The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Chu Xiao found Yan Zhenshen’s words funny. It was not the first time that he was pricked by this thing.

"If you don't believe me, go back and ask mom." Yan Zhenshen was helpless with her husband's distrustful look, and said, "Go back and pick out the thorn first, otherwise it will really swell up and be painful."

Seeing Chu Xiao still looking unconvinced, he gently pinched his husband's fingers.

Chu Xiao hissed again and complained, "It hurts."

"If it hurts, hurry back. I'll cut the grass here. There's a thorn in your hand. It will hurt when you grab the grass. If it gets swollen, you won't be able to do anything for the next few days."

As Yan Zhenshen spoke, he glanced at Yan Sanmei secretly. Seeing that she didn't look in his direction, he whispered into his ear: "Doesn't that mean I have to help you take a bath too?"

"I don't mind." Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows at him. He had been a vegetarian for so long, maybe he could even have some meat to eat after washing.

Yan Zhenshen: “…”

"Go back first."

In this regard, Yan Zhenshen was no match for his husband and could only pull the person away.

Chu Xiao didn't object when he was dragged along. There was no end to the housework, and it didn't matter if he cut one more basket of grass or one less. He just felt that it was unnecessary and not enough trouble to run back and forth for such a small thorn.

But there was nothing wrong with holding hands and taking a stroll with his brother Shen.

After saying hello to Yan Sanmei, the two of them headed home.

As they walked, Yan Zhenshen said, "The grass cut by my family will definitely not be enough in winter. I thought that after the rice is harvested, the villagers will have nothing to do, so I will just ask the children to help cut some grass. I will pay them one or two coins for each basket. My third sister can just collect grass at home. She has been busy since spring, and it's time for her to take a break."

Yan Zhenshen actually had this idea a long time ago, but he had never said it out loud before because he knew that Zhao Guizhi would definitely not agree if he said it.

There are wild grasses everywhere. Our cattle and sheep eat a lot of them, so two baskets a day are enough. It just takes some time, so there's no need to spend money to hire someone to cut them.

However, he now has to make plans for the winter. Besides, he has no objection to hiring people. Otherwise, there will not be enough hay in the winter, and the cattle and sheep will starve, which would be a real loss.

When Chu Xiao thought of the piles of grass, a smile appeared on his lips for some reason. He knew that he had a bit of a hoarding habit, just like he always wanted to fill up his space, as well as his big box of copper coins.

"We can't use wheat bran this year, and I'm afraid we can't buy much rice bran. What we harvest at home is only enough to feed the pigs. The cows and sheep will probably need two baskets of hay a day. It will take five months to open the village next year, so..."

Chu Xiao began to count on his fingers again, "Is it three hundred backpacks?"

You wouldn't know until you calculated it, and you would be really shocked. Even if he and his third sister cut grass from morning to night, they could only cut more than ten baskets a day. It would take more than half a month to cut three hundred baskets.

"More than hay, at least 500 baskets of fresh hay to dry is barely enough." Yan Zhenshen held his husband's dirty little hand again: "But less is fine, just kill the pigs and sheep earlier in the winter."

Anyway, adult pigs and sheep don't gain much weight in the winter, so there is really no need to feed them until the coldest months of the year.

"I'll go tell Wang Wu tomorrow. His rabbits need to eat grass in the winter, so it would be bad if he said two different prices."

Last year, Wang Wu's family did not have many rabbits, so naturally he did not hire anyone to help cut grass. But now he has dozens of breeding rabbits, not to mention the baby rabbits that have not yet grown up.

His family was too busy to handle it, so they had asked Uncle Sun's grandson to help a long time ago, but Yan Zhenshen had never asked how much money was given in a basket.

As the autumn harvest is approaching, even children have to go to the fields to help. It will probably take a month or so for the grass to wither after the autumn harvest, so there is really no rush.

Besides, although they are looking for children from the village, if they are from a family who wants to earn some money, the adults will definitely help to cut the fruits. After all, making money can easily make people excited.

When Zhao Guizhi got home and heard that Chu Xiao had a thorn in his hand, she couldn't help laughing: "Boss, this is a snake bite."

Chu Xiao was a little puzzled: "Is this thorn poisonous?"

Looking at his mother's expression, why do I feel like I've been fooled?

"I think so. My eldest brother had his butt pierced when he was a child. He was too shy to let anyone see it and couldn't even sit down. It got swollen so he went to see a doctor. Only then did he find out that there was a thorn stuck in his flesh."

Zhao Guizhi didn’t know whether it was there or not. Anyway, all the children in the village played this, and none of them had a swollen skin like his eldest son.

Yan Zhenshen knew that his mother was going to say this, and he carefully helped Chu Xiao clean the grass stains on his hands without even raising his head.

Chu Xiao wanted to laugh when he heard this. He tilted his head and blinked at Yan Zhenshen, and asked with a half-smile: "I just want to know, under what circumstances can you get your butt pierced?"

Yan Zhenshen rolled his eyes, but he knew that if he didn't say anything, his husband would definitely keep asking. After all, Chu Xiao seemed to be very interested in his dark history.

"I just came out of the river after taking a bath, and my feet slipped and I sat on it."

Chu Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing: "So is it the thorn that's causing the problem, or is it the bruise from the fall?"

"Stab." Yan Zhenshen said it with certainty. After all, he no longer felt the pain two days after the thorn was pulled out.

After pulling out the thorns, Yan Zhenshen also told Zhao Guizhi about finding someone to cut the grass.

Zhao Guizhi was stunned when she heard this. It was already strange enough that Chu Xiao spread grass seeds on the wasteland in spring, but in autumn she would have to spend money to buy the same thing that was everywhere in the mountains.

They only gave one or two cents for each basket of goods they carried. I always felt that this was not something a normal person could do.

"It's still early. After we finish the autumn work, my third sister and I can go and cut the trees for a while. There's no need to spend money to hire someone to do this job."

Mowing the grass doesn't look tiring, but you have to bend over while mowing, and carrying the grass back is very tiring. Yan Sanmei can still handle two baskets a day now, but if she really has to mow from morning till night, her waist will be very sore.

"Mother, then you and Third Sister go cut grass. Who will take care of the vegetable garden? You will only take care of the livestock's winter rations. What will people eat?"

When the autumn harvest is over, it is time to stop working in the garden. Now all kinds of vegetables need to be pickled and dried in the sun, otherwise we will only be able to eat cabbage and radishes in winter.

"It's almost time to pickle sauerkraut. We planted a lot of beans this year, so we need to dry some beans."

Chu Xiao also nodded: "Mom, I don't have much stock this year, and I can't eat radishes every day, I always fart."

Since the eldest brother and Xiao Ge'er said so, Zhao Guizhi had no objection at all. She also began to think about preparing more food for the winter. Not to mention that Chu Xiao didn't want to eat radishes all the time, she didn't want to eat them every day either.

Yan Zhengdao had no intention of saying anything more about the topic. His heart and eyes were now filled with his eldest grandson: "Big brother, after the autumn harvest, go up the mountain and get some crystal fruit. You can't keep feeding the baby goat's milk in winter. It's easy to get angry."

Speaking of this, Zhao Guizhi nodded repeatedly: "We need to get some thick fur to make a blanket for Xiaoyuer. This cotton blanket is not easy to wrap him in, and it is not warm enough if it is too thin."

Yan Zhenshen: “…” They hadn’t even gone up the mountain yet, but they had already been told what to do.