The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

After dinner, Yan Zhenshen washed the used dishes and chopsticks. Chu Xiao also went to collect the dog bowl and washed it. When the weather gets hot, the dog bowl will easily go bad if you feed water without cleaning it thoroughly.

Dogs raised by farmers do not need to pay attention to these things, but hunting dogs are different. Because they are raised carefully since childhood, they will really get an upset stomach if they eat spoiled food.

Yan Zhenshen once had a hunting dog that was only a year old. The dog got dysentery after eating rotten raw meat from the mountains. No matter how much medicine was given to it, it could not be saved.

From then on, he paid close attention to the food of his hunting dogs. Not only were they not allowed to catch rotten or smelly food, they were not even allowed to catch the wild animals in the mountains that were drooping and had no vitality.

After all, chicken plague and swine plague are not uncommon in the village. Sometimes when one family’s chickens start dying, within a few days half of the village’s chickens will be affected.

The old hunter said that this is true not only for domesticated animals but also for wild ones. If you encounter one that is too lazy to struggle or run, it is best not to eat it, just dig a hole and bury it.

When Chu Xiao heard this, he took it to heart. It was not difficult to clean these things anyway.

After washing the food bowl and filling it with water, Yan Zhenshen also moved out the boxes and water tanks from the woodshed.

The last time he went down the mountain, Chu Xiao had put most of the things into the space, but because some people went up the mountain to work, it was not convenient to move them all out, so he left some in the woodshed.

After cleaning and drying it, you can move it to the east room. It's better than leaving it in the woodshed where it gets dusty.

"I'll take care of these, you go into the house and rest." Yan Zhenshen was used to running on these mountain roads, but Chu Xiao must feel tired as he hadn't walked so much for a long time.

Not to mention people, even the taxel eaters would lie under the eaves and not move after eating.

Chu Xiao did feel his legs were a little sore, so he obediently went into the house and lay down for a while, thinking that it was still early and he could go dig wild vegetables when the sun was about to set.

Chu Xiao was lying on the kang, but he didn't feel sleepy yet. He took a few dog tails growing in the yard and braided them.

He saw Yan Zhengdao weaving a dragonfly and a puppy a few days ago, and thought it was fun, so he started to learn it.

Unfortunately, he was clumsy and didn't figure it out after fiddling with it for several days. But he didn't give up and would just pull up some grass and continue.

Yan Zhenshen saw it through the window and smiled. In fact, most children who grew up in the village know how to weave things with straw.

In particular, many men will use this little thing to please girls and boys.

Didn’t Wang Wu trick Luo Ge’er into getting his hands on a straw rabbit?

Thinking of this, Yan Zhenshen felt a little annoyed. Why had he never thought of making some little gadgets for his husband before, and his father actually got there first?

When Yan Zhenshen finished cleaning the water tank and looked through the window, Chu Xiao had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep. The foxtail grass was tangled together in a crooked way, and it was impossible to tell what her husband was trying to do.

The young man in the room was sleeping soundly, and several dogs outside the yard were also lying down to sleep. Only Yan Zhenshen was carrying a wooden bucket back and forth to fetch water.

When the sun was about to set, Chu Xiao carried a basket and walked to the bamboo forest. The bamboo shoots at the foot of the mountain had already been eaten several times, while those on the mountain looked like they had just broken through the ground.

But looking at the old bamboo shoots on the other side, it seems that only these thin bamboos are new.

Apparently we have missed the best time to pick spring bamboo shoots down the mountain.

However, he was not without gain. He actually found the blue-faced mushroom. This thing is light blue in color, and although it is not big, it is easy to be found.

When Yan Zhenshen told him last year, he remembered that this thing looked like blue dog urine moss. <Something that looks like a mushroom.>

But now when I see one that has grown, it really does look like a mushroom.

Blue-faced mushrooms usually grow in early summer. Although you can occasionally find them in summer, you may not be able to collect enough to fill a plate even if you work yourself to death.

