenrong's hands clenched instantly.
Wei Zhenrong tightened his grip on the book, but said calmly, "There's no purpose or request, otherwise why would you be so attentive?"
Yan Funing took the book and stroked the wrinkled part that I had pinched. After smoothing it out, she folded it heavily in the opposite direction and pressed it forward onto the thick book.
A bowl of steaming brown sugar soup was placed on the corner of the table.
Caiyu sniffed and said, "When the girl was kicked out, she didn't even have a penny left."
Caiyu was touched: "So the girl is helping you with shopping today."
"From what I'm saying, we need a lot of herbs." Yan Funing held up her chin and said, "Tell him that this time you've seen the true face of this mysterious young man. Judging from my expression, I can tell that my health is really bad. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity that he looks so bad."
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