Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

The place where the wild boar was killed this time was relatively close to the road that the villagers usually took to go up and down the mountain. They were carrying a big wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms on their backs, so there was no need to avoid the villagers and take a detour through the overgrown mountain road.

Moreover, as for the two big wild boars, she thought she could sell some to the villagers to make her presence felt and remind them not to forget her strength and not to mess with them.

When they were almost at the bottom of the mountain, Yan Yiyi signaled Xin Ye to use a long wooden stick to pierce the tied-up and unconscious wild boar, and the two of them carried it down the mountain.

He always appeared sick and lame, so when the villagers saw him carrying a wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms with a lame leg, they thought it was not right and aroused suspicion.

So, the villagers saw this scene - Li Cuzi was limping, carrying a wooden stick on his shoulder, limping forward, his forehead covered with sweat, panting, and it was obvious that he was struggling.

Looking more closely, wow, there is a wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms skewered on the wooden stick, and the one carrying the wild boar with him is his wife Li Yanshi, right?

The point is, Li Yan's face wasn't red, she wasn't out of breath, and there weren't that many beads of sweat on her forehead. She didn't look like she was struggling. If Gu Ji wasn't dragging another bloody wild boar behind her, she probably could have carried the wild boar by herself!

Hiss——This woman's strength is too terrifying, isn't it? !

When they saw the unrecognizable pig's head, the villagers almost vomited. It was the first time they saw a pig die in such a miserable state!

There is no doubt that such a brutal and brutal method must have been the work of Li Yan!

If this fist landed on a person... I dare not think about it. It turned out that time when she attacked Li Laizi's house, she had restrained her strength. Otherwise, Li Laizi and the others would not be alive today.

The couple carried the wild boar to an open place, threw the wild boar on their shoulders to the ground, and with a "bang", dust flew. The wild boar was still unconscious. Yan Yiyi was very satisfied with the quality of the drug.

Xin Ye pretended to be exhausted and sat on the ground gasping for breath. Yan Yiyi, playing the role of a virtuous wife, went over to wipe his sweat, saying "Thank you for your hard work, husband" and "My husband is so great."

The male villagers watching on the side felt a little jealous, and suddenly realized that good looks are actually a kind of asset. Didn’t you see that Li Cuzi had a lame leg, but he relied on his face to marry a beautiful wife, who was very caring towards him? The key point was that his wife was only tough to the outside world, not to herself.

She is nothing like the tigress in their family, who is either dull or too aggressive. She treats everyone equally and gets angry at anyone no matter who they are.

This time, they deeply envied Li Guizi.

Previously, a woman asked Widow Qi about Li Quezi's family and asked her if she knew why Li Yan wanted to marry Li Quezi. With her ability, if she broke off the engagement and married a capable man, what could Li Quezi do?

Widow Qi said that Li Yan herself said that she was capable of doing what a man could do. Choosing a man with average looks and average family background was no different from choosing a loser. It would be better to choose a good-looking one, at least she would be satisfied with the look, and the child she would give birth to would also be beautiful.

If she chose someone who was good-looking and had a good family background, people would not look down on her as an orphan and ask her to be someone else's concubine. She was not so lowly as to "prefer to be a poor man's wife than a rich man's concubine".

Facts proved that her choice was correct. Although Li Quezi had a lame leg and walked unsteadily, it did not affect his ability to do housework and take care of his wife. Many people had seen Li Quezi farming in the fields, and Li Yanshi would sit on the edge of the field watching him. Of course, she would occasionally go to the fields with him to help.

Widow Qi also said that all the housework in the Li family was done by Li Guizi, who did the laundry, cooking and taking care of his father all by himself, so Li Yanshi just enjoyed herself.

After hearing this news, the men in the village asked themselves, they could not do what Li Guizi did. If their wives were the same as Li Yanshi, they would not be able to stand it and would definitely fight. If their wives had the skills of Li Yanshi... they dared not think about it. It would be better for them to have wives like Li Yanshi.

All the women in the village envied Li Yanshi, and many of them regretted not marrying their daughters or relatives to Li Quezi.

In the past, the woman that the villagers envied the most was Aunt Zhang Wu, because Uncle Zhang Wu would rather not have children for her. Uncle Zhang Wu would always think of Aunt Zhang Wu if there was anything delicious or useful, but he did not do all the housework like Li Guizi did.

So, now, the woman they envy the most is Li Yanshi. However, since Li Yanshi seldom appears in the village, they have no way to make friends with her. Otherwise, they would all like to ask her how to discipline their men.

At this time, Uncle Zhang Wu and Aunt Zhang Wu, who had just returned from working in the paddy fields, were surprised to see the young couple sitting under the shade of a tree to rest with two big wild boars lying beside them.

"Aye, is this what you just hunted in the mountains?" Uncle Zhang was very surprised.

Xin Ye smiled and said, "Yes, my wife made them all. By the way, Uncle Wu, do you want to take two kilograms back? We can't eat that much."

"How can this be so embarrassing? We are going to your house for dinner tonight. Even if I am thick-skinned, I can't eat and take things at the same time."

Yan Yiyi chuckled: "Uncle Wu, just pay me according to the market price~"

Uncle Zhang's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea, I'll take five pounds!"

"Okay, but you'll have to trouble Uncle Wu to cut it himself. My husband and I are not good at this." Yan Yiyi agreed immediately.

She hadn't planned to sell them, but now she thinks it's okay to sell them. At worst she can just go up the mountain and hunt more. There are more than just a few wild boars in the mountains.

Uncle Zhang grinned and said, "Sure, do you want me to help carry it back and kill it?"

Yan Yiyi quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, killing at home will dirty the floor and it will be difficult to clean."

At this time, a villager suggested: "Why don't you carry the pigs to the riverside and kill them? In previous years, we killed the pigs there so that it is convenient to clean them."

Xin Ye nodded: "Okay, let's go to the river. There are some big rocks there that are really convenient for cutting pork."

The villager then asked: "Daye, can you sell us some of your pork?"

"Sure, we just need to keep half of the pork for our own use." Yan Yiyi was afraid that Xin Ye would refuse, so she answered first.

When she said this, Xin Ye did not object. The villagers still looked at Xin Ye and asked, "Is it really possible?"

"Really, our daughter-in-law makes the decision."

He spoke very fluently, and a complex look flashed across the eyes of the villagers beside him, as if they sympathized with him for being ridden on by a woman. However, he was no match for the woman, and it was difficult for them to speak for him. They just said thank you dryly.

When the others heard this, they all said they wanted to buy pork. It was rare that they could buy pork without having to travel all the way to the county. Some of them also bargained, saying that they were all villagers and should give them a cheaper price.

Yan Yiyi agreed to reduce the price by two cents. They were instantly so happy as if they had gotten a great bargain. They didn't dare to continue bargaining, for fear of annoying the other party and making him unwilling to sell to them.