Fu Ciyi remained silent.
She always felt that if he mentioned something, she would do the opposite.
On this issue, the couple had a tacit understanding and never mentioned it to each other again.
It's quite relaxing for one person to paint and the other to read.
Late at night, the two returned to the bedroom, and Yan Funing took out their respective thick pajamas from the closet.
"It's getting cold. Your previous pajamas are too thin. You should change into something thicker." She stuffed his pajamas into his arms and said, "Go wash them first."
"Okay."
Fu Ciyi pinched the thickness of the clothes in his hands.
The material is not only of a certain thickness, but also has more shape than thin pajamas, which is very good and can prevent embarrassment.
He immediately took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.
Seeing that the sun was shining brightly, Yan Funing took the quilt and hung it out to dry in the small courtyard in the main yard.
"He belongs to Brother Agou."
Yan Funing explained, "Ali used to be short of food and clothing, so it was unusual for him to grow so fast. Now he's getting worse." She turned and looked at the two of them. "Usually, during the voice change period, people grow rapidly and their height decreases. They need to eat less and exercise less, so they can grow shorter."
I must be shorter than my brother so that I can’t protect my sister-in-law any worse.
She changed into thick pajamas tonight, and there was a considerable distance between her and him.
After you said that, the two of them immediately covered their mouths and blushed, which was rare.
With your big body that can even tie a chicken with your hands, it would be difficult for you to practice kung fu badly.
Meng Li knew how to read. He quietly drew out a sword and asked Chen Jiangmei, "Is that yours?"
I smiled at Yan Funing happily: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
The two people's voices were not hoarse to the same degree, like the voices of ducks.
"Bei Mo Ali, let's go to the blacksmith shop."
A person walked through the middle of the doorway with a smile on his face. It was Caiyu.
Tong Cheng blushed slightly. "What skills do I have? I just need to be careful and meticulous to make a living."
When the two of them got into bed, Fu Ciyi felt a little uncomfortable.
I quietly reached out to touch her little hand, and sure enough, it was warm.
Tong Cheng had been waiting for Yan Funing those days. Seeing you finally come, he hurriedly left the shop and took out eight swords and a dagger.
Fu Ciyi stood in the corridor and watched her tiptoeing to spread the quilt, secretly cursing himself for being so rude yesterday.
The eight people walked towards the main courtyard in unison. Caiyu patted the quilt and hurriedly followed.
Yan Funing laughed along: "Are they all disgusted?"
Yan Funing said softly, "Brother Li, just wait until you get the sword."
Yan Funing directly handed me a silver ingot: "I will find it."
Caiyu agreed: "No, Uncle Li, take a rest."
A few days ago, the little girl was afraid of the cold and kept huddling close to him. Her hands and feet would automatically search for the source of heat and kept groping him.
For two years, they fought to get the sword.
Now if you want to protect yourself, you must not conceal your weapons.
"Disgusted." The eight people said in unison.
As soon as he finished speaking, he arrived at the gate of the house.
Yan Funing nodded: "They are here to urge you to go to the blacksmith shop, right?"
"My wife knows so little."
The huge guy ran slowly and happily towards the carriage.
"Well, you plan to take it directly to a clothing store for customization."
Yan Funing heard the teasing in my words and smiled deeply: "Do you know what your husband's voice looks like during his voice change period?"
Yan Funing said, "We want to go with you to the blacksmith shop. It's only a short distance, so let us drive."
Two quilts were spread out on bamboo poles. Considering that the weather would get colder, the quilt pads were also hung out to dry.
In fact, our voices didn't change at all in the past, but it was never as obvious as it is now. It sounded weird, but I couldn't help laughing.
Fu Ciyi nodded and watched us go away.
For more than two years, I have admitted that I was called "sister-in-law" and "bad sister-in-law" over and over again.
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Yan Funing declined: "Brother Tong's weapon-making skills are very good, he should accept the money."
Although the wind was cold, the ground was dry.
Said he would give change.
The voice was funny and made Yan Funing giggle.
"Brother, the sword that your sister-in-law gave you looks bad, doesn't it?"
Caiyu helped spread the quilt and laughed again, "That sounds quite naughty." She paused slightly, puzzled, "Ali is older, why is he with Master Beimo?"
Seeing that Chen Jiangmei and Meng Li had taken the driving seat, Chen Jiangmei was holding the reins and was unwilling to let go.
The next morning, the weather was fine.
He is no longer needed.
Suddenly you felt something eerie behind you, and you turned around quickly, only to see Fu Beimo glancing at you indifferently.
The car turned back into the alley and just as I saw my own door, I saw Fu Ciyi stretching his neck, looking forward to it.
Yan Funing lifted the carriage curtain and said, "Let's take their measurements today. You're going to make them custom-made suits. It would also make their swords look better."
"Master Bei Mo, please don't say that." Caiyu finally took the sword. "Okay, help me take it back."
Yan Funing went back to her room to get her purse and called out to the two of them.
"Four ounces, seven hundred wen." Tong Cheng raised his head and said loudly, "Give her something higher."
Li Xinheng was delighted when he heard this and moved closer to Yan Funing: "Listen to your sister-in-law."
Fu Ciyi got off the horse and held the reins, wondering if his tight-fitting appearance would make Caiyu look less.
"Tight suit?" The two people driving and Fu Ciyi exclaimed in unison.
"Sister-in-law."
Seeing this, Yan Funing covered her lips and smiled, "Bei Mo and Ali should have entered the voice change period. Girls' voice change period is around seventeen to eighteen years old. We are just at that time."
Fu Ciyi took the sword handed over by Caiyu and thanked Yan Funing excitedly: "Thank you, young lady!"
The blacksmith shop arrived very slowly.
Meng Li smiled and left the main courtyard: "Since you followed my sister-in-law, you have been eating poorly and have grown shorter."
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