She had sutured skin before and got full marks in the surgical suturing technique course.
Fu Nanyao couldn't help but mutter, "The Yan family really spoiled you. You didn't even have to learn needlework."
You know, it is difficult for a woman who doesn't know needlework to find a good husband.
And this girl actually married her brother.
I wonder what kind of blessings this woman had accumulated in her previous life?
Yan Funing was even more embarrassed, and she touched her forehead sheepishly.
Wan Niang tried to smooth things over: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do needlework. No one is born knowing how to do needlework."
Fu Beimo shouted, "No, my sister-in-law can do it. She's very capable and knows everything!"
"She can't." Fu Nanyao said with disdain, then turned to look at her brother with a smug look in her eyes, "I'll sew it for you, and I guarantee it will be exquisite."
After treating the wounds, everyone returned to their rooms.
Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi, walking closely behind him.
Seeing this, Fu Nanyao smiled gently.
A woman who doesn't know needlework will be despised by her brother.
After waiting for a long time, no quarreling sound came from the west wing.
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The next day was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
Early in the morning, Fu Ciyi sat by the window copying books.
Not wanting to disturb him, Yan Funing planned to go to the town alone to sell winter bamboo shoots and buy some ingredients for making glutinous rice balls.
Fu Beimo sensibly carried the backpack: "Sister-in-law, I'll help you."
"Your arm..."
"It doesn't hurt at all." He moved his wrist. "It really doesn't hurt!"
Only then did Yan Funing agree to let him help carry the backpack to the village entrance.
The uncle and his sister-in-law were passing by a big tree in the village when they heard someone saying that the crops had been destroyed.
Yan Funing listened carefully. They seemed to be saying, "These are the plots of land belonging to Fu Wan's family."
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