No, not dirty.
She was the one who provoked him first.
Outside the house, large snowflakes swirled down, fluttering down and seeming to be extremely lingering.
The night becomes increasingly quiet.
Fu Ciyi didn't dare to go too far and let her go after a while.
Yan Funing probably felt uncomfortable, and she let out a soft moan and unconsciously shrank into his arms.
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The next day, the floor of the house was covered with snow.
The snow was at least two or three inches thick.
Looking at the white snow and then looking up at the sky, the snow was still falling with no sign of slowing down. Yan Funing couldn't help but start to get anxious.
Meng Li turned around and went back to the courtyard.
You were in a hurry to come out today and you haven't given Li Xinheng the acupuncture yet.
As they chatted, Lou asked about Fu Nanyao's lack of an in-law family.
The carriage passed by the Li family at the entrance of the village. Meng Li stopped when he heard the sound and walked out slowly.
Look, everyone at home has finished eating slowly, but you are taking your time.
"Nan Yao's in-laws are slow to come up with a plan. Ci Yi said they'll discuss it before I take the imperial examination." Wan Niang said with a sigh.
He Shi comforted her: "Sister Wanniang must be worried. Nan Yao is ugly and will definitely find a bad husband."
At this moment, the culprit looked very angry, as if everything that happened last night had happened.
But his eyes still quietly turned to your lips.
Wan Niang said, "Yes, Ci Yi, he is waiting for Fu Ning."
Yan Funing placed her hands under the hand warmer, and her face flushed slightly because it was warm inside the car.
Fu Ciyi, Li's mother and Caiyu followed.
The lips became redder.
"Is there, mother?" Yan Funing raised her head and ate her porridge in big mouthfuls. "It's probably because of the weather."
Fu Beimo glanced at his brother indifferently and did not speak.
Lou touched her belly and smiled, "I'm staying at home, so I came to chat with my sister."
Yan Funing looked at me like this and giggled.
"It's snowing so hard, the cabbages in our fields are going to freeze!"
Hearing this, Wan Niang smiled and said, "Yes, Fu Ning will listen to Ci Yi."
"We're in the car together, chatting for a while. Husband, please don't talk to Bei Mo like that." Yan Funing turned to look at Li Xinheng. "It does hurt, but it might be because of the damp winter."
Li Xinheng laughed heartily.
Yan Funing pushed my hair aside, looked at the scar under my scalp, and then took my pulse.
Wan Niang heard this and said, "But didn't you eat enough spicy dishes at dinner last night?"
"Girl, can you take some of his straw to the field?" Yan Funing's voice came from inside the car.
"What should I do then?"
Meng Li laughed even more happily. Seeing Fu Beimo and Yan Funing still sitting in the car, he hurriedly called out, "Master, Miss."
"We can only go to the fields today and harvest the mature cabbages. Those that are still growing should be covered with straw to protect them from the cold. If we wait until the snow melts, the temperature will be even lower than when it snowed, and most of the cabbages will surely be frozen."
"Let's deal with the bad things outside the land and go back to continue the acupuncture."
Except for Wanniang and Fu Nanyao, everyone else was slow to leave the village, so they ate quite slowly.
Fu Ciyi took an umbrella, opened it, and followed her to help her block the snow.
It's not cold and spicy, and even when it touches the warm porridge, it doesn't feel hot at all.
On the other side, my family would be busy with work outside the fields.
Li Xinheng stuck out his tongue at his brother.
Li Xinheng turned the wrist that Yan Funing had pressed on him, and smiled innocently: "You listen to your sister-in-law."
Wan Niang lowered her voice and said, "You are worried about your family's eldest couple."
Yan Funing said, "Brother Li, Ali, let's have breakfast quickly. We have to go to the fields to harvest cabbages today."
Meng Lihuan said, "You're worried about that. The small cabbages that have spoiled outside the Fu family's fields should be harvested. There's not much snow, so they'll freeze well."
The girl is awake, but her lips are red and swollen. There is only one possibility, that is, you are more delicate than I thought.
Meng Liya asked loudly, "Is Caiyu here?"
In the courtyard, Li Xinheng and Meng Li were clearing the snow.
Fu Ciyi nodded: "I understand, mother."
"Okay, there are more of us, so we can collect it faster."
"Bei Mo's condition is getting worse, the silver needle technique must continue."
I rubbed my head and said, "You're talking nonsense."
Is it because I went too far?
Fu Ciyi noticed her expression and asked in confusion, "You said last night you enjoyed playing in the snow, why do you look so sad now?"
On the road, Fu Ciyi and Li's mother drove the car.
After a while, everyone went to the dining room to have dinner.
"This is because my sister-in-law's medical skills are poor." Li Xinheng said, glancing at Yan Funing's lips. "My sister-in-law's mouth is a lot redder than yesterday. Does it hurt?"
"Sister Lou, how are you coming here with a small belly? If you slip along the way, it will be a big problem." Wan Niang said.
"Agou is back?" You would yell until you were old, looking at the carriage behind you, "Agou, he is following the young master and the young lady, he must be doing bad things."
Li Xinheng obediently sat beside Yan Funing, looking up, to show you.
Inside the carriage, Li Xinheng pointed to the door leading to the outer room. "This bed outside looks small or large. Have you and your sister-in-law slept on it? Your sister-in-law will often lie on it. Your brother is short, so it won't be easy for you."
After saying that, she hurried out.
His expression was serious.
Guilt immediately welled up in his heart, and he said softly, "My wife is at home, you can just go outside the village."
She looked at the sky again. It looked like the snow wouldn't stop for a while, and there was no sign of a blizzard.
Yan Funing nodded in agreement.
After laughing enough, he waved at me: "Bei Mo, let me show you his head."
Fu Nanyao brought down the cold tea, and the eight of them gathered together to chat.
Yan Funing ate slowly, but as she ate, she felt her lips getting old. She initially thought the porridge had burned her lips, but as she finished, she felt the heat on the outside of her mouth again.
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