When Yu Ying came out of the house, Fu An, who had gone to fetch water, also came back.
Because of his age and small stature, the job of fetching water was still difficult for him, so he took a walk and rested, and only came back now.
Fu An glanced at Yu Ying who came out of the house and didn't say anything. Instead, he poured half a bucket of water into the half-empty tank.
A handful of the water here was not drawn by him.
Fu An glanced at Yu Ying and saw that she was still a little awkward when walking. After curling his lips, he ran out of the yard with the bucket.
Yu Ying was about to say that there was no need to fetch water, but she found that Fu An had already disappeared.
Yu Ying then retracted her gaze and began to cook the evening meal.
First take out the half a pound of pork and place it in a wooden plate for later use.
Since the Fu family did not have a kitchen knife, Yu Ying had to scald the newly purchased scissors with boiling water, then separate the fat from the lean pork, and finally cut off more than three ounces of fat.
Start boiling another half can of water, then use scissors to cut the fat into thin slices of the same size and put them into the clay pot.
Pottery stoves are much easier to use than those simply built with stones, even the time for water to boil is shortened.
Blanch the fat meat and take it out for later use.
I poured out the water in the pot, poured a little more water, then put the blanched fat into the clay pot, stir-fried it with a long wooden spoon for a while and then boiled the oil.
There is foam when the oil comes out. Use a spoon to pick it up.
She did not add firewood frequently, but simmered slowly over low heat. After more than half a moment, a lot of boiled oil came out. She wrapped the edge of the clay pot with an old cloth, lifted the clay pot, and poured the lard into the bowl.
After pouring it, she simmered it for a while, using a wooden spoon to press the oil residue that still produced some oil. Until the oil residue was fried to a golden color, she poured it all into an empty bowl, and then poured the lard. to the bowl of oil.
There is more than three ounces of fat. Because it is not cooked in an iron pot, the oil yield is not as good as expected, not enough.
But if you save one province, it will be enough for seven or eight days.
It doesn’t matter if there’s less oil and salt, as long as it’s there.
After boiling the oil, Yu Ying planned to stir-fry some wild vegetables in a clay pot.
After drinking porridge for many days, Yu Ying felt empty in her stomach, so she planned to cook some rice tonight.
Yu Ying brought a bowl of rice out of the house. When Fu An came back with his grandmother and sister, he smelled the aroma of oil floating in the yard. He sniffed the meat aroma vigorously and couldn't help but swallow.
When Yu Ying saw that they were back, she said to Fu An, "Just put the water next to the water tank. I will pour it in in a while. You first go to the house and ask your uncle if he can help."
She is a woman, so she probably avoids danger.
Fu An didn't say anything, he just carried the water to the water tank staggeringly, and poured the water into the water tank with great effort.
Yu Ying glanced at his stubborn back.
Xindao is eight years old, but he is still a child, but here, he has already shouldered the burden of a family.
After pouring the water, Fu An stood outside the thatched house and shouted inside: "Uncle, have I come in?"
After waiting for a while, he opened the straw curtain and entered the house.
In the room, Fu Wei was tying up his unlined upper garment.
Fu An consciously picked up the used water and wanted to go out, but he hesitated and asked, "Uncle, are you okay?"
Fu Wei paused with his fingertips and turned to look at his nephew who had asked about his situation for the first time. After a moment of silence, he replied calmly: "It's nothing serious."
Fu An said uneasily: "If it hurts after falling, don't bear it."
After saying this, he probably felt uncomfortable, so he quickly left the house with water in hand.
The rest of Fu Wei lowered his eyes slightly.
After the woman arrived, everyone in the Fu family seemed to be slowly changing under her influence.
Under her lively spirit, her determination to live her life with all her strength, the Fu family, who once seemed like a walking zombie with no light in their eyes, gradually began to have a fresh breath.
After Fu An carried the water out, he went back into the room and took out the spittoon.
Outside the house, Yu Ying saw Fu An coming out and took a look at the sky, which still had some sunshine. After thinking for a while, she poured the remaining prunes into a new basin and brought it into the room where Fu Wei was. .
It was only when he was about to put on his coat that Yu Ying came in.
He thought Fu An had left and returned, so he didn't raise his head until a water basin was placed on the table nearby, and he turned around to look over.
When he saw it was Yu Ying, Fu Wei moved his eyes down, glanced at the small half-pot of wild fruits on the table, and then slowly raised his eyes to look at her.
Yu Ying said: "If you feel that you are like a useless person, then stop yourself from being such a useless person and do some work for me."
Fu Wei looked at the wild fruits that she seemed to be using to earn money, and was silent for a long time before asking: "How to do it?"
Yu Ying turned around and left the house, bringing in a stone larger than a palm. She picked it up from the river and used it to cut the lily fruits.
She placed the stone, also considered a slate, on the table.
She took a plum fruit and placed it on the top. She cut the plum fruit in half with a thick-backed hatchet with a flat head and a flat blade. Then she used a wooden spoon to dig out the seeds inside and put them in a wooden bowl aside.
After doing this, she put down the spoon and looked at him: "Just do this."
Fu Wei was silent for two breaths, and then picked up the hatchet. He held the knife skillfully, and the knuckles holding the handle seemed to contain hidden power.
