The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Qingge'er was very curious about sitting on the horse. Although his family had a big horse, his uncle would not let him ride it.

Qiao Qingyun led the children and wandered around Yan's house. Soon, Yan Zhennan and Yan Zhenbei had also picked the cucumbers.

Yan Zhennan handed one to Qiao Qingyun: "Wash it and eat it directly."

Qiao Qingyun took it and turned around to see Yan Zhenbei stretching out his arm to hand the cucumber to Qingger.

Qing'er is timid and doesn't dare to bend down to receive it, which makes it difficult for Xiaobei who is not tall enough.

Yan Zhennan laughed when he saw this, and he picked up Xiaobei and put him on the horse's back.

The horse's hoof moved, and Xiaobei was frightened and hugged Qingger tightly.

"Hehehe, just sit down. You can't hug me." Yan Zhennan patted Xiaobei's hand with the cucumber in his hand.

Even if a marriage is arranged, there is no reason to take advantage of the boy.

"I didn't want to hug you." Yan Zhenbei immediately withdrew his hand.

Qing Ge'er tilted his head slightly, "Brother Xiaobei doesn't like Qing Ge'er anymore?"

Yan Zhenbei immediately replied: "I like it, but I can only hold her after we get married."

"I have to grow up to be as old as Brother Xiao before I can become your new husband. It feels like it will take a long time."

Qingger was a little distressed. He was only this tall now, and if he couldn't become a new husband, he would have to learn calligraphy and martial arts, and he didn't want to learn at all. He also wanted to have a baby.

Qiao Qingyun and Yan Zhennan ignored the child's words and walked forward side by side. After finishing the student examination, they also had to put the matter of building a house that they had mentioned earlier on the agenda.

There are a lot of wastelands near the Yan family's home, and they can just pick one to build a house. But the two people actually don't know much about it, and they think this place is feasible, and then they think that place is not bad either.

Anyway, the two of them looked around the Yan family from front to back.

Walking along the path in the country, the setting sun in the evening shines on people as if they are coated with golden light.

Yan Zhennan turned his head to look at the person leading the horse, and felt that if it weren't for the two little guys chirping on the horse's back, it would have been a perfect picture.

From then on, he and this man continued walking like this until...

"Yan Laoer, Yan Laoer." Zhang Yiming put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly.

It is already dusk, and it will get dark quickly once the sun sets. It will be difficult for a man and a woman to stay together alone at that time.

By then, if the Yan brothers don't beat him to death, he will be half dead.

So when he knew that Yan Sanmei had injured her foot, he hurried to Yan's house to call for help. Fortunately, he met Yan Laoer here. He really didn't want to face the cold-faced Yan Hunter at all.

Yan Zhennan, whose pleasant atmosphere was broken, walked towards Zhang Yiming in a bad mood.

"What do you want me to do? Are you looking for a fight?" Yan Zhennan said something mean, but when he saw the man in front of him with messy hair, dust on his face, and several holes in his clothes, he couldn't help but frown: "You rolled down the mountain."

Zhang Yiming touched his nose in embarrassment. Many children in the village would fall down when running up the mountain, but if they were still so unstable when they grew up, they would easily be laughed at.

He was going to get firewood today, and he didn't control his strength when pulling the branch, so he rolled down.

"I bumped into your third sister."

"What did you say? Did you hit my third sister?" After hearing this, Yan Zhennan became furious and wanted to hit someone.

Zhang Yiming jumped back immediately: "I sprained my ankle. I'm still at the foot of the mountain."

Seeing that it was getting dark, a girl with an injured foot would be unable to run away if she ran into a bad guy. Yan Zhennan was a little worried when he thought about it, "Where is it? Why don't you take me with you?"

Zhang Yiming immediately led the way, and Yan Zhennan's pace became faster and faster.

Qiao Qingyun was afraid that the horses were going too fast and the two children would not be able to sit steadily, so he carried them down and said, "Xiaobei, take Qingge'er home."

