The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

The village chief's wife took the money, happily packed up some things, and stood at the gate of the courtyard waiting for Chu Xiao and the others. Seeing that Chu Xiao had cheated the young master out of ten taels of silver, she felt even more at ease. For such a greedy person, they were fighting evil with evil, and they didn't need to feel the slightest guilt.

He then felt at ease and whispered with the village chief about how to arrange for the three of them.

Even though it was freezing cold, many villagers came out to watch the fun, and after finding out what was going on, many of them were eager to try it out.

There are dozens of households in a village. Some people want to cheat money with this conscience, but there are naturally some who are unwilling to do so. Such people will be stopped outside the circle before they even get close, for fear that they will say unpleasant words and delay their good deeds.

But no one expected that the three men harnessed the ox cart and did not even give the village chief a chance to speak, and just said goodbye and left.

The villagers were dumbfounded. How could this be so out of the ordinary?

Some people rushed forward anxiously and tried to surround the ox cart. Zhengfu was so nervous when he saw this situation that he broke out in a cold sweat.

I’m afraid these villagers will resort to open robbery if they can’t get away with it.

However, Chu Xiao did not have this worry. This village was obviously different from those robbers. Even if they did bad things, they had to stand on the moral high ground. If they could rob openly, he would feel it would be easier to deal with.

What's more, the young master's dozen servants are still in the yard. If a real fight breaks out, they will not turn a blind eye. It is impossible for them to abandon all the sheep just because of a few that have already escaped from the pen.

"You won't let me go?" Chu Xiao looked at the villagers who were blocking the ox cart and said, "If you don't move away and get kicked by the ox, I don't mind asking the barefoot doctor in your village to prescribe some medicine."

The villagers who were blocking the road looked at each other, and they all thought that this young man was not a liar and would most likely crash into them. It was freezing cold and the road was blocked by snow. If they got injured and relied on the barefoot doctor, they would be dead.

The ox cart moved forward a few steps, and the villagers subconsciously hid on both sides. Without any obstruction, the few people left smoothly.

Only after leaving the village did Yan Zhenshen look back with a serious expression: "This year is really not peaceful."

You have to know that he and his husband had a smooth journey to the capital last year and hardly encountered any problems. Unlike this year, he was robbed, stolen from, and someone even wanted to set him up.

Yan Zhenshen raised his hand and touched his cheek, then turned his head to look at his husband who had not yet arrived in the carriage. "Last year, people said that my cold face was scary, and the guards at the city gates repeatedly checked my household registration and travel permits. Could it be that I have changed this year?"

Chu Xiao also raised his cold little hand to pinch it, deliberately jokingly saying: "You know what, my brother Shen looks better and better the more I look at him. He doesn't look like a cold-faced hunter at all. If he puts on a long robe, he will definitely be a handsome and extraordinary young master."

Yan Zhenshen: “…” He was speaking seriously, so why was my husband being so frivolous?

The three of them found a more remote village with only a dozen households, and the houses were a bit shabby.

Perhaps there were few outsiders coming to the village, so when they arrived the villagers looked at them with caution. But when they heard why they came here, they instantly received a lot of sympathetic looks.

The village chief did not arrange these people to live in any house, but let them live in an empty yard at the entrance of the village. Because no one lived there, it was a bit dusty, but they were just staying there so they could just tidy up and deal with it.

It's really quiet here. Except for the occasional person passing by and taking a look into the yard, no one comes to disturb us.

It was not until four days later that the village chief came knocking on the door early in the morning and said that the road was now open.

Because it was cold and the villagers were obviously xenophobic, no one went out for a stroll. Just as they were about to leave, Chu Xiao asked if the village had any mountain products for sale. He was a businessman, and if the quality was good, he could give a suitable price.

Perhaps seeing that he was sincere, the village chief shook his head helplessly and said a few truthful words.

"Everything that could be sold has already been sold. The rains kept falling during the autumn harvest this year, and the wheat sprouted before we could harvest it all. To be honest, in order to survive the winter, every household has dug up the soil and planted wheat in their houses. We are letting you live in this empty house because we really have no other place to stay."

The village chief rarely opened up and kept talking while helping a few people load goods onto the ox cart. He said that their village had a small population and that life was difficult this year. He was afraid that other villages would covet their food, so he had to be on guard against outsiders approaching every day.

He also said that when the children in the village went to the official road to check the situation, they also went to the village where Chu Xiao and his friends had stayed before. Those who had passed by had already left, and the village was quite quiet and they didn't feel any difference.

While chattering, he also spoke well of others, saying that if life wasn't really difficult, those people wouldn't have had any other thoughts. There had been a few incidents in that village in the past few years, but it has been pretty quiet in recent years.

"I think the conditions in their village are much better than here." Chu Xiao stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the low houses. He turned around and asked the village chief: "Have you ever thought of cheating us?"

The village chief seemed to be afraid of being misunderstood, and quickly waved his hands to say how could this be possible: "As long as others don't harm us, I'll be thankful. Save food. As long as we can survive this winter, when spring comes and wild vegetables grow on the mountain, we won't starve to death."

Those who work in the fields and rely on God for their food are bound to have poor harvests, but they will not starve to death. If we count the last time there was a real famine, it was not until a hundred years ago.

So it’s not that life is hard to make ends meet, it’s just that we are finding a reasonable excuse for our greed.

The ox cart rumbled away from the village. Chu Xiao did not pay the village chief for accommodation, but gave him two bags of grains and two bags of black flour, which was naturally a lot more than the copper coins.

Several villagers watched the three people leave, and the village chief sighed: "This young man has a good heart."

A dark-faced man stared at Zhengfu's truckload of goods and said with envy, "We are not bad people. Otherwise, if we really robbed them in this remote place, it would not be just a matter of a few bags of food."

The village chief raised his foot and kicked him on the buttocks: "What do you want to do? Tell me what you want to do. Do you believe that I will beat you to death for your father?"

The black-faced man jumped away immediately after being kicked: "What did I say? I just wanted to say that we have good hearts too."

"How dare you say you don't have any bad intentions?" The village chief chased after him and wanted to kick him.

"No, I really didn't." The black-faced man jumped and ran away, still shouting: "God and earth, I am innocent."

The wind stopped and the snow stopped. A roar seemed to be heard from far away. Chu Xiao stuck his head out from the front of the carriage and looked back. He could vaguely see a few people at the entrance of the village.

He curled his lips and smiled, "What did that kid do to be chased and beaten by the village chief?"

Yan Zhenshen didn't even turn his head, driving the ox cart seriously, but he had to answer every question from his husband: "I don't know, I just heard a loud howl, but I didn't hear clearly what he said."

"Who cares?" Chu Xiao didn't take the response seriously. He retracted his head and leaned towards his brother Shen again. It's good to have a hot-tempered man in such a cold weather.