Sprinkle some salt on the oil residue, stir well and set aside.
Then put the freshly cut cabbage directly into the pot and stir-fry. Boil lard in the pot, so there is no need to add oil.
Rice was cooking in another pot, and spare ribs were steaming on the rice rack.
The whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of rice, pork ribs and stir-fried dishes.
This made Fu Beimo and Fu Nanyao swallow their saliva.
After Fu Nanyao finished drying the clothes, Fu Beimo hurried to the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law, what are we eating tonight?"
"Steamed spareribs and stir-fried cabbage."
Yan Funing was flipping the cabbage with a spatula. She turned her head and saw Fu Beimo standing in front of the bowl of lard residue, slurping his saliva.
Then he smiled and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat."
"Then take a pair of chopsticks and be careful not to burn your mouth."
"Alright." Fu Beimo picked up a piece of lard with chopsticks, blew on it and ate it, praising, "Sister-in-law, what is this? It's crispy and delicious."
"It's just lard residue, but you can't eat too much. It tastes good, fragrant and crispy."
Fu Beimo nodded: "Then let's eat together."
"Okay." Yan Funing said, "Please add some firewood for me."
Fu Beimo agreed and went behind the stove.
Fu Nanyao came in and asked, "What delicious food did Beimo eat just now?"
She can't fall behind.
Fu Beimo poked his head out from behind the stove: "That's the food we're going to eat tonight, you're not allowed to eat it secretly."
Fu Nanyao glanced at the golden and fragrant oil residue on the small table, pursed her lips, and walked away.
After the food was ready, Fu Beimo stopped Yan Funing from serving it.
"Sister-in-law burned her fingers. She should rest. I'll serve her."
"Thank you Bei Mo!"
Yan Funing took the chopsticks and the small bowl of oil residue and went to the main room.
Soon, the family sat down.
Yan Funing said, "The spareribs are steamed today, everyone, come and eat."
"Fu Ning can cook the ribs in so many different ways. We're in for a real treat." Wan Niang was very satisfied with her meal. "The meat is so soft and tender, and you can even chew the bones."
Only then did Fu Nanyao eat the lard residue. She knew that her brother had just eaten it in the kitchen, and she was quite dissatisfied with this.
"It's pork ribs, cabbage, and radish every day. Can't we change it up?"
She poked at the rice and picked up a piece of lard to eat.
Wan Niang put down her chopsticks and said, "If you're full, get out."
Fu Beimo also said: "Sister always says that she eats a lot every time. Her face is so round after eating so much. How can she have the nerve to say sister-in-law?"
"Mom, Bei Mo, why are you both helping her?" Fu Nanyao looked at her brother for help, "Brother..."
Yan Funing murmured to herself that if Fu Nanyao could argue more fiercely, she could ask someone for an early divorce.
Someone has always protected his sister, and will probably do so this time as well.
So I waited quietly.
Unexpectedly, Fu Nanyao saw her brother lowering his eyes to eat. Although she could not see his expression, she suddenly remembered her brother's eyes just now and had to bury her head in eating.
Wan Niang picked up her chopsticks again: "Okay, let's eat."
The main room became quiet.
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That night, it was late and everyone was asleep, with only the sound of the wind.
Yan Funing sat on the edge of the bed folding clothes, while Fu Ciyi was copying at the desk.
"At dinner, Nan Yao said the dishes were the same old ones, so I thought about going to town to buy some tomorrow. You won't let me go alone, or should I take Bei Mo with me?"
Fu Ciyi moved slightly. In the candlelight, his figure magnified on the wall, enveloping her shadow...
It was like shackles, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
After a moment, he said, "Don't take what Nan Yao said to heart."
Yan Funing pursed her lips.
Listen, it’s finally maintenance.
After all, she is an outsider, and they are a family, so it is most appropriate to protect her in this way.
She was neither angry nor annoyed.
It's just that she works hard to cook, so it would be best if she could get a compliment, but if not, don't make sarcastic remarks.
However, it was inappropriate for her to say this to him.
Even if she had emotions, she shouldn't express them to him. After all, if they got to the bottom of it, they had nothing to do with each other.
Suddenly she thought of Caiyu. If Caiyu were next to her, she would definitely roll up her sleeves and fight with others.
It would cost a lot of money to bring Caiyu out of Yan's house, but she simply did not have the financial resources for that now.
So he folded the clothes in silence.
I folded my clothes and his separately, and then put them into the wooden box separately, leaving a considerable distance between them.
It's like an insurmountable gap.
After copying two more pages, Fu Ciyi spoke again: "Tomorrow, I will go to the town with you."
"oh."
Yan Funing took the bed sheet, hung it in the middle of the bed as usual, and tied the two ends.
For some reason, someone was copying until late at night today.
It was inconvenient for her to take off her clothes and go to bed, so she moved a round stool to sit next to the table and watched him write calligraphy quietly.
Seeing that she was sitting obediently, although Fu Ciyi didn't like her being too close to him, he didn't drive her away.
Seeing her yawning again and again, he finally couldn't bear it any longer and explained, "I'm almost done copying this one, so you can take it all to the bookstore tomorrow."
Yan Funing wiped away the tears that oozed from her yawning: "Oh, okay."
His voice was soft and especially sweet because of sleepiness.
Fu Ciyi tightened his grip on the pen and said, "If you're sleepy, go to bed first."
Yan Funing yawned again, shook her head and muttered, "I'm not sleepy."
In fact, I was too sleepy to sit still, so I simply folded my arms and put them on the edge of the table.
"Your hands are so beautiful, and your handwriting is beautiful too."
She blinked slowly, her eyes blurry and sleepy.
As soon as a woman complimented him on his beautiful hands, Fu Ciyi coughed lightly and said, "A man's hands are not a woman's hands, why do they have to be so beautiful?"
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