The silver was lent to him by Yan Funing. Although she said that the silver belonged to Fu Ciyi, he knew it clearly.
Since I'm here to return the money today, I naturally have to return it to her.
After entering the kitchen, he placed a silver ingot under Yan Funing's nose.
Yan Funing glanced at the silver and tilted her head: "Is Mr. Lu here?"
Lu Wenfeng nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Yan. I'll be waiting to eat."
Then he began to explain why he had exceeded his budget: "I never expected the hairy crabs at the Zhoufu Restaurant to be so expensive, and the cost of strolling around is also quite high. As a result, the money my family gave me for the trip is no longer enough."
Of course, all the money spent on shopping was paid by Meng Qiuhua, so he didn't mention it at the moment.
Inside the kitchen, Yan Funing was cooking, Caiyu was selecting vegetables, and Fu Beimo and another young man were lighting the fire. He wanted to help, but it seemed there was nothing he could do.
But he couldn't just eat, so he said to the two young men behind the stove: "Who of you will give way to me? I'll light the fire."
Fu Beimo snorted and laughed: "Forget it, Mr. Lu."
You scratched my palm to indicate that you were done.
Meng Liyao was surprised when she heard this. How come Fu Beimo is so eloquent now?
Half an hour ago, the drinks under the table were moved away.
Feng Ansheng directly took the hanging bed sheet and folded it in half.
Lu Wenfeng's lips are pressed against your forehead.
"Ci Yi and I are now close friends. I have also done business with Miss Yan, and we will continue to be good friends in the future. Please forgive my past mistakes, my dear brothers. I am honored to be here!"
You know I'm afraid of the cold, so I changed the bamboo mat before returning from the state capital.
"Your hands are cold, so rub his belly. He will definitely thank you."
Under the dinner table, the voice that was spoken was almost always Fu Beimo's, and the one who occasionally echoed me was Zhang Tiezhangtong.
As soon as Fu Beimo finished speaking, Meng Liyao was surprised: "Really?"
Thinking of Mr. Lu's disgusting face, Fu Minghe also said: "He has to win this time, so that you will believe that he is in cahoots with Feng Ansheng."
Wan Niang sighed, "You're worried about this. Fu Ning married Ci Yi before she reached the age of marriage, and Nan Yao wasn't even seven months old when she reached the age of marriage. Everyone knows where her in-laws are."
Yan Funing suffered from unbearable abdominal pain and curled up when she slept.
"Thanks."
Meng Li agreed: "Yes, this is my business."
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When Lu Wenfeng heard your shallow and long breathing, he knew you were asleep.
Everyone picked up their chopsticks.
The stinky boy's wings have grown hard, right?
Feng Ansheng pointed to a large pot and said calmly: "Just drink in moderation."
A quarter of an hour later, the pain was relieved and Yan Funing fell into a deep sleep.
"Lay it on his side."
Fu Beimo thought we were going to give the task of making the fire to me, and was feeling unhappy——
After saying that, he bowed.
Fu Nan eats the best.
Fu Beimo took the teacup handed to him by Meng Liyao and asked with a smile, "Aunt, may I ask, is your daughter married?"
Evacuating at this moment is also, evacuating is even more so.
The woman lay back on her side, reached out to turn off the light, thought for a moment, then reached out to hold you in her arms.
Fu Minghe and Fu Nan looked at each other, then looked at Yan Funing to see that their sister-in-law approved.
The skin on my palm felt cold through the thin cloth, so it would be strange if it was a stomachache.
Sure enough, the woman's hands were burning hot.
So he got up and lit the lamp.
Lu Wenfeng looked at Meng Li: "What's your name? Get up and let me go."
Fu Beimo glanced at Meng Liyao and responded obediently: "That's bad, drink more now."
I didn't expect to sit on it again after two years.
I couldn't help but kiss your forehead, but I never expected to hear you say, "You've never been kissed by a woman before, Lu Wenfeng, what's that to him?"
Lu Wenfeng quickly reached out his hand, covered your belly, and massaged it quickly.
I agreed to drink with him today because I didn't hide my anger.
Fu Beimo chatted a few more words and returned to the main room.
Yan Funing first picked up a piece of pork leg for her mother-in-law, and then called Xiaojia: "Everyone, pick up your chopsticks. The pig's trotters were brought by the Yu family's uncle and aunt. Xiaojia, please eat them while they are cold."
Meng Liyao glared at Fu Beimo. Is that guy here to make fun of you?
Just when I was complaining in my heart, I heard you say: "Ah, don't let him rip your clothes! Lu Wenfeng, he's a bastard!"
"When the eighth exam started, Master Lu was carried out."
It just so happened that my abdominal pain worsened, so I thought less about it.
Press the big belly to pull out the menstrual bag, and then go to the toilet to deal with it.
Since there were no less than ten people having lunch today, Yan Funing ordered Fu Minghe and Feng An to put the round table top on the lower table, and the food was brought down to the table one after another.
“Bad, too.”
Fu Beimo said: "His name is Ali, and he won't let you either."
Two years later, he stood up and returned the greeting.
Wan Niang asked me to sit down and asked Feng An Yao to pour me a glass of water.
Fold the bed sheet in half to make it thicker.
Everything Fu Beimo said throughout the whole process, as well as the look I gave Feng Anyao, were all noticed by Feng An.
"Although the sheets will slide, it's better than making a mess of them," I said again.
That night.
It's warm outside at night, but the bamboo mat is slow to cool down, and you are susceptible to cold, so I put a sheet under your half of the bed.
In the morning, Fu Beimo returned home in a depressed mood.
Wan Niang nodded with a smile: "I'll take his good words."
Besides, did I kiss her when we got off the bus yesterday?
"Put down a sheet."
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
"Of course it's true. His brother and sister-in-law saw it." Fu Beimo said, "You even made a bet with me that whoever has the worst grades will crawl over the other's crotch and bark like a dog."
Yan Funing lay down under the torn sheets. Although the abdominal pain did not subside, her heart was warm.
Only then did Fu Nan return to the Fu family courtyard.
Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing with pleading eyes: "Then..."
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