But this time he found a lot, not to mention one plate, two plates would be enough.

Seeing that it was getting darker, Chu Xiao picked some more bamboo shoots and then called out to take the ball back.

At this time, Pi Qiu was holding a young bamboo shoot and grinding his teeth. When he heard Chu Xiao calling him, he looked up and then continued to chew on the bamboo shoot.

"You can go if you want." Chu Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to it. Anyway, this place was not far from the thatched house, and the ball could go back by itself. Even if he couldn't find it...

You can't blame him for abandoning the child.

He started walking away, and Pi Qiu stopped chewing the bamboo shoots. Seeing that he didn't even look back, he followed him, barking.

Chu Xiao said "tsk" without even turning his head. This puppy is just like a baby, he can't be spoiled.

After returning to the thatched hut, Chu Xiao began to clean the mushrooms. There was a lot of dirt at the roots, so Chu Xiao cleaned it carefully. He would fry some of them tonight and put the rest into the space to take back next time.

The bamboo shoots were also thin. After peeling off layer by layer of skin, only the thickness of a little finger was left. Chu Xiao soaked them in water.

It was not enough to just eat vegetarian food, so Chu Xiao took out a piece of meat and used it to stir-fry bamboo shoots.

Light the fire and start stir-frying bamboo shoots with meat and mushrooms. When the dishes are out of the pot, Chu Xiao takes out the hot steamed buns and pancakes from another pot.

When the food was served, Chu Xiao called out to Yan Zhenshen who was mending the net: "Don't mend the net anymore. Buy a new one next time you go home."

Because of the last time the house collapsed, they were in a hurry to get down the mountain and completely forgot about the net they had put in the river. When Yan Zhenshen brought people up to build the house, they fished it out, and there were already several big holes in the net.

Yan Zhenshen originally wanted to go back and buy another one, but after he returned, there were too many things to do and this little thing was completely forgotten.

If Chu Xiao hadn't woken up in the afternoon and seen the small wooden fish on his wrist, and said that he hadn't eaten fish for many days, Yan Zhenshen would probably still have forgotten that the fishing net was broken.

"I'll fix it again tomorrow morning and it'll still be usable for a few more times." It was indeed just a makeshift one. If her husband hadn't wanted to eat fish, Yan Zhenshen would have been too lazy to fiddle with those rags.

It was only after entering the kitchen that Yan Zhenshen noticed that his husband had picked some blue-faced mushrooms.

This thing is expensive in the county town. A pound of fresh ones costs seven or eight cents. Sometimes people buy it for ten cents a pound.

The reason is simple: small quantity.

At least this thing hardly grows in their Anning Village. The reason he knows about it is because the old hunter told him about it.

As for eating, the old hunter had eaten it twice before he left, and he didn't think the taste was anything special, at most the color was brighter.

But when I ate it today, I found it smooth and delicious. It seems that it’s not that the mushrooms are not delicious, but that the old hunter’s cooking skills are poor.

After having dinner late, Chu Xiao went back to his room after a quick wash and picked up some grass to measure with.

Yan Zhenshen took the hound for a walk and came back. When he entered the house, he smiled and said, "I'll weave anything you like."

"I want to weave it myself." Chu Xiao didn't like straw-woven toys at all. He just didn't want to accept that he was clumsy.

Seeing his husband's unconvinced look, Yan Zhenshen couldn't help but laugh: "Then I'll teach you."

"That's possible." Chu Xiao pulled him onto the kang and said, "Come, I'll teach you step by step."

Yan Zhenshen really put his arms around the person, operating step by step, and it was unknown whose hand was the first to be unruly, and the two of them were stuck together.

The wind rustled the leaves, accompanied by the sound of scratching the door.

Chu Xiao angrily said to the big dog in the yard: "If you scratch me again, I will throw you out to feed the wolves."

Wolf cub: “…” Isn’t this bad?