The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

It was another warm sunny day, and Chu Xiao led the cow out to graze. His calf had grown up now, and in a few days, he would have to let the cow take it with him to plow the fields during the spring ploughing.

The carefree calf, which was almost two years old, had no idea that it would soon have to pull a cart and plow the fields, and it still ran away from the wolf cub as before.

The endurance of a cow is beyond the reach of a wolf cub. After a while, the wolf cub lay on the ground gasping for breath. When the calf saw that it had stopped chasing it, it actually retreated and nudged it. However, it did not control the strength well and directly flipped the wolf cub over.

Perhaps thinking this was fun, the calf tried to push again, but the wolf cub jumped up, howled and ran away.

Chu Xiao watched the wolf cub running towards him from a distance, howling as if accusing him. He reached out and touched the wolf's head, laughing in his heart, "You still think it's a calf that you can bully at will! It's a big bull now, it can trample you to death with one hoof."

However, the calves raised at home are relatively docile, except for the occasional crazy behavior when encountering wolf cubs.

But it was obvious that the wolf cub no longer wanted to play with the calf. It lay beside Chu Xiao and kept sweeping Chu Xiao's calves with its tail.

The furry tail swept back and forth, and it felt a little itchy even through the pants. Chu Xiao reached out and grabbed the wolf's tail and rubbed it for a long time. He only let go when the fur became electric and stood on end.

However, the Zhang family is still making a fuss. Even though Zhang's mother is very afraid of Liang Xiaoyan, when it comes to selling the land, she is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and she can't wait to scratch the face of the person in front of her.

"This land has been passed down from generation to generation. It's not easy to buy it back after selling it. The reason why my son is so sick is because you always give him some messed up medicine."

Zhang's mother became angrier and angrier as she spoke: "I have lived half my life and I have never seen a woman like you. You wish your man would die on you. If you can't live without a man, why don't you sell yourself in a brothel and get money to treat my son's illness."

Liang Xiaoyan was surprised that Zhang's mother could say such a thing and let her daughter-in-law go to a brothel. If an ordinary woman heard this, she might bang her head against the door frame.

However, Liang Xiaoyan didn't care much and asked calmly, "Sell the land, or do you want me to beat you up before selling the land?"

Zhang's mother was not always a good person in the village, but she thought she was the mother of a scholar, so she was a little careful. When she heard that her daughter-in-law wanted to beat her, she was still a little scared, but when she thought of the family's land, the fear disappeared.

"You freak, I was so blind to let you into my Zhang family. You've only been thinking about men's flesh every day. It's no wonder my son doesn't like you. You like men, right? I'm going to tell you about it now."

Zhang's mother was just yelling that her daughter-in-law was so shameless. If she really told others about it, it would be her family's shame.

However, Liang Xiaoyan is not the kind of person who would not fight back or retaliate when being beaten or scolded, but she finds it troublesome to quarrel with a woman, so she has to resort to violence.

After all, she is my mother-in-law. It is not good to beat her too hard. It will affect her work if she loses limbs. Otherwise, I should dislocate her joints first, let her feel the pain for a while, and then put them back in place.

Zhang's mother had never experienced such pain except giving birth to a child. She sat on the ground, covering her arms and nose, tears streaming everywhere.

Or they say that a cheap life is easy to take care of. Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Zhang Yiju bravely climbed up.

By the evening his fever had basically subsided, but Zhang's mother's arm was not reattached. She lay on the kang, not daring to move, sobbing softly.

"It's all your fault. You looked for someone but you didn't want to date her. You couldn't choose after choosing so many. Finally, you married this she-devil." Zhang's mother was so hurt that she started complaining about her son.

Zhang Yiju didn't think it was his fault, and he responded immediately: "You forced me to marry you. If I had known this, I would rather be single."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang's mother's lips trembled with anger, and tears fell quickly: "As a mother, am I not doing this for your own good? Are you blaming me?"

Although Zhang Yiju's fever had subsided, he still had a headache and felt weak all over. He held his forehead and wanted to go to the yamen and beat the drum, asking the bailiffs to arrest the woman who forced her husband and beat and scolded her mother-in-law.

But now he has difficulty going out every day because his legs are weak. His mother can go out, but every time he mentions it, his mother tells him to try harder and let the woman give birth to the child first.

He knew clearly what his mother was thinking. She was simply afraid that if something happened to Liang Xiaoyan, the people from Shangtu Village would come and take revenge. Most of the people in the entire village used to be bandits. Zhang Yiju was also afraid of that, so he wanted his mother to go and beat the drum. At least if someone really wanted revenge on her, he would have an excuse to shirk responsibility.

He really didn't want to put up with that woman anymore, but his mother was unwilling to consider her son's interests.

"Mom, go and report it to the authorities. Liang Xiaoyan's attack on you is extremely disrespectful and she can be sentenced to exile."

Zhang's mother was not stupid. She was not happy that her son was using her as a tool. "You should try harder and let Liang Xiaoyan give birth to a child first."

With a child in their hands, the people of Shangtu Village always have to be cautious.

Seeing his mother still saying this, Zhang Yiju immediately became furious and slapped her, "You are doing this to my mother. Seeing your son suffer and helping the tyrant, then we all have no life left."

After being slapped, Zhang's mother was completely dazed. She looked at her son with disbelief. It took her a long time before she seemed to react and started crying loudly.

He had always been a foul-mouthed person, and now he had no scruples anymore, saying all kinds of nasty things to his own son. His foul language was simply unbearable for a scholar like Zhang Yiju to listen to.

Zhang Yiju regretted the fight, because she was his mother after all. He ran out in a panic and was startled when he saw Liang Xiaoyan standing in the yard and sneering at him.

"What a filial son." Liang Xiaoyan shook her head in disdain: "I, Liang Xiaoyan, really don't like men like you. It's ok to be amiable. I can't let it go too bad. Like your mother said, you try hard. As long as I get pregnant, I will agree to divorce you."

"Really?" Zhang Yiju's eyes lit up.

"Or you can go to the government office and sue me. I will definitely not stop you." Liang Xiaoyan really didn't care at all.

Half of their people in Shangtu Village were bandits, and many of them were recruited into the guard army. What was a charge of filial piety? Even if she crippled all the members of the Zhang family, as long as no one was killed, the county magistrate would not dare to punish her.

After all, being recruited does not mean that one cannot continue to be a bandit. Unless the entire Shangtu Village is massacred, otherwise the officials will have a headache.

Zhang Yiju was just a mere scholar, and she didn't have the ability to be dealt with by the county magistrate.

Zhang Yiju himself was unwilling to go to the authorities, but after hearing Liang Xiaoyan's words, he felt much more at ease. He regretted his behavior even more and hurried back to the house to apologize to his mother.

Zhang's mother was still angry, but she knew her son's character best, so she could only bow to her this once.

"My son." After a shrill wail, the mother and son said nothing more, but just hugged their heads and cried.