Yan Zhenbei was actually quite worried when he heard that Yan Sanmei had injured her foot, but he is much more sensible now and knows that he cannot carry or lift her with his small body, and he might have to ask others to take care of her.

"Then I'll go back and tell mother first." After saying this, Yan Zhenbei took Qingger's hand and ran back.

"Don't run, be careful with Qing'er, don't let him fall." Qiao Qingyun warned again.

When Yan Zhennan reached the foot of the mountain, Yan Sanmei had already stood up and was hopping on one leg, holding the basket.

"Why don't you just wait quietly? Why are you jumping around? If you sprain your other foot, you'll be in trouble." Yan Zhennan went over and supported the man, his tone inevitably filled with scolding.

As soon as Yan Sanmei saw her family, her heart calmed down, but then she felt aggrieved. She hugged Yan Zhennan tightly, her voice filled with tears.

"Brother, I was cutting grass downstairs, and my basket was almost full when Zhang Yiming, that nasty guy, suddenly rolled down the mountain. I couldn't hide from him, and I was afraid that the sickle would hurt someone, so I threw it out and couldn't find it."

Yan Sanmei felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke: "There is only half a basket of grass left, not enough to feed the sheep. What will the rabbits and calves eat?"

"My ankle hurts and I can't work. My chickens and ducklings are starving to death."

The more Yan Sanmei talked, the more outrageous she became. Yan Zhennan quickly patted her on the back to comfort her: "Let's go home first. From now on, my second brother will cut grass to feed the sheep, chickens and ducks."

After saying that, he was about to carry Yan Sanmei on his back. At this time, Qiao Qingyun said, "Put her on the horse's back. You have to carry the backpack back as well."

Yan Sanmei wiped her face and said, "Well, I'm riding a horse, I don't want you to carry me on my back."

"You still dislike me?" Yan Zhennan pointed at the snot and tears on his chest: "I don't dislike me yet."

Yan Sanmei snorted: "I was bullied, and the culprit is right there, won't you avenge me?"

Yan Zhennan: “…” This fight has to end in failure.

Zhang Yiming didn't expect that this little girl would be so vindictive. Anyway, it had nothing to do with him at the moment, so he turned around and ran away.

He ran a distance before stopping: "Yan Sanmei, this is my fault. From now on, I will send two baskets of grass to your house every day, and I will ask my mother to buy you a pork leg to supplement your nutrition."

Yan Zhennan carried the man onto the horse's back, raised his chin towards Qiao Qingyun, and turned around to chase him before the man ran far away.

"Hey, hey, hey, I've already apologized, why do you still have to hit me?" Zhang Yiming complained as he ran.

Qiao Qingyun shook his head helplessly and smiled: "Third sister, hold on to the horse's mane, I will take you back first."

When we got home, Zhao Guizhi had almost prepared dinner. When he heard that she had sprained her ankle, he didn't take it too seriously. When he put a hot towel on her ankle, he couldn't help but mutter to her.

They said that the third sister might be in bad luck this year, why does everything happen to her?

To put it bluntly, it was an accident that Zhang Yiming rolled down the mountain, and it is not entirely possible to blame others.

But it was impossible for her not to be angry. However, as things had already come to this, and the second brother had also chased after someone and started beating them, it was not easy for her to go to the Zhang family to ask for an explanation. If that were the case, it would probably be their family that would suffer in the end.

It's not good for my third sister's reputation as a girl.

Chu Xiao touched the little girl who was already angry like a pufferfish: "It's okay. If you are still not satisfied, let your elder brother drag her to the mountain to feed the wolves."

Yan Sanmei was just angry and would never think of taking revenge on others, otherwise she would not have lost the sickle.

"Brother Xiao." She was deflated: "Just give him a beating."

Chu Xiao curled his lips and smiled: "Our third sister is kind."