The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

The snow was thick and the road was slippery. If a person drove a car to the county town alone and the wheels slipped on the road and crushed the person underneath, it would be useless even if he called for help.

Yan Zhenshen accompanied Wang Wu to the county town and invited Doctor Hu to come over.

When they arrived at the village entrance, Yan Zhenshen said goodbye and left. Wang Wu sent him to Li Guaizi's house and waited outside without going in. After the treatment, he had to be sent back by the doctor.

Doctor Hu walked into the room and took a look at Brother Lin, who was already breathing weakly. He pried open his eyelids and took a look, then checked the wounds on his body.

I was shocked: "Give him the ginseng slices in my medicine box and give me the silver needle."

The woman in the room saw the doctor's expression and knew that something bad might have happened to Brother Lin.

"Go and boil some hot water, and bring in a charcoal basin. I want to give him acupuncture. It's too cold in the room." Doctor Hu gave the instructions while stuffing the ginseng slices into his mouth.

The women listened to the instructions and started to get busy. The little baby, who had a dull look in his eyes, was picked up by a woman and put on the kang.

In fact, no one in the village was willing to get involved in Li Guaizi's family affairs, but now that one person in the family was dead, one was injured, and there was a little baby who couldn't cry or laugh, they all felt a little bit sorry for it.

This busy work lasted until mid-afternoon. Many aunts had to go home to cook, and the men who were watching the fun outside had almost all left. Only then did Doctor Hu come out of the house.

The village chief had not left yet, and when he saw Doctor Hu, he asked, "How is the patient?"

Doctor Hu sighed: "The external injuries are fine, but this injury is caused by a cold, and he has no will to live. If the fever doesn't go away tonight, I'm afraid..."

He had done everything he could, and the rest depended on fate. Doctor Hu handed the prescription to the village chief, did not mention the consultation fee, and asked Wang Wu to send him back.

It was almost noon when Yan Zhenshen came back. Chu Xiao was helping to light the fire in the kitchen. Yan Zhennan told his family about Li Guaizi as soon as he came back.

"Brother, you're back." Yan Sanmei went to the cellar and took out two cabbages. She plucked off the outer leaves as she walked and threw them into the woodshed to feed the chickens and ducks.

There are not many kinds of vegetables to eat in winter. Almost every household has cabbage and radishes in the cellar. Sometimes you will feel sick of eating too much meat, so you want to eat light food.

Chu Xiao put some firewood into the stove, stood up, walked to the door and asked, "How is Brother Lin?"

Yan Zhenshen shook his head: "I didn't go into the village, I came back first."

Zhao Guizhi also said, "The New Year is coming soon. Don't wander around these few days. There are many things to do at home."

"I understand." Yan Zhenshen replied.

Everyone understood what Zhao Guizhi meant. Li Guaizi beat his own husband so badly that he deserved to die. He really didn't inspire the slightest sympathy for her.

But Brother Lin must have been seriously injured. If anything happens, what will happen to the little kid?

"Brother Chu Xiao, I see the ducks that were hit in the woodshed are looking wilted and I'm afraid they're not going to survive." Yan Sanmei took a look when she threw the vegetable leaves just now, and saw that the two ducks had already stopped eating.

Yan Sanmei didn't care about Li Guaizi and his husband. After all, she didn't see the scene and just heard about it, so she didn't feel anything. What's more, even she, a girl who didn't often go to the village, knew what kind of person Li Guaizi was.

She didn't like this kind of person at all, and even told the girls in the village that if they married someone like this in the future, she would definitely ask her eldest brother to beat the person to death. Of course, this was because she knew in her heart that her brothers loved her.

So she thought that this kind of person who had no ability and could only beat her husband should be killed. As for Lin Ge'er, she had never seen him and didn't know how badly he was injured. She even felt that Li Guaizi's death was a relief for him.

"Then let your eldest brother kill them all after lunch, and we'll make some old duck soup." Chu Xiao said and went back to the kitchen to continue making the fire. He was considering whether he should go to the village in the evening.

Yan Zhennan and Qiao Qingyun were repairing a chicken coop in the backyard at the time. They couldn't keep the chickens and ducks in the woodshed all the time. After all, they poop everywhere, and the woodshed was not very bright, so if you weren't careful you would step into chicken and duck poop.

"Is this okay?" Qiao Qingyun was helping to chop bamboo, but he had never done it before. Not only was he slow, but he always broke the bamboo. But when Yan Zhennan told him not to do it, he was unhappy.

"Okay, my Ayun has already mastered it." Yan Zhennan smiled and took over the roof of the chicken coop made of bamboo strips.

After braiding twice, he stopped and waited for Qiao Qingyun's next root. It can be said that having someone help him do it is more time-consuming and laborious than doing it by himself.

When Qiao Qingyun got recognition, he smiled faintly: "I understand."

Although he understood that it was his brain that was used, his hands were not accurate, and the bamboo strips he split were of different widths.

As a result, when Zhao Guizhi called for dinner in the front yard, the roof of the shed had not yet been completed.

After dinner, Yan Zhenshen couldn't stand the two men slacking off and directly drove them to the front yard.

Zhao Guizhi was preparing to make some steamed buns for dinner that night. When she had just finished waking up the dough, she saw Yan Zhennan had nothing to do, so she said, "Second Brother, why don't you go to Liujiawan? I ordered a sheep from the butcher last time. Go over and see if he has brought it back. Also, buy some more tofu and bring me a jar of vinegar."

The closer it gets to the end of the year, the more work there is to do at home, and all kinds of food have to be prepared in advance.

"Okay, then I'll take Ayun to have a look." Yan Zhennan agreed and spread his hands to Zhao Guizhi without any hesitation: "Give me more copper coins, and I'll buy some glutinous rice cakes by the way."

Zhao Guizhi slapped his hand hard and said, "Wait."

Qiao Qingyun chuckled: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."

Yan Zhennan raised his eyebrows and whispered, "I want to eat you the most."

"Be serious." Qiao Qingyun glanced at him indifferently.

"I'm already very serious. All the indecent things have to be done on the kang." Yan Zhennan smiled as if he deserved a beating.

Qiao Qingyun was speechless. This guy was just clingy before, but he wasn't so... full of foul language.

In the kitchen, Chu Xiao and Yan Sanmei helped to chop the stuffing, including cabbage and pork stuffing, sauerkraut and pork stuffing, and green onion and pork stuffing, with more meat and less vegetables.

Zhao Guizhi handed the purse to Yan Zhennan, went into the kitchen and said, "Make some more vermicelli. I'll ask the second son to buy some tofu and come back to make some vegetarian buns."

Once the filling is ready and the dough has almost risen on the stove, you can start making dumplings.

Yan Zhenbei was also called over at this time, and the family gathered around the table to work together. Chu Xiao was still very clumsy. Others made several wrinkles, but his was just a lump. If it weren't for the small knot on it, it would have been a steamed bun.

Yan Sanmei corrected him seriously for a long time, but it didn't seem to work.

Zhao Guizhi smiled as she wrapped the dumplings: "It's okay, just wrap more green onion and pork. The eldest brother likes this filling."

Yan Zhenshen just happened to come in from the backyard. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Pack some more pickled vegetables. I want to eat some, too."