Chapter 62 Torture Yourself
The old couple nodded: "That's natural."

Saying goodbye to Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu, Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing and Fu Beimo towards home.

The village school is two-quarters of an hour away from home.

Passing by a lotus pond, the lotus pond is silent now.

Walking further home, we passed a small stream with sparkling water.

When they came just now, they were busy chatting and failed to see the scenery along the way.The three of them did not speak at this moment, but took a closer look at the surrounding scenery.

Walking on the stone bridge of the creek, Yan Funing looked at her reflection in the water.

The bottom of the stream was clear, but she didn't see her reflection. Instead, she saw many crucian carp in the water.

"Fish, there are fish."

He was afraid that his voice would scare the fish away, so he spoke very quietly.Afraid that they wouldn't hear, he pulled the brothers' sleeves from left to right.

Fu Beimo didn't hear clearly: "What?"

The voice is not small.

Sure enough, the fish in the water spun around and scattered.

Yan Funing frowned: "Uuuuuuu, the fish ran away."

Fu Ciyi asked softly: "Want to eat fish?"

Fu Beimo nodded hurriedly: "I think!"

Yan Funing also nodded and licked her cherry red lips: "I haven't eaten fish for a long time. There are fish in the market and it's not easy to buy. If you buy it at home, it won't be fresh."

The fish in the stream below are so fresh.

Suddenly a fish in the water jumped onto the pebbles. The water here was shallow. It jumped around a few times, but it failed to jump back to where there was more water.

Yan Funing picked up her skirt and ran under the stone bridge.

While running, I picked up the hem of my skirt.

Not only that, but he was also ready to take off his embroidered shoes and get into the water.

Fu Ciyi's temples twitched.

Does she know that a woman cannot lift her skirt easily, let alone take off her shoes and socks in front of a man other than her husband?

Not to mention, we are outside at the moment, with people coming and going.

"Yan Funing!"

The three words spat out from his thin lips, with coldness and unconcealable sinisterness.

It was clearly a loud and melodious voice, but at this moment, Yan Funing recalled the cold and ruthless look on his face when he stabbed her cheek with the blade in the dream.

Her heart, liver, and lungs trembled together, and she forgot to take off her shoes and socks.

He slowly turned around and looked at him who was still on the stone bridge: "What's wrong?"

Her voice was low and small, with a cry in it, as if she was about to burst into tears if she was frightened by him again.

Fu Ciyi pressed his temples in disgust before getting off the stone bridge.

Fu Beimo ran quickly and went to the shore to look for something that could catch fish.

Not long after, Fu Ciyi walked up to Yan Funing, took the skirt of her skirt from her hands, and slowly put it down.

"It's cold today, so be careful not to take off your shoes and socks."

After all, he softened his tone, fearing that she would cry outside.

Yan Funing pressed her heart, which was still beating wildly.

The scene just now really scared her to death. She thought someone's ruthless nature was about to be revealed.

She had no idea what was wrong with her actions of lifting her skirt and taking off her shoes and socks.

Now that it was cold, she wore a pair of trousers under her skirt. The trousers reached her ankles, and she didn't show any skin at all.

Besides, if she shows her feet, it won't hurt.

At this moment, hearing what he said was that he was afraid that she would catch a cold, Yan Funing felt uneasy in her heart, but she didn't think much about it.

"If it's later, the fish will jump to a place with more water, and I won't be able to catch it." She pointed at the fish and then at the pebbles, "I stepped on the pebbles to catch it. I must eat it tonight." Get the fish!”

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her bright wrists, and her skin was astonishingly white.

The shaking made Fu Ciyi's eyes darken.

"Just stay here, I'll go."

Crucian carp has so many bones, what’s so delicious about it?This woman is trouble.

For the first time, he felt that keeping her by his side was torturing himself.

Fu Beimo ran around the shore and couldn't find anything like wooden poles or bamboo poles, so he had to come back with his head hanging down.

"Brother and sister-in-law, let's hit the fish with rocks and knock it unconscious."

Fu Ciyi glanced at him. He really didn't want to call his brother stupid, but that was the reality.

No matter how big the crucian carp is, it can only fit in the palm of your hand.

The pebbles by the stream are as big as a palm. If you smash them down like this, the fish will be broken into pieces. How can you eat them?
While muttering, he took off his shoes and socks, tucked the hem of his robe into his belt, and got into the water.

He easily picked up the crucian carp that was half-exposure and jumping in the air and threw it ashore.

Then go catch the crucian carp next to you.

After a quick operation, there were several fish jumping on the shore.

Fu Beimo laughed. He plucked some long grass from the shore, passed it through the fish's mouth, hooked it on his finger, and carried it.

Yan Funing shouted to Fu Ciyi: "Is the water cold?"

Fu Ciyi looked at her lightly and did not answer.

In the water, his feet were slender and his skin was fair, but not weak at all.

Yan Funing stared at his feet for a while and then said: "Fu Ciyi, I discovered that you not only have beautiful hands, but also beautiful feet."

Fu Ciyi was speechless.

Has she ever praised him like this in front of the man next to her?

Although the man next to him is his younger brother.

Previously, it was just that his hands were beautiful, but now he even praised his feet.

This woman's fetishes are truly extraordinary.

He didn't know what she would say next, so he simply said: "Just catch these."

Yan Funing nodded: "That's enough."

Fu Ciyi then came ashore, put on his shoes and socks, and arranged his clothes.

In broad daylight, it was okay for him to take off his shoes and socks as a man, but as a scholar, it was really degrading to behave like this.

It's all her fault.

Why are you so greedy?

The three of them continued walking towards home.

Yan Funing thought of Fu Beimo's chopping action just now, and couldn't help but ask: "Does Beimo know kung fu?"

Fu Ciyi didn't hide it from her: "When I was young, I learned some lessons from me. When he was bullied by those gangsters, they saw that he had some skills, so they joined forces to hold him down, and Bei Mo was smashed on the head."

Yan Funing's mood suddenly worsened.

"If it hadn't been for that accident, Bei Mo would be a capable man of letters and martial arts."

She couldn't help but touched Fu Beimo's head.

Fu Beimo smiled "hehe" at her: "Sister-in-law, my head doesn't hurt anymore, it just hurts occasionally."

Yan Funing murmured: "If it's normal, it won't hurt. If it's painful, it'll be blocked."

Fu Beimo probably had symptoms of blocked meridians in his head, and there was also some partial damage to his brain.

It would be great if we were in modern times. If we take a photo with an instrument, it would be clear at a glance.

The current situation can only be treated with silver needles.

Fu Ciyi didn't hear what she said clearly, so he asked, "What did you just say?"

Yan Funing twitched the corners of her lips: "I said that in the future I would have the opportunity to bring the doctors that Bei Mo has chosen to see if they can cure it."

"The doctor has seen a lot of it. Like Nan Yao's leg, it's very difficult to heal." Fu Ciyi shook his head.

"The doctors you are looking for are all from Ling County. The best doctors in the world are undoubtedly the imperial doctors in the capital. You work hard to prepare for autumn, and in spring you can take Nan Yao and Beimo to the capital to seek medical treatment."

Yan Funing thought that when he became a powerful minister, it would be easy for him to seek treatment from an imperial doctor.

Fu Ciyi had a calm expression on his face.

I cursed in my heart, oh, the medical skills of the imperial physician are mediocre.

(End of this chapter)

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