Chapter 75 Her voice was delicate and soft, with a pitiful hint of coquettishness.
Fu Ciyi frowned when he heard the sound, and his cold eyes fell on her.
I saw her face as big as a palm, her skin as white and greasy as snow, and her apricot eyes watery, as if she would burst into tears with the next breath.
Finally, he said: "Just write it five hundred times today."
The sound is loud and pleasant, like a clear spring hitting a stone and pearls and jade falling on a plate.
"Okay, I've written enough, exactly five hundred times, please take a look!" Yan Funing smiled and handed over a few pieces of rice paper, "I went to sew clothes."
Suddenly, my hand stopped hurting.
Fu Ciyi bit his molars.
He was actually programmed by her.
I wanted to say that the five hundred horizontal lines she wrote were useless, but I found several good ones, and the more I looked at them, the more they became more and more impressive.
That's all, he doesn't care about her. - When it was time to make lunch, Wan Niang was in had taught her daughter how to cook, but since she couldn't see it, she taught her how to make vegetable soup.
When mother and daughter were discussing what to eat for lunch, Yan Funing went to the kitchen.
When Fu Nanyao saw her coming, she pursed her lips and shouted, "Sister-in-law, are you here to cook?"
It was strange that at first she called her sister-in-law , I simply stopped is the first time that she feels so warm and soft.
Yan Funing didn't mention this and said directly: "There are not many ingredients at home. There are only two dishes for lunch, braised pork ribs and stir-fried cabbage that you left yesterday."
Fu Nan repeatedly said: "Okay, okay."
She didn't dare to talk about the food now. If she really didn't have anything to eat in the future, that would be a big problem.
Wan Niang was also greedy for the food cooked by her daughter-in-law, so she said to Fu Nanyao: "Hurry and help your sister-in-law light the fire."
Fu Nanyao agreed and sat behind the stove.
Yan Funing quickly peeled all the leftover taro she bought last time and chopped a few ribs.
When the ribs are braised, cut the taro into pieces diagonally and stew them with the ribs.
Wan Niang sat in the kitchen, smelling the aroma of the food, and chatted about Ali.
"Fu Ning, how do you deal with the matter of taking Ali in?"
"Mom, he said he wants to have enough to eat and is willing to work. This is what he says. We have to see if he is actually willing to work."
Yan Funing flipped the spatula and stir-fried the Chinese cabbage.
Fu Nanyao interrupted: "I've seen many people in the village who spend all day peeling off their fingernails in the sun but don't work. That Ali's clothes are so dirty and he doesn't know how to wash them, so he's obviously lazy."
"I can't say that, just in case he doesn't have the clothes next to him." Yan Funing said, "But our life is not easy, that's the truth."
Wan Niang nodded: "Yes, our family is only busy with Funing and Ciyi. If we add another person who only eats but does not work, it will definitely not work."
Yan Funing said: "My mother is kind-hearted and wants to help people, but it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. Spring has begun, and the crops in the fields are about to be planted. Since Ali is from the village, he naturally has a field, so teach him some With planting techniques, he won’t go hungry.”
Fu Nanyao nodded: "Yes, yes, my legs and feet are inconvenient. If he can help with the work, our fields can also be planted."
Wan Niang exposed her daughter mercilessly: "You are actually lazy and don't want to go to the fields."
Fu Nanyao retracted his head and stopped talking.
Yan Funing said: "Let's continue to observe Ali. Bei Mo has a kind heart. It's best for the people around him to be kind as well." - At lunch time, Fu Beimo came back from playing and brought Ali over.
At this moment, Ali changed into a set of clothes.
The clothes may have been from a few years ago, and the sleeves and trousers are a lot too short, but they are only that, his hair has also been washed, and he looks pretty handsome.
"Mom, can you give Ali a bowl of rice?" Fu Beimo stepped into the main room.
Ali was still standing outside the fence, pulling his short sleeves awkwardly.
Wan Niang said: "Your sister-in-law cooks all the lunch meals. You have to ask your sister-in-law."
Fu Beimo looked at Yan Funing with a smile and called coquettishly: "Sister-in-law..."
Fu Ciyi raised two fingers and knocked on Fu Beimo's forehead: "Call me well." Fu Beimo covered his forehead: "Sister-in-law."
Yan Funing went to the kitchen and filled a bowl of rice with pork ribs, taro and cabbage. Then she stood at the door of the main room and looked at Ali.
"Come in if you want to eat, be brave."
Ali looked at Fu Ciyi anxiously, and when he saw no response, he moved.
Yan Funing handed the bowl to him: "Are you going to eat at home or at our house?"
Fu Beimo waved to him: "Come in and eat."
Ali shook his head: "I squatted at the door and finished eating." Then he looked at Yan Funing cautiously and said, "Thank you sister-in-law, thank you Bei Mo, thank you aunt, thank you brother and sister Bei Mo!"
Fu Beimo gave him a small spoon: "Sit down and eat."
Ali waited for everyone in the main room to sit down, then he sat down on the small table, clutched his rice bowl tightly, and took a big mouthful of rice.
Yan Funing asked: "What do you grow in your field?"
Ali shook his head: "My father drank and drank all his money, so he sold the land."
Later, he was the only one left in his family.
Yan Funing was silent. She originally wanted to teach him how to farm, but her plan to make a good living fell through.
Fu Ciyi suddenly said: "My family has three acres of land that needs to be turned over. Since you have eaten at my house, you should do some work."
"I can turn over the ground." Ali stood up excitedly, "Even though I am thin, I have a lot of strength."
Fu Nanyao muttered: "If you don't eat enough, where will you get the strength?"
This person said this simply because he wanted their family to take him in.
Fu Ciyi glanced at his sister lightly and said coldly: "This afternoon you go to the fields to dig up the soil and weed. Beimo knows where the fields are and he will take you there. The task is completed. Come to my house to get two kilograms of rice. You can go there." Cook and eat at home.”
A certain woman worked hard to cook, but he would not be happy if she had to cook for the man next to her.
Ali nodded heavily: "Okay!"
Fu Ciyi added: "In the future, if you come to my house to help, we will pay you accordingly, so you can make an income."
Ali happily responded: "Thank you, brother Beimo!"
Yan Funing smiled: "You can call him master, or you can just call him brother like Bei Mo."
"I'd better call you Master."
Ali smiled shyly. He didn't dare to call him brother directly. Brother Fu Beimo was the kind of person who was intimidating at first glance. He had a sense of distance.
What they said now was actually what he wanted.
He is very grateful.
The food was so delicious that I was so happy that I shed tears again.
The tears fell into the bowl and went into the mouth along with the rice.
Fu Nan's slender eyebrows frowned: "Hey, I said you were eating shredded radish cake with your tears just now, and now you are eating your food with your tears."
Ali sniffed: "I'm happy. There are so many families in the village, but no one is willing to give me food to eat. You are the only one who gives me food to eat..."
I cried again and couldn't speak anymore.
Yan Funing looked deeply at Fu Ciyi.
From now on, the powerful minister, Chief Assistant, who will be decisive in killing, will rarely show sympathy to others, but now he is half-accepting Ali.
It really surprised her.
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