The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

"You...just make me die of rage." Zhang's mother didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She wiped her tears and punched Zhang Yiming twice.

"Cough cough." Zhang Yiming was patted on the chest. Now he was lying flat on his back and choked by saliva, starting to cough violently.

Yan Zhenshen came out to find Chu Xiao and had no intention of standing up for anyone. What's more, he and Zhang Yiming had no connection at all and they only saw each other twice a year.

Besides, those men seemed to hit hard, but in fact they didn't hit any vital parts. Although Zhang Yiming's face was covered with blood and looked scary, Yan Zhenshen had been hunting for so many years that his eyes were very sharp. He could tell at a glance that it was all nosebleed and he did it on purpose.

But they are all from the same village, and her husband pushed him back then. Then, seeing Zhang Yiju's smug look, she decided to just mind his own business.

Just consider it as Zhang Yiming and Zhang Yiju don't get along.

At this moment, Zhang Yiming climbed up by himself and smiled at Yan Zhenshen: "Lion Yan, thank you for today."

After saying this, he continued to cry out in pain, and his face covered in blood looked quite embarrassed. He was supported by Zhang's mother and walked forward. When he passed by the crowd, everyone quickly made way for him.

Many people expressed their concern, and some people spoke up after the fact, saying that they did not expect those people to be so cruel, otherwise they would definitely have stopped them.

Zhang Yiming gave a forced smile, "I know I've been a bit of a mixed-up person, which is why my cousin doesn't like me and doesn't care about my life or death. How can I blame others? After all, you haven't received any favors from my family."

Chu Xiao resisted the urge to laugh. Zhang Yiming was not only a good actor but also quite sarcastic.

"Zhang Yiming, you..." Zhang Yiju was so angry that he almost died. This man was beaten to such a dead state and yet he still didn't forget to mock him.

Zhang Yiming looked up at him, coughed, and then said, "Cousin, I'm so sorry that I didn't get beaten to death. I disappointed you."

Zhang Yiju hated this scoundrel so much that his teeth were itching, but what else could he say now? He could only walk away in anger.

Mother Zhang sighed and whispered, "Why do you always pick on him?"

"I didn't." Zhang Yiming would never admit that he hated his cousin since he was a child. At first, it was because his father paid too much attention to him and gave him everything good, while he either beat or scolded his own son.

Later, it was because he knew that Zhang Yiju always deliberately compared himself with him, and made him look like nothing.

Even if he is nothing and doesn't bother anyone, why should we belittle Zhang Yiming when someone praises Zhang Yiju?

Zhang Yiming snorted coldly. What if he wanted to cause trouble for this man? He deserved it.

After things here were settled, the village chief slowly came out. He was really tired as there was no peace and quiet every day.

"Alright, Zhang Yiming, no matter whether you know the whereabouts of that guy or not, you are breaking the law in this situation. You are the one who made the mistake first. Go home and get well. Don't be the village chief for the time being."

Seeing Zhang Yiming nod in agreement, the village chief looked at the others and said, "We didn't take the blame this time. The villagers got beaten, but if we encounter this kind of situation in the future, we should stop them if necessary."

Seeing that many men agreed, he glanced at the closed door of the Zhang family, with a hint of disgust in his eyes. This scholar looked noble, but he was probably darker than anyone else.

Of course, the village chief was not the only one who thought so. Many villagers knew it clearly in their hearts that Zhang Yiming seemed to have done nothing in these years, but why did he have such a bad reputation?

Now I finally understand why. It's because I'm being compared.

Since the village chief had already shown up, Yan Zhenshen did not stay long. He took Chu Xiao and his third sister to catch the cattle first, and then went home.

The wolf cub and Little Gray were running behind. Yan Sanmei, who was left behind, looked back and met Zhang Yiming's gaze, and he bared his big white teeth at her.

Yan Sanmei rolled her eyes at him and quickly followed.

Chu Xiao has a lot of ideas about building a house, but it's not something he can just think of. Daxia also has certain requirements for house specifications, and you can't just build it the way you want.

It can be said that the richest people in any era are always businessmen, but here the social status of businessmen is not very high. If houses can be built casually, then the real big businessmen can build another palace that is better than the one the emperor lives in. That would be a challenge to the imperial power and would be a death sentence.

Besides, the area of ​​their house site was only so large, and many of their ideas were not realistic. Chu Xiao communicated with the person in charge and finally decided on a plan.

According to the area of ​​the homestead, they divided it into two yards. The larger one was for people to live in, and the smaller one was also for people to live in, and they also raised hunting dogs.

The main reason for wanting a small courtyard was because of Yan Zhenshen. He really didn't want to cover his husband's mouth every time. After all, he still liked to listen to his husband's voice.

The people Lu Zhicheng hired worked quickly and dug out the foundation in just a few days. The next step was to build the house.

Chu Xiao ordered that blue bricks be used everywhere, and even the yard was paved with stones. In addition, he wanted to build two small second floors, which would be labor-intensive and costly in terms of materials, so both the labor and materials would be a considerable expense.

Chu Xiao looked at the severely shrunk silver and couldn't help but sigh: "I miss the tough boy a little bit."

Yan Zhenshen turned his head to look at him and tried not to laugh. He was not thinking about anyone at all, he should be thinking about that...strong man giving him money.

The house here was being built in full swing every day. Chu Xiao found the person in charge again and asked him if he knew anyone who was repairing the cemetery.

The boss laughed when he heard it: "If you don't have any particular requirements, I can do it, but we have to make it clear in advance. The price may be higher."

"Well, what's the price?" Chu Xiao nodded and asked.

"It depends on your needs. Do you want to repair only the outer grave mound and tombstone, or replace the coffin as well?"

"How about changing together?" Chu Xiao felt that it was best to do it right away.

"If you want to change them all at once, it will be more troublesome. You need to find someone to calculate the date and time to open the coffin, and you also need to find a witch to perform a ritual. The workers also need to be bold and careful, so the wages will naturally be higher. I'll give you a real price. Generally, the coffin will be opened only when the grave is moved, and it will cost at least ten taels of silver. If you only repair the grave mound, even if it is built with blue bricks, it won't cost much. It will only cost a little more than one tael of silver including the wages."

The person in charge was also an honest man and didn't want Chu Xiao to spend that money in vain.

But Chu Xiao felt that since he had already agreed to renovate the cemetery for Boss Chu, he would naturally do his best.

"We should replace everything from the inside out with a new one, and I want to put a small coffin next to the big coffin. Do you think it's feasible?" Chu Xiao wanted to bury Chu Xiaoxiao's cenotaph together with the big coffin.

The person in charge was a little surprised when he heard this. How could they bury two coffins together? He still believed in ghosts and gods. He thought for a while before saying, "We still need to find someone to take a look. I can't say for sure whether it will work or not."

Chu Xiao did not object. He knew there was a witch in Anning Village. There was no need to go far to find one. He would go and ask her right away.