Chapter 36 Her thin waist Her voice was low and soft, containing an unconscious coquettishness and seducing people for no reason.
Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes as light as water.
Upon further investigation, his eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness, as if he was extremely unwilling to use this clothes drying rack.
Yan Fu's eyes dodge a little, and she simply lowered her clearly wanted to accuse, but the tone of her words suddenly changed.
I really can't blame her. All she had to do was lower her voice and it sounded coquettish.
She didn't want to either! At this moment, I didn’t even have the courage to look at him.
Seeing that his brother didn't respond, Fu Beimo shouted: "Sister-in-law can't reach me, so I'll dry the clothes."
Fu Nanyao shook his head: "The clothes you hang to dry must be wrinkled. How can any woman be so meticulous?"
Fu Beimo frowned in displeasure, took clean clothes and was about to put them on the bamboo pole.
Yan Funing: "Beimo."
Fu Ciyi: "Beimo."
Shocked that his brother and sister-in-law called him together, Fu Beimo laughed out loud: "It sounds so good, you can call him again together."
Yan Funing: "..."
Fu Ciyi: "..."
"If you don't call, don't call."
Fu Beimo muttered and started to dry his clothes on the bamboo pole again.
"The bamboo poles haven't been wiped clean yet, so don't dry them in the sun yet." Yan Funing called to him.
Almost at the same time, Fu Ciyi ordered: "Go get water and fill the water tank."
Fu Beimo responded, put the clean clothes back into the big wooden basin, and went to the kitchen to carry a bucket.
She had to go back and forth many times to fill the water tank. Yan Funing muttered to herself, turning her head to see someone kidnapping the child again.
The shelf was re-erected, and the bamboo pole was only lowered by an inch. Yan Funing didn't care, she just raised her arms and stood on tiptoe so that it could be brushed.
When drying clothes, I just throw them up and flatten them, so it doesn't matter.
Fu Ciyi washed his hands and went back to his room, sat down and picked up a pen to copy some books.
He only raised his head slightly and caught a glimpse of her back as she stood on tiptoe to dry the clothes. He saw her raising her arms and carefully stroking the folds of her clothes.
Is her waist so thin? ! He frowned and lowered his eyes, pinching his eyebrows in disgust.
There were so many clothes that three long bamboo poles were hung to dry, but at this moment, Fu Beimo was still fussing about carrying water.
He followed his brother's example, holding a bucket of water in each hand and panting heavily.
Yan Funing couldn't see it and helped him carry one.
The bucket was filled with water and was very heavy for her, so she carried it with both hands.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi suddenly said: "There is no need to fetch water today."
His voice was cold and his expression was hard to distinguish. - When it was time to make lunch, Yan Funing went to the fields to pick vegetables.
Fu Beimo followed him with all his might.
The crops that had been cut in the field were all wilted. Yan Funing sighed. There was nothing that could be done with so many crops rotting in the field.
It can be collected and composting takes too long and there is nowhere to pile it.
If you turn them directly with the soil, too many crops will be cut off, and the seedlings will easily burn next time you plant grain and vegetables.
The only solution now is to get rid of these withered crops.
The uncle and sister-in-law pulled out three radishes and one Chinese cabbage, and patted the mud off the roots.
"Sister-in-law, there are so many radishes to burn today."
"Burn one and leave two. I plan to make pickled radishes and drink them with porridge in the morning."
"it is good!"
The two returned home talking and laughing.
When she got home, Yan Funing washed the radishes and cabbage.
There are two pots on the stove. There are two soup pots between the two pots with water in the fire is cooking, the water temperature in the soup pot will also increase.
Yan Funing filled the soup pot with water, using one pot for cooking rice and the other for cooking vegetables.
After washing the rice and draining the water, Fu Beimo started lighting a fire and burning firewood without her having to say anything.
There were three ribs left. Yan Funing chopped them all, poured cold water into the pot, and started to cook the ribs soup.
"Beimo, let's start the other pot." "Okay."
After the water boiled, Yan Funing removed the foam from the pork rib soup, then cut a radish into pieces and put it into the soup.
The soup bubbled gurglingly, and soon the aroma spread out, filling the whole yard with the smell of meat.
Pork rib soup needs to be cooked longer.
When the rice is cooked, the pork ribs soup is still simmering.
Fu Beimo licked his lips and swallowed: "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry."
Yan Funing teased him: "The food is ready, why don't you have some food first?"
"I want candy."
"Be honest, just watch the fire and I'll get it for you in the room."
"Sister-in-law, I'm very good."
Yan Funing wiped the water stains on her hands with a cotton towel and left the kitchen.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Fu Nanyao standing on tiptoe with her good legs, turning over the clothes that were hanging in the it over one by one, even her dress helped to turn it over.
When Yan Funing saw this, a smile appeared on her lips.
She is a sister-in-law in name only, but she has a sharp mouth and a soft heart.
Entering the west wing, someone was quietly copying a book, and Yan Funing gently took the remaining three candies.
When he came to the courtyard, he took out a candy from the paper bag and handed it to Fu Nanyao's mouth.
"Are you going to eat?"
Fu Nanyao glared at her, quickly moved her head to take it in her mouth, and then continued to turn her clothes inside out.
Yan Funing smiled softly, returned to the kitchen, and gave the remaining two candies to Fu Beimo.
Fu Beimo ate one: "Sister-in-law, I have one left for you."
Yan Funing shook her head: "I'll give it to you. Eat slowly. After two pills, the pork rib soup will be ready."
"Okay." He smiled and arched his eyebrows.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Funing split the cabbage, cut half into small pieces, and kept the other half for dinner.
Cut the cabbage quickly and put it on a plate for later use.
There was still a lot of time, so she simply cut two radishes.
The radish is crisp and the knife falls sharply, making a rhythmic sound on the chopping people hear it, they will feel that the sword skill is very high.
Not long after, the radishes were also cut.
She put the radish slices into a basin, put in soy sauce and salt, added a little sugar, and stirred evenly.
Fu Beimo came over and said, "Sister-in-law, is this pickled radish?"
"Well, there's not much seasoning, so it's just marinated."
Yan Funing nodded, turned around and sprinkled salt into the pork rib soup.
Finally, the pork rib soup is simmered. After all the soup is poured out, the pot is cleaned and the Chinese cabbage is stir-fried.
Stir-frying Chinese cabbage is very fast, and it will be ready in just a few seconds.
When the food was brought to the main room, Wan Niang and Fu Nanyao were waiting early, needless to say.
Even Fu Ciyi, who had to shout several times in the past, came slowly.
Yan Funing filled a bowl of soup to Wan Niang: "Mom, you have a drink first."
"Okay." Wan Niang said bluntly with a smile on her face, "I'm just waiting for this fragrant soup."
The whole family eats with chopsticks, drinks soup and eats ribs.
The radish absorbed the grease from the pork ribs, and the pork ribs were soaked with the fragrance of the radish. Even though only salt was added, the soup was surprisingly delicious.
Because there is a layer of fat floating on the soup, it can keep heat well, so the soup will feel warm in the stomach.
Fu Nanyao, who used to make some sarcastic remarks from time to time, rarely said anything and just concentrated on eating.
Fu Beimo laughed at her: "He also said that pork ribs are what dogs eat, and my sister is a puppy."
Fu Nanyao raised her eyes and glared at him: "If you keep talking, I'll eat your share too."
Fu Beimo quickly protected the food to make sure she couldn't grab it, and then looked at Yan Funing aggrievedly: "Sister-in-law..."
(End of this chapter)