The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

"This house is really nice." Zhao Guizhi was cleaning the kitchen, with a look of emotion on her face: "When my parents and I left the village, we lived in a shelter in the county town. At that time, everyone felt that life was unbearable, and many women and boys hid in their quilts and cried at night."

"In fact, I was afraid at that time. If I couldn't make ends meet, I might be sold. If I was sold to a farmer, I would just have to endure some humiliation and fatigue. But some black-hearted parents would sell their daughters to such a filthy place."

"Luckily my parents couldn't bear to let me go, and later I met your father. Although there were hard times, I survived even harder times, so I don't think it was a big deal."

"I used to only think about filling my stomach, and I never thought that I would have such a day in my life."

When Zhao Guizhi said this, she smiled: "Now that we have Xiao Ge'er, our lucky star, and we can live in such a big house, I can wake up with a smile even in my dreams."

"It will be better in the future." Chu Xiao added from the side.

"Yeah, it's going to get better."

The purpose of life is to have the hope of getting better and better, and believe that difficulties are only temporary.

Zhao Guizhi has been comforting herself like this over the years, thinking that as she gets older, better days will come.

As he spoke, Yan Zhenshen drove the carriage to pull the firewood from the woodshed in the old house.

Chu Xiao helped put the wood into the woodshed. The family chopped a lot of firewood last year, and most of it was left after the winter. In addition, the remaining wood from making furniture and building houses could only be used for burning. It would probably take several carts to get all of it.

"No need to bring all of it here. Just bring enough for Chunxia's family. Wait until you've used up all of it here before bringing more." Zhao Guizhi said, standing at the kitchen door.

"I think the old house can't be left empty. I'll catch a few piglets and raise them in a few days. I'll leave some firewood there so I can cook pig food."

It is possible to raise pigs, but they are far away from the village and in a remote area. Living there before could not necessarily prevent theft. If no one lived there, the piglets brought in today would be stolen tomorrow.

Yan Zhenshen thought these were not a problem: "Then I'll find someone to build the fence first, and then raise a few dogs."

Most farmers have fenced yards, which is equivalent to marking out the territory and also blocking it out to prevent one family's chickens from sneaking into another family's yard or one family's dog from running over to lie down at this family's yard.

Only those who are more particular will build walls.

The Yan family’s yard used to be surrounded by fences made of bamboo and wood, but fences are not suitable for raising animals.

"Insert some sharp bamboo sticks on the wall, and anyone who dares to climb over the wall will be stabbed to death." Chu Xiao didn't think that Yan Zhenshen's reputation as a hunter could deter those thieves.

Especially in uninhabited areas, where they are not afraid of being caught on the spot, won’t they be even more rampant?

Yan Zhenshen responded. He had originally planned to move up the mountain, but it seemed that it would take a few more days.

It is said that a poor home is worth a fortune. When the Yan family was penniless in the past, they had many miscellaneous things. Now there are even more things. Five men worked from morning till dusk to move most of the things in the old house.

In Chu Xiao's opinion, there was no need to move some things here, such as what were the uses of those jars of wine and vinegar.

Zhao Guizhi, however, looked disapproving, "I have washed these thoroughly, and I can use them to store rice and salt in the future."

Chu Xiao looked at the opening and saw that it was small, and the body of the can was not big either. It was ok to put salt in it, but would it be enough to put rice in it for a meal?

But think about it, it's not completely useless. The fruit wine in his space also needs a container, so these jars are quite suitable to hold it.

"Don't pack rice anymore, just use them to make wine." Chu Xiao waved his hand, and seven or eight jars disappeared.

Zhao Guizhi: “…” It’s really becoming more and more blatant.

I cooked lunch at the old house after moving today. I just made some dumpling soup to fill my stomach, but dinner will be cooked at the new house.

The Queen Mother, Luo Ge'er, and two aunts from the village came to help and also to warm the house.

The Yan family did not invite other people in the village. After all, moving house is not like putting up a beam, where they have to come and help with the work. They would only invite relatives or people with whom they have a particularly good relationship.

With so many people coming, Chu Xiao had some free time, so he walked around and looked around while holding Wang Wu's baby.

"Dongdong, smile." Chu Xiao would wink at him, and the baby's little mouth would open, but only for a moment, and he would quickly return to his expressionless face.

Wang Wu's child is not afraid of strangers and can be held by anyone. Now he is four months old and has a strong body. Chu Xiao is no longer as cautious as before when holding him.

He strolled to the old house with the child in his arms, while Third Sister and Xiao Bei stayed there to clean up the debris.

Seeing the baby in Chu Xiao's arms, everyone rushed to hold him, so Chu Xiao let them hold him and play with him for a while.

"Brother Xiao, please give us a nephew soon. I will help you take care of him then." Yan Sanmei obviously liked children very much. She hugged the baby and kissed him several times.

Chu Xiao was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that the first child to be born in the Yan family would be the little girl, the third sister.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you when the time comes. You, my little aunt, will be responsible for everything, including eating, drinking, defecating and urinating."

That way he can continue to be alone with Brother Shen. The little kid should stroke me when he likes it, and stay away from me when he doesn't like it.

Hey, it’s really nice to think about it this way.

"Oh, Dongdong has peed." Yan Sanmei felt her hands wet and was at a loss for a moment.

Xiaobei is only three years younger than her, so he has no experience in taking care of children.

Instead, Yan Zhennan, who was moving boxes outside, heard the noise and shouted inside: "Wang Wu, your son peed."

Wang Wu stuck his head out of the window and said, "Just change the urine container. It's hot now. The quilt will dry out in a short while if it's hung on the fence."

He knew his son well. He urinated frequently during the day, but not much. If he was not careful at night, the bedding would be flooded with urine.

Chu Xiao was slightly embarrassed: "I didn't take it."

Luo Ge'er had just changed it when he reported it, and he didn't expect to pee again so soon.

"Then leave him alone. My son is in good health." Wang Wu said without any concern.

It's only March now, and I can only say that the weather is cool. You don't feel cold under the sun, but if you sit in the shade for a while, you will still feel cold.

This Wang Wu actually left his son, who was only a few months old, exposed naked. I have to say, he is a real father.

Yan Zhenshen kicked Wang Wu from behind and told him to stop talking nonsense. If he really caught a cold, he would be worried.

He took out an old piece of clothing that he had long discarded and asked Chu Xiao to wrap the baby in it, and then he took out the quilt.

Children's diapers should be made of cotton cloth, but there is no suitable alternative now.

"Take it back to Luo Ge'er first." Yan Zhenshen said, "After the quilt is dry, let Wang Wu take it back."

Chu Xiao nodded and replied, yes, he had to return it to Luo Ge'er.

As he started walking, he heard Wang Wu shouting from behind: "Hurry up, he's naked and not restrained, so he'll pee more often."

Chu Xiao: “…” Should we let Luoger find a new father for Dongdong?