So her kindness to him was all to make up for it.
Fu Ciyi withdrew his hand from her chin and said coldly, "Let's separate..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Funing hurried to confirm: "Do you mean we divorced early?"
The tone was one of surprise, mixed with joy.
"dream."
"What do you mean?"
"During this period, I will live in the school."
Yan Funing couldn't help but mutter, "Stay in the academy again?" Then she asked him, "Are you planning to stay for three days or five days this time?"
Fu Ciyi said calmly: "At least one month, at most three months."
"So long?"
She asked in surprise, but she couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
This way time will pass faster.
It would be better if he could stay for one or two years.
Outside the west wing, several people pricked up their ears.
There seemed to be a quarrel in the house, but they only vaguely heard a few words and could not hear what the couple was saying.
Fu Ciyi opened the door.
Four heads were pressed against the door, high and low. When the door opened, they almost fell into the house together.
Caiyu hurriedly pulled Fu Nanyao back, and Meng Li retracted his hand that was reaching out to Fu Nanyao.
The four of them laughed awkwardly: "Did you finish your chat?"
Fu Ciyi glanced at them and walked to the main hall.
"Mom, starting tomorrow I will stay in the school longer."
Wan Niang was puzzled: "Why, is it about preparing for the exam again?"
Fu Ciyi sat down opposite his mother and said, "Yesterday the school was looking for a substitute teacher to take Master Hao's class."
He didn't agree yesterday, but changed his mind today.
The substitute teacher's fee was fifteen taels, plus his own fifteen taels, which made thirty taels a month. Adding the fee for copying, he could earn even more in a month.
The mysterious man not only has a prominent background, but also has wealth.
He was instantly outshined, and that was the most unpleasant thing.
Wanniang asked, "Substitute teacher?"
Yan Funing walked slowly to the main hall. She wanted to confirm whether he was acting on impulse when he said he would live in the school this time.
Fu Ciyi caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't look at her. He said to his mother, "Master Hao and his wife are going home because their daughter-in-law is about to give birth. In this case, I will take over Master Hao's class."
Wan Niang nodded. "Besides, I need to prepare for the autumn exam, so living in the academy is a good idea." She paused slightly, her eyes unfocused as she looked outside. "Where's Fu Ning?"
Yan Funing entered the main room: "Mom, I'm here."
"I seem to have heard you say that Master Hao's son and daughter-in-law are about the same age as you. Tell me, their young couple are about to become parents, and you..."
She was blind and had little work to do on weekdays, so she hoped they would have a baby soon so she could hold it.
"Mom, this is worse than bad." Yan Funing pushed the problem onto someone else. "My husband said he would stay in the academy for three months. At least during these three months, my husband and I can't have children."
Fu Ciyi was shocked when he heard this.
What kind of woman can say such things without blushing or getting nervous?
Wan Niang murmured repeatedly: "Creating a human being?"
Yan Funing sat down beside Wan Niang with a smile, took her arm, and whispered affectionately, "Mom, making a human being means carrying a child."
He said it would take at least one month and at most three months, which shows that the specific time has not yet been determined.
She then asked him to live in the school for three months!
Wan Niang smiled and pinched her little face: "You are so good. It won't be too late to have another baby in three months." Then she turned her face to her eldest son and said, "Ci Yi, just stay in the school for three months."
Yan Funing raised her eyebrows.
Done!
Even if he doesn't want to stay for three months, it won't work.
Having said this, Fu Ciyi became anxious.
He grabbed Yan Funing's wrist and pulled her up: "Mom, I want to say a few words to her."
Wan Niang thought it was just a private conversation between a young couple. After all, her eldest son would be living in the academy tomorrow. She nodded in agreement and said, "Go ahead."
The man pulled Yan Funing into the west wing, warned Fu Beimo and others not to eavesdrop, and then closed the door again.
"Three months later, you want to... create a human being with me?"
The word "create a human being" is really awkward. How did she come up with that?
Yan Funing raised her eyebrows: "Dream on!"
She returned the word "dream" to him.
Fu Ciyi scoffed: "I don't care."
He didn't want to have children with her.
Yan Funing tilted her head and blinked her watery eyes: "Mutually."
He had to stay in the school for three months, and the unhappiness he had just felt was replaced by happiness.
It was Fu Ciyi's turn to be unhappy.
The unpleasantness brought by the mysterious man and the fact that he was inexplicably forced to stay in the school for three months were unpleasant no matter how he thought about it.
The next day, Fu Ciyi packed his luggage and went to school.
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At the end of April, Yan Funing took Caiyu, Mengli and Fu Beimo to harvest winter wheat.
The Li family also had land to harvest, so Yan Funing ordered Li Xinheng to take care of his own work.
The two fields were not far apart. When Li Xinheng was taking a break, he walked to the Fu family's field.
"Miss, the young master has been staying in the academy for a few days. I heard that the academy has a field holiday. Should we call him back?"
Yan Funing waved the sickle in her hand: "My husband needs to study hard for the exam, so it's better for us not to disturb him."
He had only been there for a few days, and when I went to call him, he came back and no longer lived in the school. What should I do?
Li Xinheng nodded: "That's true."
There are three acres of winter wheat fields. If the harvest cannot be completed in one day, we can continue the next day.
We were busy for several days. Although we had no experience in harvesting, we were busy as always and the harvest was pretty good.
Bags of wheat were piled up in the corner of the main room.
Wan Niang smelled the fragrance of wheat grains and was very happy: "Good harvest, good harvest!"
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