Chapter 98 Young man asks for credit
Really tired of waiting, Wan Niang said to the two and a half-year-old boys: "Beimo Ali, take your umbrella and go to the foot of the mountain."
The two of them got up from the small stool.
Wan Niang couldn't help but warn her again: "Don't go in the mountain, I'm afraid you will stray from them."
Fu Beimo: "I understand, mother."
Ali nodded: "Don't worry, Auntie."
The two held one umbrella together, took two oil-paper umbrellas, and went out.
There are only three umbrellas at home, so I brought them all.
There was a slanting wind and heavy rain, and there were no pedestrians on the road.
The two teenagers walked hurriedly with their hands on their shoulders. By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, most of their pants were wet and their shoes were already soaked.
After waiting at the foot of the mountain for a quarter of an hour, Fu Beimo suddenly shouted: "Brother and sister-in-law!"
Ali followed the sound and saw Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing hiding under their robes and walking down the mountain.
Fu Beimo hugged the umbrella tightly and called Ali to come with him to greet his brother and sister-in-law.
Halfway up the mountain, the four of them met.
"Mom asked us to wait at the foot of the mountain." Fu Beimo handed over the umbrella, "One for my brother and one for my sister-in-law."
Yan Funing took the umbrella: "What about you?"
Fu Beimo said: "Ali and I will support each other."
Ali also said: "My wife is tall, so she has to be alone; my sister-in-law is a woman, so she has to be alone."
Fu Ciyi put away his soaked robe, and then took the oil-paper umbrella handed over by his younger brother.
The two young men very considerately took off the backpack from Fu Ciyi, and Ali carried it while Fu Beimo held an umbrella. They walked in front, arm in arm.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing, who were walking behind, each held an umbrella.
Fu Ciyi's hand held the handle of the umbrella very tightly, and the bones on the back of the hand were clearly defined.
We were hiding under our robes just now, but we didn’t feel that the space under our robes was small. The rainwater seemed to be falling down, as if it didn’t even splash on our bodies.
But at this moment, he clearly held an umbrella, and the rain kept falling on him.
As soon as he stepped into his yard, Fu Beimo shouted: "Mom, brother and sister-in-law are back."
When Wan Niang heard this, she stood up worriedly and looked toward the courtyard door with unfocused eyes.
"Are you all wet?"
"We are wet. My brother and sister-in-law are all wet." Fu Beimo took Ali and walked a few steps quickly into the main room. "I was the first to find my brother and sister-in-law."
Ali put down his backpack: "It was indeed Bei Mo who saw it first. Bei Mo's eyes are bright."
Fu Beimo closed the umbrella, shook off the rain outside the door, and said as if taking credit: "Brother covered my sister-in-law with his robe. I saw that my brother was tired with his arms raised high, so I ran to the mountainside and gave them each an umbrella."
Ali then echoed: "Yes, the master is protecting his sister-in-law in front of him. Both of them are wet. How can their robes protect them from the rain? The master is so tall, and the sister-in-law is a woman, so each of them should have an umbrella."
Fu Nanyao: "..."
Wan Niang didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed.
It's fair to say that the younger son didn't have the eyesight to see. He could still tell that his older brother was tired when he raised his arms.
It may be said that the younger son is more stupid, but he can also give his brother and sister-in-law an umbrella to prevent them from getting wet in the rain again.
And Ali...
On second thought, they were right.
At this moment, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing entered the main room.
Wan Niang touched their arms and called out softly: "They are all wet. Bei Mo is going to heat the hot water. Nan Yao is going to cut the ginger and make ginger soup."
Ali said: "Auntie, can I light a fire with Bei Mo? Our shoes are all wet and we want to warm ourselves up."
"Yes, yes." Wan Niang ordered, "Nan Yao, cut more ginger and mince it. Bei Mo and Ali will also drink it." Fu Nanyao responded, took two cotton towels to his brother and sister-in-law, and then went to the stove between.
