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

Chapter 68: The pressure is fearful

In fact, she also knew that in ancient times, it was as difficult as it was, and it was probably impossible to find relatives.

Fu Ciyi was stunned. On the seventh day of the first lunar month, she knew that she was not a daughter of the Yan family, so she was so calm.

She was calm at that time, which surprised him.

At this moment, she is like thousands of ordinary girls, and she also longs for family affection.

Seeing a corner of his heart suddenly softened.

Wanniang comforted her: "I will find it, I will."

Afraid that she was cold, Wanniang pulled the quilt and covered her with a belly.

Fu Beimo suddenly cried out, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wanniang just advised her good daughter-in-law, but wouldn’t her younger son cry again?

Then he spoke, "Bei Mo, go and play."

Fu Beimo stopped crying: "Then I'll go."

Stepping out of the threshold, turning his head to look at Yan Funing.

Seeing that she was getting better and his mother was also loving her, he ran away with confidence.

He went to play for a while, and then came to see his sister-in-law.

He ran all the way to the big tree in the village, but he didn't expect that his friends would ignore him when they used to play well.

Many people saw him and turned around and ran away.

Fu Beimo walked around and was stopped by a half-grown boy named Ali: "Hey, do you know why others don't play with you?"

"Why?"

Fu Beimo looked at him, Ali's clothes in front of him were torn, and no one played with him in the past.

Ali took out the grass in his mouth and said, "I'm hungry. Can you give me some food? I'll tell you if I'm full."

"You wait."

Fu Beimo ran home and took the bowl of leftover noodles in the stove.

My mother made more noodles this morning and couldn't finish them. She left a bowl, but it was already lump.

The noodle was not delicious, so Fu Beimo picked up two pieces of oil tofu on the noodles.

While everyone in his family was in his brother and sister-in-law's house, he held the bowl and walked back to the big tree.

Somehow, the usual lively place was now gone.

Ali looked at the food he was holding on his hand and smashed his mouth, then swallowed again: "Is this for me to eat?"

Fu Beimo nodded: "The noodles are made by my mother, and the oil tofu is made by my sister-in-law. You have to tell me after eating them, why do they ignore me?"

Ali took the bowl and said, "Where are the chopsticks?"

Fu Beimo smiled and said, "I forgot."

Ali looked at his hand and smiled, "It's okay, I'll use my hand."

Fu Beimo saw his hands dark and frowned, "Your hands are too dirty, go dig well and wash it."

If the elder brother knew that his bowl was taken by a dirty boy, he would definitely give him a try.

Ali put the bowl on the stone table, dug the well water, and washed his hands several times.

After washing, he reached out to Fu Beimo and showed it: "Is it clean enough?"

Fu Beimozai looked carefully and quickly frowned again: "Slits of nails."

Ali washed his hands again, and this time he washed it as clean as ever.

Seeing that his hands were finally refreshed, Fu Beimo nodded: "Eat."

Ali picked up the bowl, raised his head and drank the soup. Because the noodle soup was not much, he ate a lot of noodles in his mouth after one bite.

"It's so delicious, this is the best noodles I've ever eaten."

Fu Beimo smiled: "The oily tofu is also delicious, it is made by my sister-in-law."

Ali lowered his head and bit a piece of oil tofu with his mouth, and his eyes lit up soon.

He didn't bother to speak anymore, so he finished all the remaining noodles, and finally a piece of oil tofu left, and savored it carefully. I didn't get any use of a bowl of noodles at all.

Fu Beimo also dug the well water, washed the bowl, and put it on the stone table.

"You can tell me why?"

Ali wiped his mouth and said, "Someone went from house to door and told people that your brother couldn't be a good teacher, and he said you were a fool."

"I am a fool. What does it have to do with my brother being a teacher?"

"They said that my brother is a fool. How can a fool's brother be a good teacher? My brother is stupid. My brother may also be stupid. He also said that you will be crazy. Then you go to the village school to see your brother. If you beat up the school child, where can you go to the schoolchildren? Let's justify, you're stupid after all."

Fu Beimo was angry when he heard this and was anxious to run home and talk to someone.

Thinking that he didn't take the bowl, he turned back.

"Go back with me and say again to my brother what you just said to me."

Ali nodded: "Okay."

The two walked outside the fence.

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

Ali stopped: "Well, my clothes are dirty, so I stand here. Call your brother over and I'll tell him."

Fu Beimo said "um", first put the bowl back into the stove, and then went to the door of the west wing.

"Brother, someone called me a fool, saying that the fool's brother was also stupid and could not teach well."

Fu Ciyi, who was copying, put down his pen: "Who said that?"

Fu Beimo: "If you come out, someone will tell you."

Fu Ciyi got up and left the house, and saw a half-aged boy who was about the same age as his younger brother standing outside the fence, with his eyebrows slightly frowning.

This man's clothes are not much better than those of a beggar. Could it be that he is insulting his younger brother?

Ali rubbed his hands nervously. He had seen Fu Beimo's brother from afar.

At this moment, I saw it up close and felt a sense of pressure on him, which made him intimidated.

He took two steps back and stuttered, "Yes, it's the Hu family, the Hu family is doing bad things behind their backs..."

Only then did Fu Ciyi realize that every time a family was notified that school was about to start, the Hu family would come to the door to say bad things about him.

He magnified Bei Mo's stupidity for no reason, saying that he would get crazy at any time, causing everyone in the village to hide from Bei Mo.

Fu Beimo asked, "Brother, no one plays with me, can I play with Ali?"

Ali hesitated and said, "I am Ali, this year's fifteenth."

Fu Ciyi kept silent.

The dirty boy in front of me was actually one year older than Bei Mo, but he looked thinner and smaller than Bei Mo.

Fu Beimo said again, "No one is playing with Ali, so he happens to be with me."

Fu Ciyi thought that his younger brother was too simple and had to be more careful, so he asked, "Who is there in the family and where is the family?"

Ali pointed to the left: "Walk this for a while, the broken house is my home. My house, there are no one else in my house, I am the only one."

Fu Ciyi asked again: "Why didn't you see you in the village some time ago?"

Ali replied: "I went to my grandmother's house during the Chinese New Year and didn't return after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

Fu Beimo helped and said, "It's not that he was going back. His grandmother's house could not afford to support him and was driven back."

After hearing this, Fu Ciyi finally agreed to his younger brother go to play with him.

The two teenagers ran away immediately.

When Fu Ciyi returned to the room, Wanniang asked him who he was talking to.

Fu Ciyi briefly explained the matter.

Wan Niang sighed, "That Ali, I know. When we first arrived in this village, he was just a few months old. His father wanted him to be stronger and do farm work, so he named him Ali. Who would have thought of it? Not long after, his mother ran away with someone. His father went to look for him, but he couldn't find him, so he drank all day long. His family was poor, so he became even poorer. Later, we lived in the county town and didn't hear it again Their family affairs are here."

Yan Funing reminded her: "Mom, the focus of the matter is not on Ali, but on the Hu family not only talking about Beimo, but also about husband."

(End of this chapter)