After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 35 Help him with laundry
Not long after, Yan Funing and Fu Beimo came back each carrying a bucket of water.

The well water poured into the large wooden basin, the crushed soap locust was put into the water, the clothes were soaked, and the aunt and sister-in-law began to scrub.

The clothes are almost not dirty, just rub them lightly and they will be fine.

Yan Funing went to the room to get a small wooden basin, wrung out the washed clothes and put them in.

After changing a basin of water, the aunt and sister-in-law began to wash Fu Beimo and Fu Ciyi's clothes.

Fu Beimo saw a few pieces of his clothes thrown on the ground and said dissatisfied: "Why aren't they washed?"

"It's covered in mud, so wash it last."

Fu Nan glanced at him sideways and spoke in a clear voice.

Although he knew the reason, Fu Beimo was still a little unhappy and always felt that he was being treated differently.

Remembering that there was still one candy that I hadn't eaten yesterday, I quickly went back to my room, took it out, and handed it under Fu Nanyao's eyes.

"Here..." When she came to her mouth, Fu Beimo quickly stuffed the candy into his mouth, "I won't give it to you!"

"Fu Beimo!"

Fu Nanyao threw down his clothes.

However, the lame leg could not bear the force, so he could not get up from the small stool.

Fu Ciyi heard the quarrel and moved his eyes to the courtyard.

Bu Cheng wants to see his clothes being pinched and washed by Yan Funing, one after another...

Outerwear, forget it.

Zhongyi, just... just barely.

What made him feel uncomfortable was that what she was about to wash was the underwear he was wearing.

His handsome face was instantly covered with shadows, he put down his pen and left the room.

"Who asked you to wash it?"

Yan Funing was startled: "I just took the clothes away, and you didn't stop me."

I rubbed it quickly, dipped it in the water, picked it up, and rubbed it again in another part.

At this moment, her slender white fingers pinched——

Exactly a certain part of the pants!
Fu Ciyi's face became increasingly ugly, a cold glare of disgust flashed in his eyes, and the hands behind his back were immediately clenched, and his bones were clear.

Wanniang, who was basking in the sun, heard that her son had a bad tone, so she used his words to attack him: "Ciyi, aren't you copying a book?"

A lady helps her husband wash his clothes, what's all the fuss about?

In view of his mother's words, Fu Ciyi resisted the urge to pick up the girl and throw her out of the hospital, and returned to the room.

Yan Funing didn't even realize there was anything wrong with washing someone's clothes.

But it is true that someone is unhappy.

She stood up, waved her hands, and went to him.

"I thought you just allowed me to wash it if you didn't stop me. Besides, you are copying books, so time is precious."

Fu Ciyi didn't even raise his head, just copying the book by himself.

Yan Funing said softly: "I help you wash clothes, not because I want you to teach me how to read and write. You don't have to worry about it."

She just wanted to give him a psychological hint. If he didn't teach her, he would feel bad.

Fu Nanyao was very angry when he saw that his brother didn't like a certain woman washing his clothes.Although she wanted to take pleasure in others' misfortune, she was afraid of being affected, so she sat down on the stool and washed all the remaining clothes of Fu Beimo.

Yan Funing saw that no one paid any attention to what she said and simply returned to the hospital.

I poured out the water in the big wooden basin and put the clothes in. One end couldn't be lifted.

The family's wet clothes were too heavy.

Fu Nanyao, however, has limited legs and feet and cannot carry heavy objects.

Fortunately, Fu Beimo grabbed the wooden basin: "I'll help sister-in-law carry it."

"Thank you Beimo!"

The uncle and sister-in-law carried the basin, followed by Fu Nanyao, and the three of them went to the river.

At the riverside at this moment, there were many people beating clothes with sticks, and most of the clothes they were beating and washing were homespun, coarse linen, and the like.Fortunately, the river pier was divided into two ends, so Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao went to the empty end.

Several women started whispering to each other when they saw that the Fu family was coming over. The laundry was only for rinsing, and the material was different from their own.

"Lingluo silk and satin cannot be hammered and washed. They will break if you hammer them. How can our clothes be as strong as ours?"

"Wearing silk and satin, I have to come to the river to wash my clothes by myself. I thought there would be a maid to take care of me."

"How can you live in a poor place in the countryside when you have a maid to take care of you?"

"That lame guy, no matter how good he is at washing clothes, he will never be able to get married in the future."

"That's right, if you give it to my son, we won't take it."

Fu Nanyao's hands holding the clothes trembled and her eyes turned red after hearing these remarks.

"Some people have such dirty mouths that their saliva has stained the head of the river. It's disgusting." Yan Funing stood up and picked up the big wooden basin, "Beimo, help me carry the basin of water."

Fu Beimo, who was playing with the dog on the shore, heard this and ran over quickly. He rolled up his sleeves and carried a basin full of water with Yan Funing.

The two of them worked together and poured the entire basin of water directly towards the river pier at the other end.

A woman jumped up and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Yan Funing: "What did you just say?"

The woman pointed at Fu Nanyao and said: "I said that no one wants a lame girl. Even if she is given gold, my son will not care about it."

Yan Funing: "Do you have a mirror at home?"

The woman was confused: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yan Funing: "Go home and let your son take good care of him. He looks like a lazy toad. You still want to eat swan meat?"

The woman said angrily: "How do you know what my son looks like? He is so handsome."

Yan Funing asked calmly: "My son, Xiao Mu, don't you know what you look like?"

Fu Beimo's eyes widened and he asked the woman: "You are so ugly and have such a bad mouth, but you don't know it?"

The woman was about to retort when she was pulled away by the woman next to her and they walked away.

"Why are you pulling me? Didn't the mother-in-law of the Fu family and the Qian family tell us to scold us when we see them?"

"Oh yo yo, that little lady has a sharp mouth, and that fool is not easy to bully. Let's not join in the fun of the Hu family and the Fu family."

Although their voices were low, Yan Funing and Fu Nanyao still heard them.

"Just ignore what they said just now." Yan Funing advised her.

"The Hu family is so annoying!" Fu Nanyao rubbed her clothes hard, "You're not much better!"

Yan Funing didn't expect to be glared at by her, and it was difficult to argue at this moment. After all, the female supporting character had indeed scolded her in more unpleasant ways before.

After washing her clothes and returning home, Fu Nanyao felt mixed when she saw Yan Funing and her younger brother carrying a wooden basin in front of them.

She spoke for her just now, but she blamed her in turn, but her little pride kept her from lowering her head.

When the three of them returned home, Fu Ciyi had already set up a bamboo pole rack for drying clothes.

After putting down the big wooden basin, Yan Funing went back to the room to get a rag to wipe the bamboo pole for drying clothes.

However, the bamboo poles were set up horizontally, much higher than her head.

She raised her hands and stood on tiptoes. Her fingertips were only an inch away from reaching the bamboo pole, but they couldn't brush it.

Yan Funing deeply suspected that someone did it on purpose. He could obviously tie the shelves on both sides a little lower.

She angrily stood opposite someone, holding the rag tightly in her white hands.

The words of blame came to her lips, but she couldn't say a word when thinking about someone's viciousness.

Just stared up at him.

Fu Ciyi looked back at her indifferently. The woman's almond-shaped eyes were widened, and she was obviously very angry.

Those watery eyes were filled with fear, as if they would shed tears if they were frightened by him.

To his surprise, in just a moment, her peach cheeks flashed into a smile, and the water in her eyes suddenly turned into a glint of water. She said to him tenderly and softly: "Can you help me tie the shelf lower? "

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