To be so skilled in handling a knife, he must not be holding a knife often because of cooking. Judging from his previous status, he should be a good hand with a sword.
The slender hand reached into the wooden basin, took out a prune fruit with long fingers, placed it on the stone slab, and cut it cleanly, not at all as laborious as Yu Ying had done.
After cutting one, I didn’t rush to dig out the seeds inside. Instead, I set it aside and continued to cut the second one.
Yu Ying watched him work. After he made three cuts, she said, "Let me see if the bamboo frames on your legs are loosened."
Fu Wei didn't stop moving his hands and nodded carelessly.
Yu Ying walked aside, glanced at the thin quilt covering his legs, and asked suspiciously: "Why do you have to keep it covered?"
The weather is hot now, and there is almost no need to cover him with a quilt at night, but every time she comes in, she will see his legs covered with quilts.
Fu Wei didn't stop moving his hands, his expression was cold, and he said calmly: "I don't want to see it."
Yu Ying glanced at him, without saying anything, withdrew her gaze and pushed up his loose trousers.
The bamboo frame was intact and the cloth strips were not loose.
But there was a loud noise outside just now, and it was obvious that the fall was not light, but the legs were not affected, so it was probably the upper body that was injured.
Yu Ying thought for a moment and looked at Fu Wei quietly.
Fu Wei couldn't ignore her gaze. After a while, he stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her.
“Speak up if you have something to say.”
Yu Ying asked calmly: "If I asked you to take off your shirt, would you take it off?"
Fu Wei was stunned for a moment, but soon realized from her serious expression that she just wanted to check the bruises on his body.
"It's just a bump." His eyes moved down and fell on his legs, and there was still a flash of disgust: "Compared with these legs, they are not worth mentioning."
"If there is congestion, it needs to be rubbed away." Yu Ying didn't believe it was just a bump. The sound of the fall was so loud, and his legs were inconvenient. The degree of injury must be different from that of a normal person who fell out of bed.
Thinking of this, he added: "You have already fallen, so don't show off. It was better earlier, and you could have done more work for me earlier."
When he heard about the work, Fu Wei raised his eyebrows, glanced at his own legs, and then at her, as if to say - I am so disabled, what else can I do for you?
Yu Ying seemed to see what his eyes meant, so she explained: "There is a small restaurant in Yun County that has ordered jelly from me for several days, but making jelly is too time-consuming, and the house needs to be reinforced in the past few days. , Fu An and I also want to take action."
She treated him as a normal person.
There was something strange in Fu Wei's heart. After a moment of silence, he responded, "Okay."
Yu Ying said: "If you are worried about the difference between men and women, I will ask Fu An to come in and show it to you."
After saying that, she was about to turn around and call Fu An, when Fu Wei behind her said slowly: "Yu Liu Niang, we are husband and wife."
Yu Ying paused in her steps, turned around and gave him a strange look: "Although there is a marriage contract, you don't regard Yu Liuniang as your wife at all, do you?"
Both of them were driven to the stage and never regarded each other as husband and wife.
Fu Wei said: "Then what do you want to do in the future?"
Yu Ying spread her hands: "In this situation, I just want to have food, clothing and peace. I will think about other things when I can eat and drink enough one day."
After a pause, he added: "If you have any good suggestions, you can put them forward."
Fu Wei shook his head briefly and said with an indifferent expression: "It's up to you to decide. If you want to leave that day, I will also make peace with you."
They are no longer slaves and can decide on their own regarding marriage.
Yu Ying thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, after things settle down and I have the ability to protect myself, we will make peace."
After that, he asked again: "Then are you willing to show it to me? Or to show it to Fu An?"
Fu Wei pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to take off his shirt and untie the ties.
In front of her eyes was a scene of a beautiful man taking off his clothes. It was Yu Ying's turn to feel uncomfortable. She didn't know where to look for a moment. She wanted to look elsewhere, but she felt it was too deliberate, so she could only stare at him without changing her expression.
If he had been uglier, she wouldn't be as uncomfortable as she is now.
But when Fu Wei exposed her shoulders, Yu Ying's slight discomfort immediately disappeared.
His brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
Fu Wei's collarbone was prominent, and his figure had become thinner. He had not seen the sun for nearly two months, making his complexion appear sickly white.
But because he has a silent and cold temperament, he does not appear to be sick or weak.
The injury caused by the fall was the hand holding the knife, and there was a purple-black bruise on the outer arm.
Yu Ying's face darkened, and she said solemnly: "Don't cut it, I'll ask Aunt He if there is medicinal wine."
People who do hard work often have medicine that can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. I don’t know if Aunt He has it, so I can only try my luck.
After Yu Ying said that, she turned around and left the room.
Fu Wei glanced at her leaving figure, then pulled up his clothes and looked thoughtfully at the wild fruits in the basin.
When Yu Ying came back after borrowing the medicinal wine, she saw a table of fruit shells and then looked at the seeds that had been scooped out and put in a bowl. She was silent for a long time.
After seeing Fu Wei's stubbornness, Yu Ying finally understood why Fu An was so stubborn too - this was undoubtedly passed down from the ancestors of their Fu family.
