Not long after, Yan Funing and Fu Beimo came back each carrying a bucket of water.
The well water poured into a large wooden basin, crushed soap nuts were put into the water, the clothes were immersed in it, and the aunt and sister-in-law began to scrub them.
The clothes are hardly dirty, just rub them gently.
Yan Funing went to the room and got a small wooden basin, then put the washed clothes in it after wrung out.
After changing the basin of water, the aunt and sister-in-law began to wash Fu Beimo and Fu Ciyi's clothes.
Fu Beimo saw some of his clothes thrown on the ground and said dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you wash them?"
"It's all covered in mud, so wash it last."
Fu Nanyao glanced at him sideways and spoke in a clear voice.
Although he knew the reason, Fu Beimo was still a little unhappy, always feeling that he was being treated differently.
Remembering that he still had a piece of candy that he hadn't eaten yesterday, he hurried back to his room to get it out and handed it to Fu Nanyao right under her nose.
"Here..." When she leaned over to him, Fu Beimo quickly stuffed the candy into her mouth, "I won't give it to you!"
"Fu Beimo!"
Fu Nanyao dropped her clothes.
However, his lame leg could not bear the weight and he was unable to get up from the stool.
Fu Ciyi heard the quarrel and turned his gaze to the courtyard.
I never expected to see Yan Funing holding her clothes in her hands and washing them, one by one...
Forget about the outerwear.
As for the middle clothes, it’s just… okay to just barely wear them.
What made him feel uncomfortable was that she was just starting to wash the very briefs he was wearing.
A gloom instantly covered his handsome face. He put down his pen and left the room.
"Who told you to wash it?"
Yan Funing was startled: "I just took the clothes away, and you didn't stop me."
Rub it quickly, dip it in water, pick it up, and rub another part again.
At this moment, her slender white fingers pinched——
It’s a certain part of the pants!
Fu Ciyi's expression became increasingly ugly, a cold glint of disgust flashed across his eyes, and his hands behind his back were immediately clenched, with the base of his bones clearly visible.
Wan Niang, who was basking in the sun, heard her son's bad tone and retorted with his own words: "Ci Yi, aren't you copying a book?"
What's so surprising about a wife helping her husband wash clothes?
In view of his mother's words, Fu Ciyi restrained the urge to pick up a certain woman and throw her out of the yard, and returned to his room.
Yan Funing didn't realize at all that there was anything wrong with washing someone else's clothes.
But it is true that someone is unhappy.
She stood up, shook her hands, and went to him.
"I thought if you didn't stop me, it meant you allowed me to wash it. Besides, you're copying books, and your time is precious."
Fu Ciyi didn't even raise his head and continued copying the book.
Yan Funing continued softly, "I'm helping you wash clothes, not asking you to teach me how to read and write. You don't have to feel any psychological burden."
She just wanted to give him a psychological hint that he would feel bad if he didn't teach her.
Fu Nanyao was furious when she saw that her brother disliked a certain woman washing his clothes. Although she felt like gloating, she was afraid of being implicated, so she sat down on a small stool and washed all the remaining clothes of Fu Beimo.
Seeing that no one paid any attention to her no matter what she said, Yan Funing simply went back to the courtyard.
I poured out the water in the big wooden basin, put the clothes in, and tried to lift it, but I couldn't lift it.
The family's wet clothes were too heavy.
However, Fu Nanyao had difficulty walking and could not lift heavy objects.
Fortunately, Fu Beimo grabbed the wooden basin: "I'll help my sister-in-law carry it."
"Thank you Bei Mo!"
The uncle and his sister-in-law carried the basin, followed by Fu Nanyao, and the three of them went to the river.
At this moment, there were many people beating clothes with mallets by the river. Most of the clothes being washed were made of homespun cloth, coarse linen, etc.
Fortunately, the river pier was divided into two ends, so Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao went to the empty end.
When several women saw the Fu family coming, they started whispering to each other because they knew the clothes were only rinsed and the material was different from theirs.
"Silk and satin can't be beaten or washed. If you beat them, they'll tear. How can they be as strong as our clothes?"
"You're wearing silk and satin, yet you still have to come to the river to wash your clothes. I thought you'd have a maid to help you."
"With maids serving you, why would you live in a poor place in the countryside?"
"That lame girl, even if she washes clothes well, will never get married."
"That's right, even if you give it to my son, we won't take it."
Hearing these words, Fu Nanyao's hands, which were pinching her clothes, trembled constantly, and her eyes became red.
"Some people have such dirty mouths that their saliva has even stained the riverbank. It's disgusting." Yan Funing stood up and picked up the large wooden basin. "Bei Mo, help me carry the basin of water."
Fu Beimo, who was playing with the dog on the shore, heard the news and quickly ran over. He rolled up his sleeves and carried a full basin of water with Yan Funing.
The two of them worked together and poured the entire basin of water directly to the other side of the river.
A woman jumped up and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Yan Funing: "What did you just say?"
The woman pointed at Fu Nanyao and said, "I said no one wants a lame girl. Even if I pay her gold, my son won't want her."
Yan Funing: "Do you have a mirror at home?"
The woman was stunned: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Yan Funing: "Go home and let your son take good care of you. He looks like a lazy toad, and you still want to eat swan meat?"
The woman said angrily, "How do you know what my son looks like? He is very handsome."
Yan Funing asked calmly, "Mother Xiao, don't you know what you look like?"
Fu Beimo's eyes widened as he asked the woman, "You're so ugly and your mouth stinks, don't you know it?"
The woman was about to retort when she was pulled away by the woman next to her and they walked away.
"Why are you pulling me in? Didn't the Fu and Qian families' mother-in-law and daughter-in-law tell us to scold them if we see them?"
"Oh my, that young lady has a powerful mouth, and that fool is not easy to bully. Let's not get involved in the fun of the Hu and Fu families."
Although their voices were low, Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao still heard them.
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