Chapter 171 You Hug Me Fu Ciyi's eyebrows were raised and his voice was light: "I'm going to wash up first."
"Okay, I'm going to go to bed too." Yan Funing lowered her eyes and said dumbly.
The man stepped out of the west wing, clenching and releasing his right hand, then clenching it again.
After the two of them finished washing, they went to bed.
The sheets were still hanging in the middle of the bed.
It's very quiet tonight.
Yan Funing lay on her side and said in a low and soft voice, "Can you tell me how we decided to get married?"
The book states that they have been engaged since childhood, but it does not clearly state how the engagement came about.
For some reason, she was curious about the origin of their engagement.
Fu Ciyi lay calmly and didn't answer for a long time.
Just when Yan Funing thought he couldn't speak anymore, he suddenly said: "I met you when I was a child. At that time, my grandfather took me to the bookstore to choose the Four Treasures of the Study."
"You saw me when you were a child. Did I look good then?" Yan Funing couldn't help but ask.
"Not very good-looking, a crybaby." His tone became colder and colder.
The corners of his lips curved.
At that time, she was pink and waxy, like a fairy girl. Just standing there made people unable to take their eyes away, and there was no sign of arrogance or domineering at all.
This was the first time he saw her.
At that time, they were several feet apart. Who would have thought that she would be hit by someone, and the candied haws in her hand fell to the ground, and she was immediately out of breath from crying.
He had never seen a girl who could cry like this.
I immediately felt disgusted.
The good impression at first glance dissipated instantly.
But my grandfather was not like that.
Grandfather stood by the roadside and watched her cry with great interest. He also said to him: "Grandpa is so old. This is the first time he has seen a girl cry so beautifully." 】
But he disagreed: [Crying is still crying no matter how beautiful it is. 】
Grandfather said: "It looks so good when you cry, but it looks even better when you smile." 】
He added: "I don't care if she looks good or not, grandpa, let's go buy the Four Treasures of the Study." 】
Grandfather reached out and touched the top of his hair and said dotingly: "My family Ci Yi is also very good-looking. A good-looking son should be matched with a good-looking girl." 】
At that time, he had no idea what his grandfather meant.
Soon he had a fiancée.
He didn't care at all who his fiancée was.
What he has always cared about is to obtain fame and satisfy his grandfather.
His calligraphy was taught by his grandfather, and every stroke contains his grandfather's painstaking efforts.
When he grew up, his calligraphy skills far surpassed his grandfather's.
His grandfather left him little calligraphy, and the most detailed thing he wrote was the marriage letter.
Later my grandfather passed away.
The marriage letter written by his grandfather had indeed become his thoughts.
Every time he took out the marriage certificate and looked at it, he already knew her birthday and horoscope by heart.
If he was born to be a human being and must get married, then he would naturally be willing to accept his grandfather's arrangement.
He thought countless times how gentle the woman who could call Funing would be.
Who would have thought that the woman in the marriage contract would grow up to be so coquettish and unruly. She not only ridiculed him many times, but in the end she tore up the marriage contract and withdrew his kiss in front of everyone.
Yan Funing was surprised: "Ah, wasn't I good-looking when I was a child?"
But in her own impression, she has been beautiful since childhood.
Suddenly he remembered that day when he came back from the village school to get some things. He only said that she was beautiful at that moment.
Probably in his eyes, she has never been very good-looking.
I really doubt that he is blind like Bei Mo.
Her question again pulled Fu Ciyi out of his thoughts, and his voice was clear: "How do you want to look good?"
"It's just so nice to see that it makes people happy. Isn't that why we decided to get married?"
She was puzzled.
If she wasn't pretty when she was young, how could his grandfather arrange a marriage for them?
Fu Ciyi still said calmly: "If you want to think so, that's fine."
The corners of his lips curved in a self-deprecating arc. Now he likes to see her cry, and he also likes to hear her 's really strange.
After a slight pause, he asked: "Yan Funing, you like to eat candied haws, right?"
"It's sour and sweet. I really like to eat it." Her hands unconsciously drew circles on the sheets, and the circles were strung together to form a bunch of candied haws. "How do you know I like to eat it?"
"My guess."
His voice clears.
"But whether it's kumquats or hawthorns, they have to be harvested in the autumn. If we don't have them in the current season, we can't make candied haws."
"Can you make candied haws on a stick?" he asked.
"Well, it's easy. I can cook it and cook it for you next time."
"it is good."
There seems to be a sweet and sour taste in the mouth.
The unhappiness caused by the wedding letter episode just now gradually dissipated at this moment.
Not long after, the woman's gentle and shallow breathing came out, even and long.
When Fu Ciyi heard the sound, he knew that she was already asleep.
Her thin lips parted slightly: "You were very good-looking when you were young, you were so beautiful." - Yan Funing fell into sleep.
In the dream, she was probably very young.
That day, their family was having dinner in a restaurant, and Yan's mother's two maids went to line up to buy candied haws of sugar. They bought two bunches and gave them to their younger siblings.
The candied haws in that shop are the most delicious in Ling County. People buying them line up from the street to the end of the street every day. There is also a rule that each person can only buy one bunch.
But she didn't get to eat.
She liked to eat candied haws, so she coquettishly told her strict mother that she wanted to eat it too.
Yan's mother said coldly: "You are a sister, why are you still so greedy?"If you really want to eat, queue up and buy it yourself. 】
So, she ran down from the second floor of the restaurant and stood at the end of the queue.
When it was her turn, she finally bought a bunch.
This is the last bunch of candied haws in the shop that day.
She held up the candied haws of sugar-coated haws and showed it to Yan’s mother on the second floor of the restaurant.
Who would have thought that when someone hit him at this moment, the candied haws in his hand would fall to the ground.
Her younger siblings were lying at the window, laughing at her.
She cried even louder.
Yan's mother shook her head and sent no one to coax her.
She felt so wronged, but my mother would not do this to her younger brothers and sisters.
Fu Ciyi was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard her breathless crying and got up quickly.
"Yan Funing, what's wrong with you?"
She didn't respond and just kept crying.
He couldn't bear to hear her crying like this, so he got out of bed, lit a lamp, and went to see her.
The girl in front of her put her hands on her chest, her fair little face was full of tears, and she couldn't wake up.
He leaned over and patted her face gently: "But it's a nightmare?"
She still cried to herself.
She cried so hard that she started talking in her sleep: "I am also my mother's child. Why do I have to buy it myself when my younger brothers and sisters have enough to eat?"
"When my younger brothers and sisters cry, my mother will hug them and comfort them with soft words."
"I also want a hug from my mother."
"But mother never hugs me."
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi was very moved. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed and patted her shoulder: "Don't cry."
The next moment, she suddenly sat up and threw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably: "Mom, please hug me, okay?"
Fu Ciyi's hand that patted her shoulder froze.
My mind went blank.
After thinking for a long time, he hugged her in his arms.
The girl in her arms gradually stopped crying: "It's so warm. I never knew my mother's arms were so warm."
(End of this chapter)