Fu Nanyao hurried to find her mother.
Putting aside the unpleasantness between them, although the main cause of the unpleasantness was her, it was all because she scolded her first.
Now, as a woman, she will definitely help her with her menstrual period.
Inside the room, Yan Funing said to Fu Ciyi, "No need to rub it, I can just massage it myself."
She didn't want to ask him to rub it, and she didn't dare let him rub it.
Their current situation, combined with their relationship, reminds me of the ridiculous entanglement between her and him in the book...
Now they just need to maintain appropriate contact.
Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly.
He couldn't control the strength well, and the girl was too delicate, seeming to be hurt by a touch and broken by a pinch.
He didn't dare to rub it.
Soon, Wan Niang came over supported by Fu Nan Yao.
"Fu Ning, you were fine this morning, why do you have a stomachache now?"
His voice was filled with concern and anxiety.
Yan Funing hummed, "It suddenly hurt."
She pressed her belly hard, wincing in pain, and her body was particularly sensitive to pain.
At this moment, the pain was so severe that I couldn't straighten my back or stand up.
Even his voice was so soft that it broke one's heart.
Wan Niang sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out her hand to her belly, pressed it slowly, and asked gently, "Did you touch anything cold?"
"this……"
Yan Funing reacted and went to the riverside to get some sheets.
Fu Ciyi suddenly said, "Washing clothes by the river."
Wan Niang's expression became serious. "It's so cold today, and the river water is freezing cold. It would be strange if my stomach doesn't hurt."
After saying this, Wan Niang turned to her son and said, "Since you knew your wife was going to the river to wash clothes, why didn't you stop her?"
She became more and more angry as she spoke, so she simply stood up and slapped her son hard.
"I told you to take care of my wife, and this is how you do it?"
Fu Ciyi stood still and let his mother beat him.
"Do you know that women are most fragile during their menstrual period and need to keep warm the most? You really want to piss me off to death, but what I said just now went in one ear and out the other."
Wan Niang was so angry that she reached out to pull her son's ears.
However, her son was very tall, so she had to raise her arms high and grope her way over.
Afraid that she would be tired, Fu Ciyi lowered his head slightly to make it easier for her to twist his ears.
Seeing her mother-in-law scolding someone, beating and twisting him, Yan Funing suddenly felt a little sorry for him.
In fact, she knew that she shouldn't touch cold water during her period, but since she didn't feel any discomfort in her body, she thought it wouldn't hurt.
Besides, I wouldn't ask others to clean up my own bloodstains.
The well water was warm, and she was afraid that she couldn't wash away the bloodstains, so she went to the river.
"Mom, you can't blame your husband for this. I washed the sheets myself, and he even wrung them out for me."
She was in so much pain that she was powerless and her words were nasal and sobbing.
Wan Niang was heartbroken when she heard this and twisted Fu Ciyi's ear hard: "Listen, Fu Ning is in such a state, and she is still speaking for you."
Yan Funing got out of bed and pulled her mother-in-law's arm: "Mother, you really can't blame your husband."
Wan Niang finally calmed down a bit and blamed herself, saying, "I didn't explain it clearly earlier this morning. I was wrong. I should have told you that women shouldn't touch cold water, eat cold food, or sit in cold places during their menstrual period."
It was her daughter-in-law's first menstrual period, and she was so happy that she forgot to give her any instructions.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat back on the edge of the bed.
Wan Niang thought for a moment and instructed, "Nan Yao, go to the east wing and get the hot water bottle. Ask Bei Mo to boil some water and fill it up. The hot water will be too hot, so remember to put a cotton cover on the hot water bottle."
But she couldn't let her delicate daughter-in-law get burned.
Fu Nanyao responded and shouted as soon as she left the east wing: "Bei Mo, boil some water."
Fu Beimo: "Do you want some hot water?"
"My sister-in-law wants it."
As soon as she said this, Fu Nanyao realized that she could call sister-in-law very naturally today.
When I was anxious just now, I seemed to shout.
When Fu Beimo heard that it was his sister-in-law who wanted it, he immediately went into the kitchen.
In the west wing, Wan Niang was still angry.
"Ci Yi, you can't blame me for being so angry. First, you don't know the hardships of being a woman. Menstruation is hard enough, and it's only right for a husband to be considerate. Second, if I'm left with abdominal pain and uterine coldness from this, it will be difficult for Fu Ning to conceive in the future."
This is a major matter concerning offspring.
Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved, and he said, "I understand."
Not long after, Fu Nanyao came in holding a hot water bottle.
Fu Beimo also followed.
"Sister-in-law, the water has just boiled. It's very hot." Fu Beimo watched his sister put the hot water bottle on his sister-in-law's belly. "Are you afraid of the cold?"
Wan Niang said, "Don't ask."
Seeing the whole family taking such good care of her, Yan Funing's eyes suddenly became moist.
Fu Nanyao whispered to her mother, "Mom, my sister-in-law is crying."
Upon hearing this, Wan Niang hugged Yan Funing into her arms and asked, "Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Tears streamed down her cheeks, and Yan Funing's voice choked a little: "I think if I were with my biological mother, she would probably teach me the same way as my mother did."
Wan Niang patted her back gently and said softly, "My poor girl, when you were in the Yan family, you had no worries about food and clothing, and servants served you, but when it comes to family affection, it seems that we have become distant again."
Yan Funing paused.
The female supporting role in my memory seems to be like this.
Whenever she saw her younger brothers and sisters being very intimate with their parents, she felt like an outsider, just watching from afar.
When she was a child, her strict mother hugged her younger siblings lovingly, and she also wanted to be hugged, so she opened her arms.
Unexpectedly, the strict mother stood up and said to her in a lecturing tone: "You are the elder sister, you can't act like a spoiled child."
But it is obvious that younger brothers and sisters can get hugs without acting like a spoiled brat.
But no matter how hard she tried, it didn't work.
At that time, she thought that being an older sister was probably what it meant to be a good role model for her younger siblings.
I never thought that my cousin Yan Haitang could act coquettishly in her mother's arms at any time.
From then on, she just watched them being intimate from afar. Her parents seemed to feel that they owed her, so they gave her a lot of money.
At that time, she had no shortage of money and had a lot of servants behind her.
Her family would not teach her the principles of life, nor did they hire a female teacher to teach her how to read and write. Gradually, she developed a domineering and arrogant personality.
In the eyes of outsiders, she was spoiled and could do whatever she wanted.
Only at this moment did Yan Funing realize that it was because the female supporting role lacked love, so she used an arrogant way to hide her fragile heart.
Wan Niang sighed, "I knew that since I was little, I have never been able to feel my mother's love since I was not with her."
Yan Funing asked tearfully, "Mom, do you think my biological parents don't want me anymore?"
Sometimes she thought that when she was with her biological parents, she would probably feel their love.
But then I thought, why was she adopted by the Yan family? Did her biological parents abandon her and no longer want her?
Wan Niang touched her little face and said, "Child, no parent would really abandon their own flesh and blood."
Of course, cruel parents are not ruled out.
She didn't want to tell her daughter-in-law the latter part, for fear of making her sad.
Yan Funing leaned on her mother-in-law's shoulder and said, "Mother, do you think I can still find my biological parents?"
She wanted to know where her roots were in this world.
I want to ask them why they don't want her.
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