The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Watching the people walk away, the aunt said to an elderly man next to her, "Do you think Chu Xiaoxiao is really blessed by God? She is totally different from before. Didn't you see that day at Chu Laoer's house when he said that whoever provokes him will be struck by God, and it really thundered."

"Some people also say that he is possessed by an evil spirit. Thunder is used to strike evil spirits. Didn't the witch at the east end of the village say yesterday that Chu Xiaoxiao's heart was replaced?"

"How can the fortune teller be accurate? She talks nonsense all day long, but I've never seen anyone ask her for fortune-telling." My aunt doesn't really believe in this.

"She is called a horse fairy, and she is blessed by the gods. If no one is looking for her, where did her carriage come from, and how did her son open the shop? We just don't know."

"You know what? Her family doesn't farm, but they live many times better than the Yan family."

"Same person, different fate."

After June, wild vegetables in the mountains basically no longer grow new, and some even start to become mossy and old, making them inedible. So Yan Sanmei would still dig up some if she saw anything fresh along the way.

Chu Xiao naturally helped with the digging, and when he arrived at the bamboo forest, he had already dug half a basket of wild vegetables.

Yan Sanmei arrived at the bamboo forest and placed the wild vegetables in the shade to avoid being crushed by the bamboo shoots. "No one buys wild vegetables at this time, so we can only dry them and keep them for our own consumption in winter."

"Did you sell the wild vegetables you dug before?" Chu Xiao imitated Yan Sanmei's movements and started digging.

"Yes, we take them to the county town to sell. At the beginning of spring, we can sell one bunch for two or three cents, but later on, it's only one cent. Xiaobei and I dig them, and mom goes to sell them early in the morning. We can still sell them for 20 or 30 cents, which is more than carrying a big bag."

"Third sister is so awesome!" Chu Xiao gave a thumbs up.

The bamboo shoots at this time are relatively thin. Just use a small hoe to dig them slightly, and they will break easily with a snap. It's quite interesting.

Maybe it was because they came out early today, so they didn't run into the scoundrels who always hang around in the bamboo forest.

After digging half a basket of water, they walked back and got some tender grass to feed the rabbits. It was almost noon now and the faces of the people were red from the sun.

Those who had been working in the fields had already gone home by then, and the two of them didn't meet anyone on their way back, which saved them the trouble of greeting anyone.

However, the backpack will become heavier and heavier after carrying it for a long time. Chu Xiao couldn't help but sigh again that his health was too poor.

Seeing that he was having difficulty carrying the child, Yan Sanmei suggested that she would take over. However, Chu Xiao, who was in her twenties, could not bear to let a young girl do physical work.

Just before dinner time, the two of them entered the yard.

When Zhao Guizhi saw them coming back, Chu Xiao was carrying a large basket with great effort and holding some fresh grass in his hands, so she hurried forward to take it.

As soon as he saw the half-filled basket of bamboo shoots, he said, "You went to Nanshan to dig them. It's such a long way to carry them back. They must be very heavy. Next time, bring less so as not to tire yourself out."

Zhao Guizhi didn't let Chu Xiao work these days because she wanted him to take good care of himself. He is just a young boy, and if his body is seriously damaged, it will be difficult for him to get pregnant in the future.

But thinking that Brother Xiao was not lazy, he felt happy again and said, "I don't know what to eat for lunch, so let's have fried bamboo shoots with bacon. Xiaobei has been asking for it for several days."

Chu Xiao nodded in response, and without stopping, he went to feed the rabbits with some fresh grass.

Lunch was prepared very quickly. Yan Zhenbei was so happy to eat the fried bamboo shoots with bacon that he had been craving for that he jumped for joy. He also said that he must take him with him next time he went to dig bamboo shoots.

Summer afternoons always make people drowsy, but Chu Xiao did not sleep. Instead, he took apart the quilts in the room and prepared to wash them.

After all, it is much cooler to find a shady place to play in the water at noon than to sit there.

"Mom, I'm going to the river to wash the sheets. If you have anything else to wash, just give it to me." Chu Xiao stood under the eaves and asked Zhao Guizhi who was sewing shoe soles.

"Let my third sister go with you." Zhao Guizhi said, "There is a section of the river that was dredged this spring. The water is very deep. Let my third sister point it out to you. Don't go there in the future."

As soon as Zhao Guizhi finished speaking, Yan Sanmei came out holding a wooden basin and said, "Brother Xiao, I'll take you to where I usually wash clothes. The water there is shallow and there are a few willow trees by the river. It's very cool."

"I want to go too." Yan Zhenbei looked at Chu Xiao pitifully, "Brother, I promise to be a good boy and not make trouble."

"Okay, let's go together."

The river in Anning Village is not very wide because the terrain is flat and the water flow is not fast. Yan's family is located upstream and few people come here usually, so his family does not have a well. The family relies on this river for drinking water, washing clothes and bathing.

Under the shade of the tree, Chu Xiao soaked his feet in the water and used soap beads to make bubbles on the sheets. The river water was warm and cool, and the breeze was blowing, which was very comfortable.

"Ge Fulang, there are a lot of snails over there. I'll go find some to feed the ducklings." Yan Zhenbei, who was skipping stones on the water, asked in a low voice.

"Is the water deep over there?" Chu Xiao asked while washing.

"It's not deep here, just up to my thigh. I've fished here with my second brother before." Yan Zhenbei answered very solemnly.

Then he added: "I will be very careful."

"Don't go too far, you must stay where I can see you." Chu Xiao was not worried about anything. He could swim, and even if he couldn't swim, he could just use vines to pull the person up. Anyway, there wouldn't be much danger.

Yan Zhenbei's eyes lit up and he ran upstream. However, he didn't go far, only about ten meters.

When Yan Sanmei saw her brother going down to the river to play, she also felt like trying, but she hadn’t finished washing her clothes yet, so she could only continue with her work.

How could Chu Xiao not see her little thoughts? Although she usually behaved maturely, she was still a child after all.

He reached out and took the clothes that Third Sister hadn't washed yet and put them in his basin. He said, "I'll wash the clothes. You go and look after Xiao Bei. Catch some more chicks and ducklings. Whether they can grow up quickly depends on you."

After all, Yan Sanmei is already twelve years old. For a normal girl of this age, it is impossible for her to play outside freely. In addition to helping with housework, she also has to learn needlework.

She always knew that her parents doted on her, but they would not indulge her like Brother Xiao did.

She said a little embarrassedly: "I'm too old to play in the water."

"She's not even as big as my shoulders. She's still a little girl." Chu Xiao said with a smile, "Go play. There's no outsiders here."

Yan Zhenbei, who was not far away, picked up a handful of snails in a short while. He shouted, "There are so many here, I can't take them all."

Chu Xiao took the opportunity to push the empty wooden basin towards Yan Sanmei and said, "Give it to Xiaobei to install the screws."

"Thank you, Brother Xiao." Yan Sanmei jumped over with the wooden basin. Soon the brother and sister started playing and laughing.

Chu Xiao looked at them with some envy. This was the childhood described in the books, not the routine apocalyptic life like his own.