After he was dressed, he took two steps towards her side of the bed.
He still couldn't decide whether he should tell her.
If she hasn't gotten enough sleep yet, it would be wrong to wake her up.
Yan Funing was sleeping soundly, half awake, when she felt a shadow in front of her eyes and her eyes narrowed slightly.
It would have been fine if the gap was not opened, but once it was opened, she was so shocked that her eyes widened.
She saw someone who was usually cold and indifferent standing at the head of her bed, staring at her.
It made her hair stand on end.
With a start, all the sleepiness disappeared immediately.
"You, why are you looking at me like that?"
It was frightening the way he looked at her.
Yan Funing smiled: "The river water is hot now, so it won't be a problem if we just wash there."
When he thought of this, he was at a loss...
Yan Funing blinked, made a gesture to keep quiet, and glanced at the two people standing on the shore chatting.
Caiyu helped carry the wooden basin and reminded loudly: "If the water is hot, you can wash at that time."
"You also want your sister-in-law to wash your clothes, but your brother always asks you to wash your clothes." I turned to Fu Nan and muttered, "The clothes washed by your sister-in-law are fragrant. The clothes washed by you have a lot of fragrance."
Caiyu understood and used her body to block her elder sister's movements of scrubbing her pants.
The bloodstains under your pants will be seen by others, so you put your pants legs down.
"My brother said that my sister-in-law is feeling well and asked you not to disturb him. Sister-in-law, is he any worse?"
The two men walked back, and two more people followed.
Yan Funing sat down next to her mother-in-law and rubbed her head against her shoulder. "We can see that mother is dressed beautifully and ugly, and we feel disgusted when we see her. Mother, do you know that you are not less beautiful?"
Yan Funing was willing to give you the wooden basin: "You can wash those by yourself."
After sleeping for another half an hour, you get up.
Having made up her mind, Yan Funing changed her pants, got dressed, and opened the door.
Fu Ciyi came over curiously and took a look: "You know, if it's your brother's, ever since sister-in-law came to your house, your brother's clothes have all been washed by sister-in-law."
After all, that blood is...
Thinking that she needed to embroider under her purse, she knew how to do it, so she went to ask Meng Liyao.
Purse!
Yan Fu said solemnly, "Just wash the pants yourself."
As soon as you left the yard, Fu Ciyi and Fu Nan followed in front, and even Caiyu followed.
When she got home, Yan Funing's pants were damaged by the sun.
Meng Liyao gestured under her mother and said, "This is for Mom."
Fu Nan also picked up a few stones and skipped them on the water. After hearing what Fu Ciyi said, he couldn't help but say, "Sister Nan Yao's washed clothes must smell good too."
Yan Funing curled the corners of her lips, picked up my trousers and prepared to fold them, but she wanted you to discover a trace of blood.
So I had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go out, you sleep a little longer."
Fu Nan: "Yes, next time it doesn't happen by the river. The young master goes to school, and you should take care of the bad sister-in-law."
But, how should I deal with it today?
Yan Funing turned her head to look at us: "Why are they following you?"
When I lifted the quilt and was about to fold it, you discovered my pants.
So, it leaked out last night when I was holding you in my arms while sleeping, and it got stained on the back of my pants.
"good."
Yan Funing choked and finally said, "Yes, that pair is indeed Fu Beimo's. I am your husband, so you can just wash my pants."
Fu Ciyi: "The Hu family is good, we should be on guard!"
So he walked slowly a few steps and went to the riverside to wash his pants.
Yesterday I deliberately wore outer pants to sleep, so my skin was in contact with yours, which was quite gentlemanly.
When we found out that the people coming were from the Hu family, we continued playing.
When she was young, Yan Funing ruined her pants while washing them.
Fu Ciyi smiled and said, "If he washes it clean."
"It's a little worse."
Caiyu reached out to pick up the wooden basin: "Miss, if you want to wash clothes, just call you."
The man agreed and hurried out of the house.
"Fu Ning is a child who can warm your heart." Wan Niang caressed your back lovingly, "You have long forgotten what you look like."
Fu Ciyi bent down, picked up a few stones, and threw them across the river.
Caiyu glanced outside the wooden basin and said, "Why do you think none of the pants are small enough? They look like they belong to girls."
You have to coax me and stroke my hair.
So embarrassing!
Caiyu knew that she was weak and dared to grab it, so she just asked: "Why do I want you to wash it?"
Yan Funing smiled slightly and went to wash up.
A faint blush gradually appeared on Fu Ciyi's handsome face.
"Ah?" Yan Funing lifted the quilt and looked, "No."
Yes, I will make the purse broken today and embroider it for me below.
Bloodstains?
"Huh, how can the clothes I sew for you smell good?" Fu Ciyi was in low spirits. He turned around and saw Fu Nan throwing stones that could split water into splashes. "Let him teach you."
Wan Niang couldn't help pinching your cheeks: "How come your son is so talkative with his big mouth? I'm 88 years old, how come he looks only 70?"
Meng Liyao was sewing clothes in the east wing. When she saw you leave, she patted the edge of the bed and said, "Sister-in-law, please sit down."
"How dare you? You're wearing the clothes that Sister Nan Yao made, and my fragrance is all over the clothes you made."
Caiyu follows you and asks in a high voice, "Sister, what's that stuck under his pants?"
Yan Funing stretched out in the quilt and continued to sleep peacefully.
"How did he know?" Zhu Fajing asked me, "Could it be that your sister washed his clothes?"
You piled all the quilts at the head of the bed. It was very clean under the sheets, so you quickly turned your head to look at your pants.
Fu Ciyi, who was sitting in the main room, saw the door of the west wing finally open and ran over.
"Whose clothes is he sewing?"
Fu Nan showed me the hand gestures for pinching a stone: "He has to pinch it like this, chop it out diagonally, and throw it directly, or even drop it."
It's strange that I had to stare at you early in the morning.
Someone who is innocent should not have any psychological trauma, right?
Wan Niang smiled with a hollow look in her eyes: "You are a blind person, no matter how ugly the clothes are, you can still see them yourself."
He put his fist to his lips, coughed tactically, and said hoarsely, "Your... there's leakage."
Although we have been playing skipping stones for more than two years, as soon as we hear footsteps approaching the riverbank, we will turn our heads vigilantly.
Yan Funing nodded: "Well, that color suits my skin tone, it looks bad on me."
After finishing breakfast, you stuffed the two bloody pants into the wooden basin and carried them to the river.
Zhu Fajing threw a piece over without any idea. Although it was just a splash, the splash was very beautiful, so I threw another piece.
I have to say that someone's body was really warm. After this night, her stomach didn't hurt as much anymore.
Fu Ciyi didn't know whether he should tell her that his pants were stained. If he did, she might not know how to check her body.
Yan Funing stirred in her bed, her voice soft as if she had just woken up: "By the way, there's a basket of vegetables in the woodshed. Can you take it to the restaurant for me and ask Uncle Liu and Uncle Yu to divide it among themselves?"
I hope no one will know that you have blood on my pants.
"Tell me this, I look old, but I'm only in my seventies."
As expected, there was no trace of blood on his buttocks.
Oh my god!
Caiyu: "Mr. Beimo, don't talk nonsense."
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