The hunter's husband is so sweet

In the following days, Lin Chen and Qi Yue went to live together when they had nothing to do. They seemed to have endless things to talk about. Every time it was the time for Fu Jingyi to eat meat, so Qi Xuan was always not very energetic these days. He could only sleep for more than two hours at night, so it was strange that he was energetic.

Lin Chen and Qi Yue looked at Qi Xuan who was a little depressed. They wanted to say something but felt a little embarrassed. Qi Xuan looked at them and waved, "What do you want to ask? What do you want to say?"

Lin Chen coughed lightly and asked, "Brother, when you and brother-in-law were doing that, did it hurt?" Qi Xuan was choked by his own saliva and started coughing. He didn't know if his face turned red because of Lin Chen's question or because of coughing.

Qi Yue hurriedly poured him a glass of water. Qi Xuan took a few deep breaths and stared at them, "Why are you two studying this every day?"

Lin Chen and Qi Yue looked at each other, both a little embarrassed, "It's not that the closer we get to the wedding, the more nervous we get." Qi Yue also said, "Before, the village head's wife specially called Xiao Chen and me, and found the aunt in the village to tell us about this."

Qi Xuan was startled, but the first thing he said was, "Why didn't anyone come to see me before?" Lin Chen was speechless, "Brother, is this the time to talk about this?"

Qi Xuan was a little embarrassed and asked them, "So you are curious?" The two nodded, and Lin Chen said, "And a little scared."

Qi Xuan looked at their blushing little faces, both of them lowering their heads and not daring to look at him. He thought, 'Yeah, who can they ask about this? But how should I say it? Who can teach me?'

He organized his words, "Well... at the beginning, it might be a little painful, but then..." Qi Xuan's face turned red instantly. How could he say that? How could he say that it felt very comfortable afterwards? How could he say that? Doesn't he have any face?

But Lin Chen and Qi Yue didn't understand what he didn't say afterwards, and they blinked their eager eyes and asked, "What happened next?"

Qi Xuan took a deep breath, made up his mind and closed his eyes, "It felt quite comfortable afterwards." After saying that, the three of them stopped talking, their faces flushed, and if you didn't know, you would think that the three tomatoes in someone's house had turned into spirits.

Lin Chen and Qi Yue still didn't stay at home at night. Qi Xuan used a pillow to beat Fu Jingyi, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. What is the matter that Xiaochen asked me today? It must have been heard at that time."

After Fu Jingyi knew the cause and effect, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. What could he do? It was not natural for the couple to do things. He snatched the pillow from Qi Xuan's hand and hugged her to coax her, "Good wife, your husband is wrong."

Qi Xuan was even more embarrassed. The memory of being forced to call her husband the whole night resurfaced. "Fu Jingyi, if you...if you continue like this, you will have to sleep in the study."

Seeing that he was really angry, Fu Jingyi stopped teasing him, "I was wrong, Xuanbao. I will listen to you from now on. I will stop if you say so. Don't let me sleep in the study."

Qi Xuan complained in his heart, "I don't trust you, men's words are always deceiving. You are a cunning hunter, very bad."

"They're getting married in March, can't you just hold back?" Qi Xuan knew that he couldn't keep the man hungry, but he really felt embarrassed. "It's still a long time before March, how can my husband bear it?" Fu Jingyi hugged Qi Xuan and acted coquettishly, "I'll pay attention."

Qi Xuan didn't say anything more, just nodded in agreement. Days passed, and the Lantern Festival was coming soon. The village chief came to see Aunt Wang again, and this time everyone made glutinous rice balls together and sent them to the elderly people living alone in the village.

Making glutinous rice balls is a strenuous job, so this time the village chief also found a few village women who are good at cooking and kind-hearted. Qi Xuan and Qi Yue also wanted to help, but Aunt Wang said, "There are people with me this time, so don't worry about it. If you want to make it, just make it yourself."

"Besides, if we get together and say something, you won't like to hear it." This reason was very convincing, and Qi Xuan and Qi Yue no longer insisted. Qi Yue also called Qi Zheng and decided to hide at Qi Xuan's house on the day they made glutinous rice balls, for fear that those aunts would ask him some questions again.

