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

Chapter 46 He insists on watching

Yan Funing shook her head at him quickly.

Seeing that his son and daughter-in-law did not respond, Wan Niang couldn't help asking, "What, do you don't believe in your mother?"

Yan Funing smiled and said, "It is true, of course."

"Well, mother is waiting to hug her grandson?"

"Mom, you have to consider our current situation. Your husband is going to take the imperial examination. We have to make money to treat Nan Yao's legs and Bei Mo's head injuries. There is no hurry to have a baby."

Speaking of twins, Wan Niang said in a lonely voice: "I can't see one leg and one head well. I've seen many doctors over the years." Thinking of her grandchildren, her voice became clear again, "Ci Yi took the imperial examination and student exams. The children are not conflicted, Mom will take care of you. You think I am blind, but the eyes of Nanyao Beimo are bright. How many of them are you born? Mom and Nanyao Beimo can take care of them."

Yan Funing's lips twitched when she heard it: "Mom, go to the main hall first and sit down. When I chop the dumpling filling, I will make dumplings with you."

After hearing what to eat, Wanniang nodded and agreed to help her back to the main hall.

After he helped his mother-in-law to the chair and sat down peacefully, Yan Funing immediately ran back to someone.

"born…"

Yinghong's lips opened slightly and she just spit out a word, as if nothing was right.

Fu Ciyi looked at her silently.

The deep eyes as deep as the sea seem to reach the heart of people, making people unable to hide.

Yan Funing stomped her feet and leaned into his ear and whispered: "When you are in high school, some noble girls from aristocratic families will help you have children, so you have to work hard to prepare for the exam!"

Fu Ciyi was confused when he heard this.

Yan Funing quickly walked out of the west wing. Seeing him stunned, he stuck his head into the window, raised his arm and clenched his small fist.

He encouraged, "Come on, you can choose the best one by then and the child you give birth to is also beautiful."

By then, they had already separated, and she didn't have to worry about being shackled by him. If she had the chance to see his child, she could smile and say to someone: [Here, that is my ex-husband's child, so beautiful! 】

Thinking of this, she burst out laughing.

Then he happily ran back to the stove and went to chop the dumpling filling.

The sound of chubby came from the stove, with excitement.

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi couldn't help biting his back teeth.

Why was she so happy when talking about other women giving birth to him?

The happier she was, the more unhappy he was.

I felt annoyed in my heart.

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In the stove, Yan Funing washed all the meat.

Thinking that the lard stir-frying is very fragrant, I planned to keep half of the fat meat for boiling lard.

There was not much fat for half a pound, but fortunately the stall owner gave him a small piece. Separate evenly, half chopped and half left.

Chop all the lean meat into pieces, add the fat meat and cabbage you have just chopped, add soy sauce and salt, and add a little sugar to increase freshness and stir well.

There are no seasonings at home, and the meat filling made from these is pretty good.

More than one pound of meat is not much for a family of five, but with cabbage, the filling is increased.

After mixing the filling, Yan Funing prepared the dumpling skin with dough.

After preparation, the filling and the kneaded noodles were brought to the main hall.

Wanniang called the twins over and the four of them fought together.

The main hall has a large square table, and the whole family makes dumplings together.

With the experience of making dumplings in the previous time, Fu Beimo got started with making dumplings this time. But the shape is neither as round as dumplings nor as erect as dumplings.

Fu Nanyao smiled at him: "Why don't you make a round cake?"

Fu Beimo said, "Is it as round as your face?"

Fu Nanyao: "Smelling Beimo!"

Fu Beimo raised his sleeve and sniffed himself: "It's not smelly!"

Wanniang laughed out loud, this kind of life would be great.

After making dumplings, Yan Funing took them to the stove.

Because Nan Yaobei Mo had just had a bickering, he still had flour in his hand, so he was fighting each other in the main hall.

Yan Funing didn't ask them to come and burn the fire. She lit the oil-paper kraft paper wrapped in ribs and meat in the morning, and then put the fine firewood on it to ignite.

The small firewood quickly got up and put the big ones on it.

Sure enough, the fire was very smooth.

When Nanyaobei Mo wanted to help burn the fire, the fire in the stove was already very strong.

Fu Beimo applauded and applauded: "Sister-in-law is smart!"

Fu Nanyao curled her lips: "Isn't it just a fire?" Yan Funing was no longer surprised by Fu Nanyao's attitude.

It's pretty good that she can come to the kitchen with the intention.

However, if she has the chance, she has to have a good chat with her.

The water quickly boiled, Yan Funing put the dumplings, added cold water three times during this period, and then it was released.

The freshly cooked dumplings are hot.

She had wrapped the edge of the bowl in a cotton towel, but her index finger was still burned.

Halfway through the road, I couldn't throw the bowl, so I had to grit my teeth and take it to the main hall.

"hiss-"

As soon as I put down the bowl, the scalded part hurts.

When Wanniang heard her extremely soft cry of pain, she asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

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

"It's okay, mom."

Yan Funing put her fingers in front of her lips and blew.

At this time, Fu Nanyao limped in.

Fu Beimo imitated Yan Funing and brought a bowl of dumplings.

Wanniang said, "Let me see your sister-in-law quickly. Is she hot?"

Fu Beimo saw Yan Funing's red fingertips at a glance: "Well, it's hot, it hurts, my sister-in-law's hands are red." He put the bowl on the table and "Scald the soup."

Wanniang said anxiously: "Funing, go and rinse it with cold water."

Yan Funing responded and returned to the kitchen.

Fu Nanyao uttered two words to her back: "Sweet."

He limped into the stove, took the cotton towel that Yan Funing placed on the stove, and also brought a bowl of dumplings.

Halfway through the way, she wondered in her heart that it was hot, not as hot as a certain woman.

Could it be that a certain woman's skin is even more delicate than hers?

Yan Funing scooped water with a scoop of water and soaked her fingers in cold water, which made her feel better.

As soon as I took it out, it hurts heartily.

Fu Beimo came back to serve the dumplings, and saw Yan Fu frowned, and then quickly walked back to the main hall with a bowl.

As soon as he put down the bowl, he ran to the west wing.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is injured. Go and have a look. If you don't go and see, my sister-in-law will cry."

Seeing that his brother didn't move, he kept slapping the windowsill.

Fu Ciyi then put down his pen and got up and went to the stove.

Fu Nanyao brought another bowl of dumplings, and when she saw her brother coming over, she whispered: "She is so cute!"

Fu Ciyi looked faint and walked to Yan Funing a few steps.

"Where did you hurt?"

Yan Fu Ning pinched her fingers: "Not hurt."

Fu Ciyi frowned.

Fu Beimo hurriedly said, "Hand, I'm injured. Brother, please blow it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ciyi's eyes swept at the door and pointed at his younger brother.

The wind is quite cold in eyes.

Fu Beimo shrank his neck and returned to the main hall obediently.

The fingertips were hurting so hard that Yan Funing sighed that she was not doing well and had to soak her fingers in cold water again.

Fu Ciyi: "Let me take a look."

Yan Funing: "No need to look at it, I'll just bask for a while."

She didn't show it, and Fu Ciyi insisted on looking, so he pinched her index finger with **** without saying a word.

The eyes were filled with red marks across the fingertips, slightly swollen.

Yan Funing instinctively wanted to retract her hand, but he squeezed it tightly.

(End of this chapter)