Fu Beimo and Ali followed closely behind.
Yan Funing placed the Ganoderma lucidum on the table and wiped her face with a cotton towel: "Mom, although I came back from the rain, my husband picked a big Ganoderma lucidum, which is a big gain."
Wan Niang breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ganoderma lucidum is valuable, but in my heart, you are more important." After saying that, she rushed people to the stove, "You guys also go and warm up."
The fire boils the water, and the water boils quickly.
Yan Funing went back to her room to take a bath, while Fu Ciyi went to the toilet cubicle to wash herself.
After the young couple finished taking a hot bath, Wan Niang ordered them to drink thick ginger soup, and Fu Beimo and Ali were not left behind.
The ginger soup was boiling and boiling, very spicy.
The four people drank so much that they frowned and gasped one after another.
Wan Niang felt a little relieved now: "It has to be so spicy so that you won't catch the cold." - During dinner, Yan Funing talked about today's harvest: "The Ganoderma lucidum flowers are bigger than the ones we picked last time. We also caught three pheasants this time, but one escaped quickly and my husband killed it."
Fu Beimo was curious: "How did you kill him?"
"Your brother picked up a stone and threw it. With a hiss, the pheasant fell to the ground and died."
Yan Funing said calmly, but her mind kept repeating Fu Ciyi's cold eyes when he threw the stones.
The future sinister and powerful minister may be born with this coldness.
Hearing this, Fu Beimo and Ali looked at Fu Ciyi with studious eyes: "We want to learn this kind of kung fu."
Fu Ciyi glanced at them lightly and said to himself: "Keep the dead one home to eat."
Yan Funing nodded: "I picked few oyster mushrooms yesterday, so I plan to keep them at home to eat." She looked out and saw the rain falling, and murmured to herself, "I wonder what the weather will be like tomorrow?"
"It'd better be sunny tomorrow. I'm going to town with my sister-in-law." Fu Beimo also looked outside the house. "It's raining. It's annoying. My clothes are wet. I can't go to town yet."
Yan Funing said: "The spring rain is as moist as butter. We have sown so many seeds and are just waiting for this spring rain."
Wait until late at night until the rain stops.
Early the next morning, the morning light appeared.
After eating the morning meal, Fu Ciyi prepared to go to the village school.
Yan Funing wrapped Ganoderma lucidum in oil paper and put it in her backpack. Fu Beimo carried two pheasants. The uncle and sister-in-law were preparing to go to the town.
Fu Ciyi took a few steps outside and turned back: "Ali, you are also going to town."
Ali said happily: "Bei Mo and I will definitely protect my sister-in-law!"
Fu Ciyi nodded slightly before going out.
Yan Funing spoke to her mother-in-law and took Fu Beimo and Ali to the entrance of the village.
Ali was so excited to go to town that he had to help Fu Beimo carry the pheasants and help Yan Funing carry the basket.
Fu Beimo held on to the pheasant and said, "Help my sister-in-law carry the basket."
Yan Funing declined politely: "The basket isn't heavy now. I can carry it myself."
The three of them arrived at the entrance of the village talking and laughing.
Since it was still early, the three of them chose relatively comfortable seats and sat down.
Before long, the bullock cart was filled with people.
It rained yesterday, and today the road is muddy and difficult to navigate. There are many people going to town to ride on bullock carts.
Fu Beimo and Ali, who were originally next to each other, sat next to Yan Funing, one on the left and one on the of the bumpy car and someone squeezing into her, the two of them stretched out their legs and put their hands on their knees to give Yan Funing some space.
When they reached the town, the car stopped, and the two of them still maintained the same posture.
Driver Li smiled: "Girl, if you didn't know better, you would have thought these two were your guards."
Yan Funing laughed along, and after all the passengers got off the car, she said in a low voice: "Brother Li, I want to go to that mysterious house later, please take us there."
(End of this chapter)