After Entering the Wrong Bridal Chamber, I Went to Farm With the Sinister and Powerful Official

Chapter 36 Her thin waist

His voice is low and soft, with an unknowing charm, and is seductive for no reason.

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were as light as water.

After delving into it, his eyes were filled with coldness, as if he was wearing this clothes rack, which he was extremely reluctant.

Yan Fu's eyes dodged a little, and simply lowered her eyes. What she clearly wanted to blame, and her words changed their tone.

I really can't blame her. She just needs to lower her voice and inexplicably brings the meaning of acting coquettishly.

She didn't want to do it either!

At this moment, I didn't even have the courage to look at him.

Seeing that his brother did not respond, Fu Beimo shouted, "My sister-in-law can't reach it, I'll dry my clothes."

Fu Nanyao shook her head: "The clothes you hung must be wrinkled, how can you be as meticulous as a woman?"

Fu Beimo frowned unhappily, took the clean clothes and put them on the bamboo pole.

Yan Funing: "Bei Mo."

Fu Ciyi: "Bei Mo."

Shocked by his brother and sister-in-law calling him together, Fu Beimo laughed out loud: "It sounds so nice, you guys call him again together."

Yan Funing: “…”

Fu Ciyi: “…”

"If you don't call, don't call."

Fu Beimo muttered and wanted to dry clothes on the bamboo pole again.

"The bamboo poles have not been wiped clean yet, don't dry them first." Yan Funing called him.

Almost at the same time, Fu Ciyi ordered: "Go and fetch water and fill the water tank."

Fu Beimo responded, put his clean clothes back into the large wooden basin, and went to the stove to carry the bucket.

Yan Funing muttered in her heart and turned her head to see someone rekidnapping.

The rack was rebuilt, and the bamboo pole was only about an inch lowered. Yan Funing didn't care. She just raised her arms and tiptoed to wipe it.

It simply slids it on and then smoothes it when drying clothes, it doesn’t matter.

Fu Ciyi washed his hands and went back to the room, took his pen and copied the book.

With a little lift, he caught a glimpse of her back standing on tiptoe drying clothes. She raised her arms and stroked the wrinkles on her clothes carefully.

Her waist is so thin? !

He frowned and lowered his eyes, pinching his eyebrows in annoyance.

There were so many clothes that I had dried three long bamboo poles. Even at this moment, Fu Beimo was still carrying water.

He imitated his brother, carrying a bucket of water in each hand, and was breathing heavily.

Yan Funing couldn't see it, so she picked up one for him.

The bucket was filled with water, which was very heavy for her, so she carried it with both hands.

At this moment, Fu Ciyi suddenly spoke out: "No need to fetch water today."

His voice was cold and his expression was difficult to tell.

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When it's time to make lunch, Yan Funing goes to the fields to pick vegetables.

Fu Beimo followed him happily.

The crops that were cut in the fields were wilted, and Yan Funing sighed. So many crops rotten in the fields were not a solution.

It can be collected and used for compost. But composting takes too long and there is nowhere to pile it up.

If you turn them together with the soil directly, there will be too many crops cut, and it will be easy to cook seedlings when growing grain and vegetables next time.

Only now is the solution to dispose of these wilted crops.

The uncle and sister-in-law pulled out three radishes and a cabbage, and slapped off the mud on the roots.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to cook so many radishes today."

"Burn one, and the remaining two. I plan to make pickled radishes and drink them with porridge early in the morning."

"good!"

The two went home talking and laughing.

When he got home, Yan Funing washed the radish and cabbage.

There are two pots on the stove, and there are two soup cans in the middle, and water is prepared inside. When cooking with fire, the water temperature in the soup can also increase.

Yan Funing filled the soup pot with water, one pot was used to cook rice, and the other pot was used to cook vegetables.

After washing rice and putting water, Fu Beimo started to burn firewood without saying anything.

There were three ribs left. Yan Funing chopped them all, put them in cold water and started cooking rib soup.

"Bei Mo, another pot is also boiled." "Okay."

After the water boils, Yan Funing removes the foam from the rib soup, then takes a radish and cuts it into pieces and puts it into the soup.

The soup was bubbling, and soon the fragrance drifted out, and the whole yard was filled with a smell of meat.

Rib soup needs to be cooked for a long time.

When the rice is cooked, the rib soup is still stewed.

Fu Beimo licked his lips and swallowed: "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry."

Yan Funing joked with him: "The food is ready, why don't you have some food first?"

"I want to eat candy."

"I'm honest, I'll take a look at the fire, I'll get it to you in the room."

"Sister-in-law, I'm very well-behaved."

Yan Funing took a cotton towel to wipe the water stains on her hands and left the stove.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Fu Nanyao tiptoing on his good legs and turning over the sun-dried clothes. She flipped over one by one, and even her dress was also flipped over.

Seeing this, Yan Funing smiled at the corner of her lips.

Her nominal sister-in-law is probably a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart.

After entering the west wing, someone was copying a book quietly. Yan Funing gently took the remaining three malt sugar.

When he arrived in the yard, he took out a piece of malt candy from the paper bag and handed it to Fu Nanyao's mouth.

"Do you eat?"

Fu Nanyao glared at her, quickly put her head in her mouth and then continued to turn the clothes over.

Yan Funing smiled softly, went back to the stove and gave Fu Beimo the remaining two malt sugar.

Fu Beimo ate one: "Sister-in-law, I'll give you one left."

Yan Funing shook her head: "Eat it all for you. Eat it slowly. After eating two pieces, the rib soup will be fine."

"Okay." He smiled so hard that his eyebrows were bent.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Funing split the cabbage, cut half into small pieces, and keep the half for eating at night.

The cabbage is cut quickly and set aside on a plate.

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 cutting board. When people hear it, they feel that the sword skill is very high.

Not long after, the radish is cut.

She put the radish slices into a basin, took 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 is little seasoning, so I just pickled."

Yan Funing nodded, turned around and sprinkled salt in the rib soup.

Finally, the rib soup was stewed. After putting out the soup, wash the pot and stir-fry the cabbage.

The speed of stir-frying cabbage is very fast, it will be fine if you don’t know much.

When the food was brought to the main hall, Wanniang and Fu Nanyao waited early without saying it.

Even Fu Ciyi, who had to shout it several times in the past, came slowly.

Yan Funing served a bowl of soup to Wanniang: "Mom, you can drink it first."

"Okay." Wan Niang's face was full of smiles and she said bluntly, "I'm just waiting for this fragrant soup."

The whole family ate the chopsticks and ate the pork ribs.

The radish sucked the fat of the ribs, and the radish was filled with the fragrance of the radish. Even if only salt was added, the soup was unexpectedly delicious.

Because there is a layer of oil floating on the soup, it can keep warm, so the soup will be warm when it is drunk in the stomach.

Fu Nanyao, who would say a few sarcastic words from time to time in the past, rarely said anything and just kept her head open.

Fu Beimo joked with her: "I also said that ribs are something that dogs eat, and my sister is a puppy."

Fu Nanyao raised her eyes and glared at him: "If you talk about it, I'll eat your portion too."

Fu Beimo hurriedly protected the food to make sure she couldn't get it, so he looked at Yan Funing with grievance: "Sister-in-law..."

(End of this chapter)