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

Chapter 44 Kissing with fingertips

Fu Ciyi was stunned.

At this moment, he seemed to say nothing was right, so he stood up and said lightly, "I'm going back to my room to write."

After saying that, he slowly walked out.

"Listen, he will be like this when he says it."

Wanniang shook her head, but her hands gently stroked Yan Funing's movements kept.

Yan Funing narrowed a thin slit in her eyes and glanced at someone sideways.

Seeing his back indifferent, he thought to himself, wouldn't he take his anger on her?

After all, he was blamed by his mother.

I have to go and go smoothly with his hair.

Thinking of this, she stood up and said, "Mom, I bought meat and ribs this time."

Fu Beimo said happily: "I love eating pork ribs."

"Have you bought meat?" Wanniang asked with a smile.

"Well, I bought all the fat and lean meat. Let's make dumplings today."

After Yan Funing finished speaking, she put the meat and ribs in the stove, and placed the oil paper and kraft paper in the back basket next to the firewood in the stove. The paper stained with grease could be used to ignite the firewood.

Then he carried the basket back to the woodshed, went back to the stove and cleaned his hands, and then he took two paper bags back to the room.

Hearing the footsteps of her return to the room, Fu Ciyi wrote by herself.

Yan Funing placed two paper bags, one big and one small, on the corner of the table, and first opened the paper bag that wrapped the candle oil lamp.

"I've almost used up the candles at home, so I bought some. I also bought a lamp. This lamp is called the oil-saving lamp, which is divided into two layers. There are holes at the bottom that can be filled with water to cool down, and oil on the top of the lamp is used for lighting."

Fu Ciyi raised his eyes and saw a brown ceramic lamp.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yan Funing couldn't figure out his thoughts, so she said again: "It's costly to copy books at night, and use oil lamps and candles together with bright spots."

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and after a while, he said, "No need to use them together. I can just use an oil lamp. You can take the candle to the main hall."

Yan Funing thought for a while and simply took the entire paper bag containing the candle oil lamp and wick to the main hall.

Wanniang and her son were still in the main hall.

Seeing that she brought another kraft paper bag, Fu Nanyao couldn't help but mutter: "What good thing is hidden inside? Is she trying to hide it secretly?"

Wan Niang slapped her daughter's hand angrily: "How do you speak?"

Yan Funing chuckled softly and put the paper bag on the desktop to open it.

"Mom, I bought a lamp and six candles. I wanted to use it to copy books and lighting my husband at night, but he asked me to bring the candles."

"The oil lamp is not as bright as a candle. He is like this..." Wanniang felt sorry for her eldest son's sensibility, so she said again, "Funing, the oil lamp is placed in the main hall for Ci Yi to use the candle. If a candle is not bright enough, then Just click two."

In her opinion, eyes are the most important.

"Okay, mom, I get it."

Yan Funing took out the oil lamp and wick and placed it on the table against the wall of the main hall.

At this time, Wanniang said to the twins, "The oil we eat can be used on oil lamps, but candles are expensive. You lived in the Fu Mansion before, but you didn't know that the firewood, rice, oil and salt are everywhere, but now do you know?"

But Fu Nanyao didn't believe it: "Really?"

Wanniang turned her face toward Yan Funing: "Funing, tell me."

Yan Funing: "A pound of rapeseed oil costs fifty cents, and a candle costs twenty cents. If you light an oil lamp for a pound of rapeseed oil, it can be burned for a long time, and the candle will be lit in one night."

Upon hearing this, Fu Beimo said seriously: "Mom, sister-in-law, tonight, I will go back to the room to sleep in the dark."

Wanniang laughed out loud: "You are sincerely joking about your mother?"

"I want to save the candles for my brother to copy books." Fu Beimo said seriously.

It's indeed an innocent boy.

Yan Fu smiled and shook her head, deciding to buy a few more oil lamps in the town next time, one in each room.

He took the candle and went back to the room and said to someone, "Mom said, "You can copy the candle for you."

Seeing that she brought her mother out, Fu Ciyi said nothing.

Yan Funing took a candy bean and tasted sweet, so she pinched one and handed it over.

"Do you want to eat sugar beans?"

With the experience of being rejected last time, she didn't dare to get too close to him this time, and her fingertips were about half a foot away from him.

Fu Ciyi wrote the words carefully. When he heard about eating candy, he adjusted his sitting posture and turned his head indifferently.

With such movement, his lips barely touched her fingertips.

Her cold lips touched her warm fingertips. It's like a kiss on your fingertips.

Yan Funin was so scared that she shivered and quickly retracted her hand.

"I can't blame me, yes, yes, you came here by yourself. I really don't want to take advantage of you!"

Looking at his gloomy face, she said a lot of words in a speechless manner.

It’s not okay to throw away the sugar beans pinched at your fingertips, nor is it not to throw them away.

Fu Ciyi looked coldly: "Give it to me."

Yan Funing quickly took out the silver ingot from her purse.

"..." Fu Ciyi said, "It's not this thing."

Yan Funing was completely confused: "What are you for?"

What else can this woman give him?

Fu Ciyi closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, and said, "Tangbean."

After saying that, spread your hands.

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

Yan Funing hurriedly put Tangdouzi on the palm of his hand, and then instinctively shook his hand, as if he could shake off his lips and leave it on her fingertips.

However, this move made Fu Ciyi's face turn ashen.

Is it poisonous on his lips?

Yan Fu Ning was stunned. Seeing him staring at her fingers, she had to put her hand behind her back.

They pinched each other with their fingertips, and only hated themselves in their hearts. Why weren’t they smarter just now?

"If you don't want to eat that sugar bean, throw it away."

I originally thought of giving him a candle and giving him candy, and she could ask him for advice.

Unexpectedly, things turned out to be like this.

Fu Ciyi slowly put the sugar beans back into the paper bag.

The atmosphere in the room was indeed awkward. He was willing to leave the topic and asked, "Where is the malt sugar?"

"I bought four packs and all of them were divided." Yan Funing blinked and suddenly realized that he liked to eat malt sugar, so she said, "You want to eat it, I'll buy it for you next time."

Fu Ciyi refused to answer.

He doesn't care.

The woman bought four packets of malt sugar and gave one packet to each of Nanyao and Beimo, and the other two packets to two irrelevant men.

It's really a promising, thank you?

hehe…

Seeing his face getting darker and darker, Yan Funing's heart thumped and moved all the packets of candy beans over.

"I'll give it to you, and I'll eat it."

His voice is delicate and pleasing.

Fu Ciyi pushed open the paper bag, held the wolf's brush, and dipped it in ink.

Do you think he is a three-year-old?

Yan Fu Ning looked at his eyebrows and asked softly, "Don't you? Then I'll divide it for Nan Yaobei Mo?"

"Let's go."

Seeing that he finally said two words, Yan Funing quickly spread the paper bag flat.

Fu Ciyi half-tightened his eyelids and saw the candy bean that they had just pinched.

He is not sweet, but...

I didn't want to delve into the reason, but then I thought I had to give a reason, so I said again: "They already have sugar, and it's not appropriate to eat too much."

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Yan Funing pulled the corners of her lips, but she couldn't laugh when facing his overly cold face.

The atmosphere in the room was really strange, she wanted to go out for some breath.

His toes slowly turned outward, and suddenly his cold voice came from behind.

"Not going to town alone in the future."

By the way, Yan Funing turned around and asked him, "Are you caring about me?"

(End of this chapter)