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

Chapter 47 The ultimate beauty

"How could this be?" he asked.

Yan Funing said honestly, "I got burnt when I served the dumplings."

"Not wrapped in cotton towel?"

"It's wrapped."

"Are you stupid? One piece is not enough, wrap two pieces."

His voice is cold.

It hurts so much that it hurts when he pinchs his fingers. It also hurts when he calls it stupid...

Yan Funing pursed her lips tightly and endured it.

I couldn't help it anymore and wanted to soak my fingers in cold water, so I muttered in a low voice: "Can you let me go, okay?"

"I'm just looking at how hot you are." Fu Ciyi said with obvious displeasure.

"But, I hurt me."

His voice is low and he is crying, and he is so delicate that he is so pity that he is so charming.

Fu Ciyi was shocked when he heard this.

In front of her, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, her delicate pink face was filled with fear, and her watery eyes were rippling, as if she was bullied by a storm.

His eyes were gloomy, how could he behave like he was flirting with her?

Then he immediately let go of her fingers and said indifferently: "You grabbed my fingers by the cliff. At this moment, I'm just looking at the injury."

Yan Funing heard what he meant and said, "Then we will be clear."

Fu Ciyi didn't bother with her and scooped water with a bowl.

"Go to the main hall to eat dumplings, so your fingers are soaked in this bowl of water." Seeing her stunned, he said, "Don't you leave?"

"Oh, leave..."

The two of them came to the main hall to take a seat, and Wanniang said, "Let's have a meal."

Fu Nanyao was eating dumplings, stretched out her hand and muttered: "I have served dumplings too, there is no problem with my hands, why is she having a problem?"

Fu Ciyi: "Shut up."

At that time, a certain girl was about to cry. If Nan Yao was talking about it at this moment...

He was so bored.

Fu Nanyao was shocked by her brother's harshness, and pouted in dissatisfaction: "Mom, listen, brother is harsh in me!"

Wan Niang pretended that she didn't hear it.

Fu Beimo shook his head and ate the dumplings, and then asked Yan Funing: "Sister-in-law, have you ever helped you with whisper?"

Yan Funing shook her head.

Fu Beimo said seriously: "I will help my sister-in-law **** later."

Hearing this, Wanniang knocked Fu Beimo's head accurately with her chopstick head.

Fu Beimo covered his head: "Mom, hit me!"

"You are the one who beats you. Your sister-in-law has your brother. What's your trouble with you?"

"Brother doesn't feel sorry for his sister-in-law, but I feel sorry for him." He said seriously.

If my sister-in-law is such a delicate person, she should feel sorry for her.

My sister-in-law will praise him, thank him, make delicious food for him, and buy candies for him, so he will feel sorry for his sister-in-law.

Wanniang knew that the heartache her younger son said was just the original intention of heartache, so she smiled helplessly.

She also hopes that her younger son will be more enlightened so that he can get his wife in the future.

But now, when she heard his innocent and childish words, her ideas were probably going to be disappointed.

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After eating the dumplings, my fingers didn't start to hurt as much as they did.

Yan Funing proposed to go to the fields to deal with the cut crops.

I wanted to wait until I bought a cloth and put it on before I could deal with it, but now I can only pull the cloth and make my own clothes. If you make your own clothes for a long time, the crops will rot in the fields, and the problem will be big.

Only now can we deal with it as soon as possible.

Wanniang said, "I'll tell them brothers to go. If you have burned your hand, you will stay at home."

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Funian pinched his fingertips, but it still hurt a little, so he bent his fingers tightly, "If those crops rot in the field, they will burn the roots in the future." Wan Niang pondered, "Yes, The crops of three acres of fields need to be processed, and they will be large in number."

Fu Ciyi said, "We all go, my mother stays at home."

Fu Nanyao pointed at herself in disbelief: "I want to go too?"

Fu Ciyi: "If you take less, it won't affect your legs."

After saying that, the four of them went to the field.

Because the air is still cold today, although the crops that were cut were wilted, they have not yet rotted.

The four of them went down the field, sorted out the cut crops with their hands, pulled up half of them that were still left in the field, and piled them all out of the corners of the field.

There are also villagers working in the fields next to them, mostly dealing with weeds.

They saw that four people from the Fu family came to the field at this time, especially Fu Wanniang's eldest son was extremely handsome, but his cold face made them dare not whisper, let alone in insulting them.

Unable to hear the mixed voices, Yan Funing and Fu Beimo looked at each other and laughed, and the two of them did it very quickly.

Just then, someone came over and said, "I said, can you give me the destroyed radishes and cabbage in your fields?"

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

Yan Funing raised her head: "Auntie, those radishes and cabbages cannot be eaten."

The aunt said, "I know, I want to take it away for my pig to eat."

"It's okay to feed the pigs." Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi, wondering what he meant.

Fu Ciyi said lightly: "If you want, you can come to the field to get it yourself."

The aunt smiled and said, "Of course, I'll go home and call my son." As she spoke, she glanced at Yan Funing deeply and said, "It's too troublesome for you to sort it out with your hands. I have a hug at home. Rake, get it done quickly.”

Yan Funing smiled and thanked: "Thank you aunt!"

The aunt waved her hand and said, "No need to thank you. As such, I should thank you for giving me the carrots and cabbage."

She pointed to several villagers and peasant women in the field beside her and whispered, "I guess they want it too, but I just scolded your family, so I'm embarrassed to speak."

After saying that, get up quickly.

Hearing this, Yan Funing looked at the Fu brothers and sisters, but Fu Beimo was still tidying up.

The villagers in the field next to them all lowered their heads and were a little brave, gathered together to chat.

After all, Fu Ciyi's face was cold and no one dared to insult him loudly as before.

Thinking of the old lady coming to get the destroyed cabbage and radish, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing took Nanyao and Beimo to pile the cabbage and radish together first.

Not long after, an ox cart came up on the field path.

The ox cart stopped halfway, because the bullocks were ridges further ahead, and the ridges were only one foot wide, so the bullocks could not pass.

What made Yan Funing shocked was that this ox cart was the one that drove the cart.

And the driver is the driver of the car.

The old lady just now walked over with a smile and said, "Here, the silly man behind me is my son."

Li was carrying three rakes on his shoulders and was walking behind the aunt.

Yan Fu smiled and turned her eyes to the aunt: "It turns out that Brother Li and aunt are mother and son."

Fu Ciyi's eyebrows and eyes became a little cold.

A certain woman actually called Brother Li, a car driver?

Li's mother slapped her legs happily: "Yes!"

The little lady in front of her is indeed beautiful and sweet, but unfortunately she has a husband.

Li's mother looked at Fu Nanyao. Fu Wanniang was good-looking and her daughter was handsome, but unfortunately her legs were lame.

However, she and her son are the only ones in her family, and the conditions are very bad. Even if the girl is lame, she may look down on her son.

In just a moment, Li's mother's heart was twisted several times.

Soon, she pulled her son: "If someone is willing to give radish and cabbage, you will help her process the winter wheat."

"It's done." Li Yingsheng rushed to the car, and saw Yan Funing, and smiled, "Girl."

Fu Ciyi's eyes flashed with a violent aura.

(End of this chapter)