Chapter 71 Curvy The couple walked towards home.
Yan Funing said: "It's probably worth the hard work all morning. We'll just have to wait for the news from Li Zheng, Fu Ciyi, don't you think so?"
When he and Li Zheng separated just now, he said that he would communicate in a timely manner regarding the subsequent return of the students to the village school.
Fu Ciyi slowly pinched his wrist with a calm expression.
She calls him "husband" in front of others, and by his full name behind others.
I can tell the difference clearly.
Seeing that he was silent, Yan Funing asked again: "I have been standing writing for a long time with my wrists raised. Can't you teach me how to read and write today?"
Fu Ciyi smiled helplessly and said coldly: "Copy in the afternoon. If I have time in the evening, I will teach you how to write your name first."
"Okay," she said, "I learn quickly."
Fu Ciyi smiled but said nothing. Yan Funing had a lot of strokes before and after the three characters. I wonder if she will retreat in spite of the difficulties.
While walking, Yan Funing suddenly stopped.
Fu Ciyi looked back at her. They were walking side by side just now. Why did she seem to have been cast a soul-fixing spell at this moment? "Why don't you move?"
Yan Funing smiled awkwardly: "I..."
She made a splash and didn't dare to move at the moment.
After all, the ancient menstrual bags were not as useful as the modern ones, and she was afraid of leakage.
Fu Ciyi walked back to her: "Is your leg numb?"
Yan Funing shook her head: "No."
She waved to him, motioning for him to attach her ears.
Fu Ciyi looked around, asking him to take the initiative to approach her, which was quite difficult.
Fortunately, there were not many pedestrians on the road at the moment.
After thinking a lot, he lowered his head and put his ear to her face.
Yan Funing raised her hand to cover her lips and said in a very soft voice: "Please help me see if there is any leakage from behind me?"
Fu Ciyi finally understood why she didn't move.
At the same time, a thin layer of red appeared on his handsome face.
How could this woman ask him to see this? He is a man!
No matter how reluctant, embarrassed, or embarrassed, he still walked behind her and took a look.
A quick glance.
What's even more terrible is that with just one glance, a gust of wind blew, and the skirt of the skirt hugged her figure, and her waist and hips were clearly defined.
The waist is slender, with graceful curves.
This image is already imprinted in my mind.
"No."
He strode forward, not wanting her to notice the abnormality on his face.
Yan Funing let out a long breath and walked cautiously.
I had been standing there for a long time, but now I feel more active when I move around.
When the couple got home, Fu Beimo had already returned from playing and was lighting a fire in the kitchen, while Wan Niang and Fu Nanyao were cooking.
Not long after, the food was cooked and Wan Niang invited everyone to eat.
"The fried tofu and roasted meat were heated up. Bei Mo went to the ground to pull a cabbage, and Nan Yao simply cooked a bowl of vegetable soup. Ci Yi and Funing have worked hard, please eat more."
Yan Funing said: "I don't have to work hard. My husband has been writing all morning, so that's the hard work."
Fu Ciyi's eyebrows moved slightly when he heard the sound.
How did she achieve such a smooth call? After the meal, the couple returned to their room.
One person is copying books, the other is sewing, and waiting for news from Li Zheng.
When dusk was about to fall, Li Zheng finally arrived.
The other person was still outside the fence, and his voice had already come in: "Master, good news, there are many schoolchildren, and they have all returned to the village school."
Fu Ciyi stood up and left the west wing: "Okay, this is a hard and honest matter."
Li Zheng waved his hand: "I should do all this, Master is the one who worked hard." After saying that, he stepped out and said, "It's getting late, and it's time for me to go home. Then I'll invite Master to teach in the village school on the [-]st!"
Fu Ciyi nodded in agreement and watched him leave.
Feeling that it was time for dinner, Yan Funing left the west wing and went to the kitchen. Unexpectedly, she was kicked out by her mother-in-law.
"Go back to your room and have a good rest, be good."
Yan Funing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait to eat."
Wan Niang nodded: "Well, although what we make is not as delicious as what you make, it is much more delicious than what this guy Ci Yi makes."
Yan Funing chuckled.
At this time, Fu Nanyao came over with a spatula and asked her: "You have been sewing clothes all afternoon. How is it?" Yan Funing said: "After a few more days of sewing, it should be ready."
Fu Nanyao nodded: "Okay, then you can show me when you wear it."
Yan Funing asked: "What's your plan?"
Fu Nanyao pursed her lips: "I haven't done that yet, I want to see the effect on you first."
This afternoon, she has been making her brother's gown.
My brother is tall, which costs money on fabrics and stitches.
In the past few days, she had to work day and night so that her brother could put it on as soon as possible.
Yan Funing didn't think much about it. She just said that Fu Nanyao still couldn't accept the train of two colors put together and wanted to see her wear it first.
After saying a few more words, Yan Funing went to the courtyard and reached out to touch the sheets that had been dried in the morning.
It's still damp.
It seemed that there were no sheets to hang up at night. - That night.
Fu Ciyi copied for another hour.
Feeling that the number of pages copied today was enough, he put down his pen, looked sideways at Yan Funing who was still sewing, and asked her, "Do you still want to learn?"
Yan Funing put down her clothes and said happily: "Is it okay?"
"Well, come here."
Fu Ciyi took out a piece of rice paper and spread it out.
Yan Fu gathered her needle and thread, stood beside him, and watched him write her name on the paper.
"There are many strokes, you should get to know them first."
He put down his pen.
"Can I try writing?"
Fu Ciyi raised his hand: "Okay."
Yan Funing pinched the pen. She had never written with a calligraphy brush in modern times. This was her first time writing with a calligraphy pen, and she was really nervous for a moment.
Fu Ciyi saw the tip of her pen dangling, raised his hand to steady the pen holder in her hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Keep your hand steady."
Steady hand?
Yan Fu thought to herself, this is easy to handle.
Just think of the pen as a scalpel.
In just a moment, her hand stabilized.
Fu Ciyi nodded happily: "Put pen to paper."
Yan Funing looked at him: "Would you like to write horizontally and vertically first, starting from here?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll just write your name tonight, and just follow it with confidence." He said warmly, "I'll start studying the system tomorrow."
The only difference between the traditional and simplified versions of Yan Funing is "Yan", and the difference is not big.
She learned to write longhand, but she could actually write very quickly.
Since I can't write calligraphy with a brush, I can't say whether there is a sharp edge when writing, but the shape is still there.
Fu Ciyi was surprised: "You can write your own name, right?"
Yan Funing smiled: "You have to be able to write your own name, right?"
Fu Ciyi nodded slightly: "In this case, you can write horizontally first, and write horizontally at least five hundred times a day."
Yan Funing's lips twitched: "Five hundred times?"
"Too few? Then do it a thousand times."
"No."
"That's too much, huh?"
"No, it's a waste of paper." She smiled playfully, "I just know how to read and write. I don't want to become a calligrapher."
"You are the No. 1 person I teach, and it is my responsibility to teach you well."
"what?"
Yan Funing frowned, was she forced to learn to be a calligrapher?
Fu Ciyi did not continue the topic and only said: "It's late, go to bed."
Yan Funing put away the unsewed clothes and pursed her lips: "But the sheets are not dry, so the bed cannot be separated."
"Yan Funing, what do you think I can do to you in your current situation?"
His voice was thin and faint in the night.
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