"I, I'm going to do the laundry."
Fu Nanyao realized that she had said something wrong and turned back to her room to get the wooden basin.
Fu Beimo approached his brother and asked naively, "Brother, what is seduction?"
Fu Ciyi felt a lump in his throat, and his eyes, which were already as dark as ink, suddenly became even darker.
At this time, Fu Nanyao limped out carrying her own bath water, and no one was there to help her fetch water.
Besides, the bath water was still hot, so she used it to wash her clothes.
He sat on the small stool, not daring to raise his head at all.
Seeing that his brother ignored him, Fu Beimo thought about how Yuanlian had been targeting his sister-in-law recently, so he guessed that "seduction" was a bad word, and squatted down in front of Fu Nanyao angrily.
"Hey, who did you say sister-in-law seduced?" As he asked, his mind seemed to turn around, "You want to say sister-in-law seduced brother, right? They sleep in the same bed, is there still a need for seduction? Round-faced, you idiot!"
He had to scold her harshly so that Yuanlian would get angry and refuse to wash his clothes, and then his sister-in-law would help him wash his clothes.
Fu Ciyi suddenly felt a headache.
Fu Nanyao didn't even dare to say a word.
At this moment, even if Fu Beimo scolded her, she would not talk back, but would obediently help him wash his clothes.
Yan Funing was taking a bath in the room. There was no bathtub at home, so she could only use a wooden basin to wash.
The edge of the wooden basin is low, so you need to be careful when washing to prevent water from splashing onto the ground.
In addition, I have been carrying a backpack for the past few days, and the old red marks on my shoulders have not yet disappeared, and new ones have appeared.
As soon as the water touched my shoulders, they started to ache, so I moved even slower.
After she finished washing and opened the door, she was confused to see someone coming back with a gloomy face and continuing to write.
In the yard, Fu Nanyao was washing clothes diligently, and Fu Beimo was urging her happily.
Yan Funing turned her gaze back to someone: "Do you still want me to wash your clothes?"
Fu Ciyi said nothing.
Yan Funing took it as his tacit consent for her to wash, picked up his clothes and her own clothes and left the room.
She washed her own clothes first, then changed the water and washed someone else's.
Soon, both of their clothes were rubbed.
She picked up the basin, placed the edge on her hips, and went to the river to rinse.
Seeing his sister-in-law wash the clothes cleanly and skillfully, Fu Beimo urged Fu Nanyao: "What are you washing, you idiot? You're taking so long, who are you trying to seduce?"
He used her words against him.
Although I haven’t fully understood what seduction means, it’s always right to use bad words to insult people.
Fu Nanyao splashed water on Fu Beimo's face and said, "Try to curse me again, and I'll throw all your clothes into the river."
Only then did Fu Beimo shut up.
His sister-in-law had already gone to the river, so he couldn't bother her to help him wash.
When Yan Funing came back after rinsing her clothes, Fu Nanyao asked Fu Beimo to carry the wooden basin to the river.
Putting the wooden basin on the ground, Yan Funing dried her hands with a cotton towel and began to collect the clothes that had been hung out to dry.
The air was dry and the sun was shining, so the clothes were dried in just two days.
Wan Niang took a short nap in the main hall, and when she woke up she called out, "Fu Ning."
Yan Funing responded and hung the clothes on her arms: "Mother, I'm collecting clothes."
After putting away her mother-in-law and Nan Yao's clothes, she went to help her back to her room.
Wan Niang patted her hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
“It’s not hard.”
After a while, Yan Funing came out and put Fu Beimo's clothes in the east wing.
Only then did she start to collect her and someone else's clothes, piled them directly on the bed, and began to hang them out to dry.
Suddenly the wind got stronger.
The sky has been clear these past two days, with almost no wind. Even if there is a breeze, it is only a light breeze that can't blow away clothes.
But at this moment the wind suddenly picked up. If I hung the clothes on the bamboo poles to dry as before, they would be blown away.
She had no choice but to go back to her room.
"Please help me lower the rack a little bit. Put the bamboo pole through my sleeves and trouser legs to dry the clothes. The wind won't blow them away."
"good."
Although it was only one word, the voice was gentle and pleasant to the ear.
Yan Funing was surprised to find that someone's attitude was unexpectedly good.
This time, when he rebuilt the scaffolding, he actually asked her, "Is this height okay?"
Yan Funing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's done."
Not only that, he also said: "I will hold up the bamboo pole, and you put your sleeves and trouser legs on it."
The two of them worked together in this way, and the process became much faster.
When she put one leg of his shorts on the bamboo pole, Fu Ciyi couldn't help but lower his eyes.
Anyway, she had already washed and dried several pairs of pants for him, so this one wouldn't make any difference.
only……
She had so many pairs of shorts, but the one she was wearing was the only one she had taken out newly; the others had all been washed by her.
He felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about having to wear the panties that she had pinched and rubbed tomorrow.
At this moment, Yan Funing said, "Okay, go back to your room and copy it."
Fu Ciyi saw that there was still a piece of pink clothing left in the wooden basin and said, "There's one more."
Following his gaze, Yan Funing frowned and quickly bent down to hold the underwear in her palm: "I can dry this myself."
Fu Ciyi didn't insist. He put the bamboo pole back on the rack and went back to his room.
Yan Funing let out a long breath, then quietly lifted the bamboo pole and passed the shoulder straps of her small dress through it.
During this era, the undergarments of women from poor families only had the front part of their clothes covered, similar to a blouse or bellyband.
The underwear chosen by women from wealthy families is much more exquisite and complex.
For example, hers, brought from the Yan family, was made of fine materials and had exquisite embroidery. Its shape was very different from a bellyband, but similar to a tube top, and had a similar function to modern underwear.
There are two fixed shoulder straps on the top, which are half an inch wide, and there are ties on the back to adjust the looseness.
Moreover, the overall structure is intriguing.
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