The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

The snow lasted for several days, and the first thing I did every morning was to sweep the snow.

I am going to the county town to pick up Yan Zhenbei at the end of the month, but the snow is too thick. The road to the town is okay, but the snow on the road is usually compacted by people walking on it.

But almost no one walked the road from his home to the village, and the snow was thick. Zhao Guizhi was afraid that the ox would have difficulty pulling the snow and would be tired.

Yan Zhenshen didn't think it was a big deal. At most he could just lead the cow for this section of the road.

But before he could harness the ox cart, he saw Yan Zhennan and Yan Zhenbei coming back in the snow.

"Xiaobei, you got out of school so early today?" Zhao Guizhi asked when she saw the two of them coming back.

Little Master Yan Zhenbei sighed: "Our school collapsed under the weight of the snow, and we couldn't have classes before the New Year. The teacher said we can go after the New Year."

"Then no one was hurt, right?" Zhao Guizhi asked with some concern.

"No, it collapsed at night."

The school environment where Yan Zhenbei attended was relatively simple, because the teacher said that one should study hard and not just indulge in comfort.

So among the other noble courtyards and blue brick and tile rooms, there appeared a school composed entirely of thatched houses.

Although the school was simple, there were many students who went there to study, both rich and poor, noble and humble, because admission to the school required passing an examination, otherwise no matter how much money one paid, they would not be allowed in.

After caring for the younger one, Zhao Guizhi turned to the older one: "Second brother, why are you back today?"

Yan Zhennan was equally depressed: "Yesterday, my master and I went to the village to deliver furniture to someone. The road was too slippery and the ox cart flipped into a ditch. My master broke his leg and he got so angry that he told me to get out."

Yan Zhennan felt quite aggrieved when he said this: "He also withheld my wages for three months and refused to pay me. He also said that he didn't ask me to compensate for the losses because of our relationship as master and apprentice."

"Ah? I was wondering why you suddenly came to pick me up today, so this is what happened." Yan Zhenbei shook his head: "Second brother, this is not your fault, it's your master's fault."

However, Yan Zhenshen's focus seemed to be different from others. He frowned and asked, "How did you know that Xiaobei would leave school early today?"

"Well, I heard that the school building collapsed, so I went to take a look." Yan Zhennan swallowed his saliva, looked guilty and avoided the question: "I can stay a few more days this time. Do you have enough firewood at home? If not, I'll go and chop some while it's still early."

"By the time you come back to chop wood, the whole family will be frozen to death." Zhao Guizhi pushed him and said, "Look at your brothers, your trouser legs are covered with snow. Go into the house and change your trousers quickly."

When Yan Zhennan heard this, he pulled Yan Zhenbei and hurried back to the house. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way his elder brother looked at him.

Chu Xiao pushed Yan Zhenshen, who had a gloomy face, and said, "Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?"

"I'll tell you when I get home."

Yan Zhenshen pulled Chu Xiao into the house. After closing the door, he was still angry and his face was dark as if he could explode in anger at any time.

"What happened?" Chu Xiao asked.

Yan Zhen took several deep breaths before he calmed down a little: "Yan Zhennan's leg can't be saved."

"Ah?" Chu Xiao was confused: "How can it be impossible to protect it?"

"I'm going to interrupt him." Yan Zhenshen said gritting his teeth.

Chu Xiao was even more confused. Why did he break someone's leg for no reason? If it was because of his master's matter, then it was definitely not his second brother's fault.

"Can you explain it more clearly?" Chu Xiao really didn't understand.

Yan Zhenshen looked at his husband, then pointed at his shoulder and said, "He has this on his neck."

"Which one?"

Yan Zhenshen simply pulled his coat down, and the teeth marks on his shoulder immediately caught Chu Xiao's eyes.

Well, this is what he bit me last night. It seems like the bite was quite deep and there is even a bloody scab.

"Is this true?" Chu Xiao looked incredulous after he realized what was going on.

Yan Zhenshen nodded: "Although it was blocked by the collar, I could see it clearly. It was indeed a tooth mark, and the bite was no lighter than yours."

Chu Xiao: “…” Please don’t mention him at this time.

If it really was a tooth mark, then they really had to ask Yan Zhennan about it. This matter could be a big deal or a small one. If it was just a bite, then it wouldn't be a big deal.

But if an improper relationship occurs before marriage, not only will the girl or boy's reputation be ruined, but they can also go to the government office to report Yan Zhennan for coercion, and they will go to jail.

However, what Yan Zhenshen was worried about was not this. He was afraid that Yan Zhennan didn't like some decent girl or boy.

Otherwise, when Chu Xiao came back from the city and asked to propose marriage, he would not refuse.

Is she a married woman, or a prostitute?

No matter which one it is, Yan Zhennan can't save his leg.

The more Yan Zhenshen thought about it, the angrier he became. There was no way their Yan family would tolerate such an immoral thing.

He got up and went out angrily, and Chu Xiao hurriedly followed him. After all, he didn't doubt his brother Shen at all. If he said he would interrupt, he would really interrupt, so he had to stop him.

When Yan Zhennan's room door was pushed open, he knew something was wrong.

He quickly stood up and said in a somewhat flattering tone, "Brother, Ge Fulang, what do you want?"

As he said this, he pulled Yan Zhenbei over and held him tightly in his arms as a shield.

Xiaobei was hugged all of a sudden, he was in a daze. What was going on with his second brother today? He picked him up from school and hugged him so warmly. He was a little uncomfortable with it.

Yan Zhennan's heart was beating fast, so he asked tentatively: "Are you asking me to go get firewood together?"

"Come out, I have something to ask you." Yan Zhenshen was in no mood to beat around the bush with him, and said with a stern face: "I don't mind getting started."

When Yan Zhennan heard this, he knew that he was completely finished. His elder brother must have known something, and it was impossible for him to get away with it. He would definitely be beaten today.

His heart was beating fast and his mind was racing, wondering how he was going to explain the rest of the time while being beaten. Telling the truth definitely wouldn't work, so how was he going to make it up and where did he reveal the truth?

His mind was in a mess, and he used even more force with his hands, strangling Yan Zhenbei so hard that it hurt.

"Second brother, even though we should be friendly and respectful to each other, you don't have to be so enthusiastic. My bones are almost broken." Yan Zhenbei's face turned red. He felt that his second brother had given him too much care and love today, and he could hardly bear it.

"Oh, sorry." Yan Zhennan quickly let go of his hand, then looked up at his eldest brother with a gloomy face. He stood up in despair and followed him out.

On the hillside behind Yan's house, the north wind was blowing very fiercely, but Yan Zhenshen's fist was even more powerful. Without saying a word, he hit Yan Zhennan on the cheek.

The blow made Yan Zhennan stagger. He sat on the ground, covering his cheek, and said aggrievedly, "Brother, you have to let me die with understanding, right?"

They were all brothers, so Yan Zhenshen was too lazy to talk to him uselessly. He simply pulled open his collar, leaving a tooth mark deeper than his shoulder.

"Is it clear enough?" Yan Zhenshen said.

Yan Zhennan: “…” I was careless.