Just as she finished speaking, she glanced sideways and saw someone staring at her at the door of the clinic.
She quickly grabbed Fu Ciyi's sleeve and held it tightly.
Fu Ciyi felt the fabric on his arm tighten, and tilted his head to ask, "What's wrong?"
Yan Funing swallowed and said, "Someone at the clinic is watching me. They are the two people who tried to force me to buy the Ganoderma lucidum last time."
Fu Ciyi turned his head and looked, and sure enough, there were two men looking at them meaningfully.
"Don't be afraid! They wouldn't dare to do anything in broad daylight."
Yan Funing nodded: "Well, we don't have Ganoderma lucidum this time."
Fu Ciyi frowned. How could her mind be so simple?
Sometimes men look at women to see what they mean...
Forget it, I won’t tell her.
"What else do you want to buy?"
"I wanted to buy some shoes, but I didn't have mother and Bei Mo Nan Yao's sizes, so it's hard to buy them." She thought for a moment and said, "I'll come back next time."
"Okay, let's go back."
The two went to the ox cart of coachman Li.
Li, the coachman, saw that they had taken a lot of things and asked with a smile, "Are you doing a lot of shopping today?"
"Yeah, food and clothes."
Yan Funing took the backpack from Fu Ciyi's hand, put it on the car board, and then got on.
Fu Ciyi paid the fare and stepped into the car.
Yan Funing took the cloth from his hand naturally: "Put it on my legs."
There were more and more people taking the bus back now. If the cloth was placed on the bus floor, it would get dirty if someone stepped on it.
It's not good to say this in front of others.
In fact, some people don't care and just leave the cloth they need to make clothes lying around.
For example, the woman named Meixiang tore off several feet of large floral cloth and placed it on the cart, wanting people to see it.
Fu Ciyi understood what Yan Funing meant, but the cloth was too long. If he just placed it on her legs, firstly, the two ends would protrude, which would be inconvenient; secondly, five pieces of cloth would be very heavy, and he was afraid that she would be crushed.
Thinking of this, he sat down beside her and placed the five pieces of cloth on his legs.
It was as if a bridge was built between them.
Coachman Li smiled when he saw that the distance between them had shortened by half a foot.
Ah, the young husband actually understands quite well.
Come to think of it, with such a beautiful and good wife, it’s hard not to understand, right?
Li, the coachman, suddenly thought that he was in his twenties and still single, and he was actually worrying about other people's marital relationships, and he couldn't help feeling sad.
Who would have thought that at my age, I would only be able to envy others?
However, he didn't envy Meixiang and her husband who spent the whole day together.
The car started.
Meixiang, who was sitting in the front of the carriage, touched the silver bracelet on her wrist, then touched the large floral cloth on the carriage floor. She said to the woman riding with her, "Look, isn't my bracelet pretty?"
The old lady followed her words and said, "It looks good."
"That's right. Hu Ajing also said it was beautiful. On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she was jealous and even angry."
"Ah? The Hu family is not short of money. Why would she be jealous and angry when she sees you have a silver bracelet?"
Meixiang lowered her voice, "I only found out afterwards. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, they went to the county and spent quite a bit of money hiring a car to come back. It was a waste of money."
Hearing this, Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi looked at each other. As expected, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Hu family went to the Fu Mansion.
The old lady continued, "It's only natural that the Hu family spends some money on the road when visiting the county magistrate's relatives."
"That's true." Meixiang sighed, "I heard that the Hu family has a very good relationship with the county magistrate. They even brought back a lot of delicious food that day."
At this point, Meixiang pointedly said, "Some people, who were driven out, used to come and go in horse-drawn carriages, but now they come and go in ox carts like us. Haha, everyone, tell me, has our status become higher? Or has the status of some people become lower?"
Many villagers laughed.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing sat quietly, both with expressionless faces.
Coachman Li looked sideways and was surprised.
The young lady of the Fu family had the same cold expression as her cold-faced husband.
It is true that if you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door.
However, the young lady gave him malt sugar and peanuts and melon seeds, so he had to help out.
Then he said, "Meixiang, you should say less. Even if you say more, your identity won't change. You'll still be a gossipy village woman!"
Meixiang sat at the front of the car, occupying a relatively safe position and closest to the coachman Li.
Hearing this, she scratched the coachman Li's face with her nails.
Coachman Li dodged to the other side, and his hand holding the reins trembled.
The wheels of the cart ran over a rock, and the ox cart shook.
With such a shock, Meixiang's large piece of floral cloth fell to the ground.
It just happened to cover the cow dung.
Li the coachman laughed heartily: "Are we going to cover the cow poop with a big flower veil, or are we going to stick flowers in the cow dung?"
The villagers next to the car laughed along.
Even the lady who had just had a nice chat with Meixiang laughed.
You bought a piece of floral cloth and wanted to show it off, but now you're covered with cow dung.
"Stop the car, stop the car!" Meixiang burst into tears. "It's all your fault, Coachman Li. You have to compensate me for the flowered cloth!"
Li the driver stopped the cart and said, "It was you who grabbed my face first. Besides, you were holding on to other people's belongings. It's not your first time riding in an ox cart. Don't you know how to take care of your own things?"
Meixiang's husband advised: "Okay, stop crying. Pick up the cloth and go home to wash it and use it to make clothes."
"Yes, it can be used after washing it," the old lady said. "Cows eat grass, so no matter how smelly their poop is, it's still made of grass."
Meixiang twisted her body and sobbed, obviously unhappy.
Her husband got out of the car and picked up the floral cloth.
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