On the Lantern Festival, Qi Yue, Qi Zheng and Zhang Hui came to Qi Xuan's house early to celebrate the festival together. "There should be a lantern festival in the town tomorrow, let's go and see it together." Zhang Hui suggested.

"Okay! Okay!" Qi Yue was the first one to agree. He hadn't been to the town to play for a long time, and this time he could see the lights, so of course he had to go.

"Then let's go together. It's time to buy some food." Qi Xuan said. They agreed to go to town together tomorrow morning and start discussing today's meal.

"Are we still going to make dumplings?" Qi Xuan asked, because Aunt Wang also said that she would send some to them, and if they made more, they wouldn't be able to eat them all.

"What should we eat?" Qi Yue was also in a dilemma. He had eaten too much meat and fish recently, and he really didn't want to eat anything anymore. Qi Xuan thought for a while, "Then let's make a sauerkraut and tofu pot, with only sauerkraut and tofu." "Add vermicelli." Lin Chen raised his hand and said.

Qi Yue smacked her lips, "Isn't it too plain?"

"What's the filling for the glutinous rice balls?" Qi Xuan asked, "It should be black sesame." Qi Yue heard his mother mention this before he was about to leave.

"I'll do it. Whatever it is, keep it a secret." After Qi Xuan said that, he went to the granary to pick some vegetables, and asked Fu Jingyi to go to the ice cellar to get him a piece of pork.

As soon as they entered the kitchen, Qi Xuan poked his head out again, "If we have glutinous rice balls, let's not eat rice as the staple food."

The rest were all waiting to eat, so naturally they had no objection. Zhang Hui flattered the food, "We'll listen to you, we'll eat whatever you cook." Everyone laughed, Qi Xuan rolled his eyes at them, and started to work in the kitchen.

The others were not idle, and they couldn't always eat for free, right? Qi Zheng volunteered to help chop firewood, while Fu Jingyi took Zhang back to check the ice cellar to see if there was anything that had been stored for a long time but forgotten to be eaten.

Lin Chen and Qi Yue had nothing to do, so they ran to the kitchen door and asked Qi Xuan, "Would you like to help?" Qi Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Help me knead the dough. We'll make some small pancakes, just a little bigger than sesame seed buns."

After being assigned the tasks, the two washed their hands and got busy. Qi Xuan was cutting the meat while thinking, 'What should I say now, Beijing-style shredded pork, how should I say this Beijing? How about pancake-wrapped shredded pork?'

Qi Xuan was so absorbed in his thoughts that he cut his hand. “Hiss!” Lin Chen noticed and rushed over. “Brother, are you okay?”

Qi Xuan wiped the blood and shook it off, "It's okay. Don't tell your brother-in-law, it's just a small cut."

Fu Jingyi just came in with a basin of milk at this time. Seeing Qi Xuan's hand bleeding, he hurried over and said, "What's wrong? You are so careless."

Qi Xuan sighed, he was finally discovered, "It's okay, I think I was distracted." Fu Jingyi didn't say anything, he found the medicine box and applied some hemostatic powder that Doctor Zhang had brought before, then wrapped him with a layer of gauze.

Qi Xuan smiled at him flatteringly, "My husband is really amazing. This gauze is more beautiful than others." Fu Jingyi looked at him helplessly, "You." Qi Xuan still smiled at him. Fu Jingyi was not really angry with him, "Okay, you are busy, concentrate."

"I know." Qi Xuan moved his injured finger and continued to cut the meat. Fu Jingyi turned back and said, "The bowl of milk should not be spoiled yet, why not use it? You don't need to drink it now to make money."

"Then I'll make some milk tea later." Qi Xuan took a look and found that it was indeed not broken. "Let me do it." Qi Yue shook the flour on her hands, "Xiao Chen, just knead the dough, I'll go make the milk tea."

The kitchen was not big, and it was already a bit crowded with the three of them busying themselves, and Fu Jingyi didn't join in the fun. Qi Zheng had also chopped the firewood by then, and the three of them started chatting in the yard.