Yan Funing smiled softly: "Beimo, you go pick vegetables. When you come back after picking vegetables, my sister-in-law has something to say to you."
Only then did Fu Beimo poke his head out: "Is it a whisper?"
"It can be considered a whisper."
"Then sister-in-law isn't angry with me anymore?"
"I am not angry."
"Well."
The young man became happy and got out of the stove.
Seeing that his fair face was stained with gray, Yan Funing pointed at his face and ordered: "Take the basket with you to pick vegetables and fill the basket with vegetables."
"There are so many dishes, we can't finish them tonight." Fu Nanyao reminded.
Yan Funing: "We'll take it to town tomorrow morning. We'll pick it now."
Fu Beimo washed his face carelessly with water and ran out of the kitchen.
When he came back with a basket full of vegetables, he came to Yan Funing as if asking for credit: "Sister-in-law, look."
"Okay, take out what we eat tonight, and put the rest in the woodshed."
Fu Beimo nodded obediently.
After finishing, he washed his hands and then walked up to Yan Funing again: "Sister-in-law, tell me quickly."
Yan Funing walked with him in the yard.
"Beimo, you have suffered a head injury. I said pricking your head with a needle not to scare you, but to make you smarter."
"But, it hurts."
"Sister-in-law has already ordered someone to make a silver needle. When the silver needle goes in, it only hurts a little. Bei Mo is a man and can bear it."
The boy clenched his fists and patted the muscles on his arms: "Yes, I am a man."
"It's just that I don't know the level of my medical skills. I wonder if Beimo dares to call me a doctor?"
"dare!"
"Then you're not afraid of needles pricking your head?"
"I'm still scared, but my sister-in-law is doing it for my own good."
The most important thing is that he believes in his sister-in-law!
"Okay, this is our secret. Don't let others know about it yet."
"Okay!" The young man agreed. - That night.
It is a spring night, and there are occasionally a few birds chirping, accompanied by the chirping of insects.
She started having abdominal pain in the evening, and by night Yan Funing was officially menstruating.
She pressed her belly so hard that she no longer had the strength to even pick up a pen and practice calligraphy.
"There is no need to practice calligraphy these days." Fu Ciyi helped him to the bed, "I will help you make brown sugar ginger water."
Yan Funing nodded: "Okay."
The man went to the kitchen.
Start a fire and boil water, cut ginger slices and shreds, add brown sugar and boil.
Not long after, brown sugar ginger water was brought to the room.
When the ginger water was warm, Yan Funing drank it slowly.
The situation did not improve, and my stomach hurt. I simply washed up and went to bed first.
Fu Ciyi frowned slightly when he saw that she was unwell and had hung up the sheets.
Fortunately, the sheets were not useless, so he could try not to disturb her sleep while reviewing.
He didn't wash up and go to bed until late at night when everyone was quiet.
I thought she was already asleep, but as soon as he got into bed, she heard a very soft groan.
"Are you still asleep?"
"Yeah." Yan Funing said honestly, "It hurts even more at night."
In the dead of night, the pain became more and more unbearable.
"The ginger water just now doesn't work?"
She said weakly from the other side of the bed curtain: "It doesn't work."
It hurts so much that drinking brown sugar and ginger water doesn't help. I have to warm my belly.
Her body is delicate, and her pain nerves are extremely sensitive. The pain that others can endure is doubled in her case.
"Fu Ciyi, please help me ask my mother to borrow Mrs. Tang. I feel really hurt."
There was undisguised crying in his voice.
It's so delicate, it makes people's hearts break when they hear it.
Fu Ciyi got out of bed, lit a lamp, opened the door, but quickly closed Funing leaned slightly against the bed: "What's wrong?"
Fu Ciyi sighed: "It's already midnight, and my mother is already asleep."
Yan Funing apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I was in pain just now."
I didn't realize that my mother-in-law had already gone to bed.
"Don't say that." The man explained, "The main reason is that once my mother is woken up, it is difficult to fall asleep again. This is an old problem. When my mother took me to flee to Ling County, she had the problem of being unable to sleep peacefully at night."
Yan Fu condensed into the quilt and closed her eyes: "I will bear it and let it go."
Her voice was delicate and weak, and her whole person was even more fragile.
Fu Ciyi frowned, pulled off the sheets hanging on the bed, and threw them on the box.
The sheets flew through the air with a "whoosh" sound, making Yan Funing open her eyes wide in shock.
When he saw it, he also untied the rope on the bed frame.
"What are you doing?"
He doesn't want to be bullied like this, right?
The man didn't reply.
He opened the box, took out the double quilt from the village school, and replaced the two quilts on the bed.
Yan Funing not only had a stomachache, but she was also trembling with fear: "Fu Ciyi, what do you want to do?"
He glanced at her, turned off the light with his hand, and got into bed.
Taking a deep breath, he reached out and hugged her delicate body.
Her body was indeed very cold, and her hands and feet were cold.
The sudden hug taught Yan Funing not to dare to move.
At this moment, they were only wearing thin underwear. Although their skins were not in direct contact, the seemingly nonexistent touch made her head spin.
Fu Ciyi then said: "My body is very hot, just think of me as Mrs. Tang."
His fingers gently touched hers, and when he felt that she had no resistance or resistance, he slowly held her soft and cold hands in his palms and warmed her hands with the warmth of his own palms.
His voice was low and hoarse: "If you feel it's warm enough, I'll rub your belly for you."
Yan Funing was so embarrassed: "No need."
If she had fallen asleep holding his neck in school, she was asleep at that time and had no idea what was going on.
But at this moment, she was actually held in his arms, and her heartbeat was beating like a drum.
"Yan Funing, you don't have to be burdened, I'm just Mrs. Tang."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man's other hand pressed on her belly.
Yan Funing was shocked: "Ah, don't!"
Her little heart seemed to jump out of her throat, and she hurriedly grabbed his wrist.
However, his hands are so hot...
He massaged it slowly, and the abdominal pain miraculously eased a lot.
She blushed deeply and whispered: "Thank you!"
What's even worse is that the girl's fragrant breath brushes against his Adam's apple.
Fu Ciyi's Adam's apple rolled, his body was hot, and his whole palms were extremely stiff and hot, but he had to use gentle pressure and massage slowly.
The abdominal pain gradually improved, and Yan Funing dared to move.
She had never known that a man's body could be so hot.
It’s really a warm baby in human form.
So warm, so hot.
After half a night of sleepiness, she slowly fell asleep.
After falling asleep, her arms unconsciously climbed around his neck.
Different from the previous time, this time Fu Ciyi's lips moved slightly.
I thought I would probably have insomnia, but I didn't expect that I would soon fall asleep.
Early the next morning, he woke up first.
When I got out of bed and got dressed, I found blood on my pants.
In an instant, the tips of the ears were as red as blood.
I quietly changed my pants behind the curtain, thought for a while, and finally rolled up my pants and stuffed them into the quilt.
However, his pants were stained with her blood, so what was on her...
And she was still asleep at the moment, sleeping extremely soundly.
Should he remind her? (End of chapter)