Sister-in-law from a poor family

Chapter 34

Wan Luoshi almost cried, she didn't even know the words, how could she count these copper coins.

If they were tied up one by one, it would be easier to count.

But these copper plates were all one by one, and her eyes were dazzled by counting them, but she couldn't count them all.

Although Mrs. Fu Chen was eating, her eyes still glanced here from time to time.

Later, after they had finished their meal, Wan Luoshi still didn't count a hundred copper coins.

Looking at the empty bowls with oil stains on the dining table over there, and looking at the messy copper plates on the small table here, Wan Luoshi was about to cry.

"I'll go help her count. Let her count by herself. She probably won't be able to leave tonight." Fu Chen only felt her head hurt a little and turned to look at Qin Mianmian to discuss.

Qin Mianmian hummed, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the yard.

Now that it's hot, you don't need hot water to wash dishes. You can just get a bucket of water from the well and wash them out.

After she finished washing the dishes, Fu Chen was still patiently wearing copper coins with Wan Luoshi.

But her counting was obviously much smoother than Wan Luoshi's. One hundred copper plates were used to make a pennies, and she had no problem with counting at all.

Qin Mianmian only listened briefly and felt that her cheap mother-in-law was actually quite capable.

"Mom, you have to let Aunt Luo understand clearly when you count. Don't say that you are wrong in counting and come back to ask for it." She glanced at Wan Luoshi and warned again worriedly.

"No, I'm not that kind of person." Wan Luoshi felt guilty when she saw him, and subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

"Anyway, I still say what I said, as long as this money comes out of this door, I will not recognize it." Qin Mianmian said again.

Wan Luoshi was happy when he heard this: "What if you count too much? You won't ask for it back even if you count too much?"

Qin Mianmian was also happy: "Do you think my mother is like you, who can't even count? Even if she counts too much, I will admit it. As long as you leave this door, I will not ask you for anything."

Fu Chen raised her head after hearing this, with a little surprise in her eyes.

But at this time, Qin Mianmian no longer cared about them, but pulled Fu Jingbo, who was sitting beside him, out of the kitchen.

She took a wooden basin and cloth from the house, scooped some hot water from the boiling pot, and greeted Fu Jingbo to sit down with a smile.

Fu Jingbo's bright eyes just stared at her without asking her what she wanted to do.

Fu Tian, ​​who had just finished eating, was probably in a good mood and was not in a hurry to go back to the house. He found a cool place and asked Fangfang to bring a chair. He sat there to enjoy the coolness and looked at the two people by the well with a look of relief.

After moving the stool, Fangfang was curious and came over to take a look while limping.

"Sister, what are you doing?" She looked at Qin Mianmian soaking the cloth in the water with a strange look on her face, and then watched her apply the hot cloth to Fu Jingbo's face.

"Your brother's beard is too ugly, let him shave it off." Qin Mianmian looked serious.

"Can you do it?" She looked at Fu Jingbo and asked.

Fu Jingbo's beard is not too long, and it looks like he hasn't shaved it in half a year.

But because I never paid attention to it, it looked messy, like a clump of weeds.

"Shave?" Fangfang's eyes widened: "Brother doesn't like shaving. In the past, my mother and father worked together to coax and trick him, so that they could force him to cut his beard shorter."

Qin Mianmian's eyes widened: "Just cut it off?"

"Yeah, anyway, I've never seen him shave, it's all cut off."

"Daughter-in-law, it's better not to shave this beard. If you can't stand it, just cut it shorter." Fu Tian over there also said something.

It seems that their family is really helpless to deal with Jing Bo's beard.

"Then he doesn't know how to shave himself?" Qin Mianmian is a little bit big-headed.

Fu Tian hummed from afar: "I haven't shaved it yet."

"Okay." She sighed.Just when Fu Tian and Fangfang thought she was going to give up shaving and switch to trimming, she took out the dagger in one click.

"I'll shave off your beard, please don't move, okay?" The voice was so soft, as if coaxing a baby who had just turned one year old.

Fangfang looked at her in astonishment. When this sister spoke softly, her voice was really gentle.

She felt gentle, but Qin Mianmian almost threw up.

Fu Jingbo looked at her expressionlessly, and even though she put a hot cloth on his face again, he didn't say a word.

"I'll shave you, but don't move. If you move, you'll get hurt and bleed." She emphasized again after putting down the cloth in her hand.

This time, Fu Jingbo snorted a word from his nose.

Fangfang was shocked again. In the past two days, she had seen her brother talk the most.

In the past, Fu Jingbo was often too lazy to say a word all day long.

"Then I'm going to take action. You must not move." Qin Mianmian was worried that he was not intelligent enough to understand her words, so she emphasized again.

After hearing this, Fu Jingbo sat upright, his clear eyes staring straight at Qin Mianmian's face. Except for his hair, everything else on his body was motionless.

Fangfang didn't understand, and Fangfang was shocked.

The brother who used to be the biggest headache for his parents, the brother who disliked communicating with others the most, why was he suddenly so obedient now?

I don't understand, it's really weird.

The dagger in Qin Mianmian's hand is a very delicate one, the blade is only as long as a finger.

Small and thin, but sharp.

Although it is not as smooth as the blades of later generations, it is still controllable with Qin Mianmian's technique.

The dagger gently scraped across the area where the hot cloth had been applied, causing clusters of beards to fall off wherever it passed.

Since there was no soapy water to lubricate and soften the beard, she could only choose to slow down and shave bit by bit.

After shaving a little bit, apply a hot cloth to your beard to keep it soft.

Fu Tian, ​​who was originally a little surprised by the level of care, gradually revealed a fatherly smile on his face.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body and the disability in his legs. He was just an old father sitting under the eaves and watching his son and daughter-in-law love each other.

Even Qin Mianmian himself did not expect that Fu Jingbo, who had never shaved before, could be so obedient.

He remained motionless, sitting from the moment Qin Mianmian put on the towel until the last bit of his beard was clean shaven.

Not only did he not move, there was no expression of impatience on his face. He just stared at Qin Mianmian with clear eyes the whole time.

Except for the occasional flash of strange color in his eyes.
When Mrs. Fu Chen helped Mr. Wan Luo count the money, all he saw was a clean-shaven son.

"Oh, I didn't notice it before, but your stupid son is quite handsome." Wan Luoshi couldn't help but sigh after seeing it.

"Aunt Luo, do you think your silly son is handsome?" Qin Mianmian, who was packing her things, looked up and asked with a smile.

"My son is not stupid." Wan Luoshi refused.

"Oh, it turns out that Aunt Luo doesn't like others saying that your son is stupid." Qin Mianmian nodded as if he suddenly understood, with sarcasm in his eyes.

"I'm telling the truth. I'm stupid to begin with, so I won't let anyone tell me anymore." Wan Luoshi curled his lips in dissatisfaction and was about to leave holding the copper coins in his hand.

"You can tell the truth, right? Okay, then I will tell Aunt Luo the truth when I see her from now on." Qin Mianmian added unhurriedly.

Wan Luoshi, who had just walked out of the yard, couldn't help but staggered when she heard this. It was strange that these words were not serious, but she felt a little flustered after hearing them.

(End of this chapter)