The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Zhao Guizhi went around the village early the next morning. As for who she told about the possible plague and how she told it, Chu Xiao didn't ask much.

Anyway, once someone brings up this kind of thing, it will spread in no time. It's up to the individual whether to believe it or not. It's not something the Yan family can control.

The weather is hot now, and many old ladies and old men like to cool off under the big tree at the entrance of the village. When Zhao Guizhi went there, she saw an old lady showing off some fine silk fabrics.

The farmers had never seen such fine material before, and they unconsciously touched it carefully a few times.

Seeing Zhao Guizhi coming over, they called out to her and asked her to come over and take a look. "Old Fourth Yan, come and take a look. Which one is better, this one or the one your little grandson is wearing?"

Last year, the little silk dress that Xiao Yuer wore at her full-moon banquet was talked about a lot by the villagers. They also said that the Yan family was really rich, as they could use such good material to make clothes for a little kid.

This little baby is growing day by day, and most of the families in the village dress him in old clothes. Even if the clothes are newly made, they will be made bigger and the trouser legs and sleeves will be sewn up. In this way, when the baby grows up, he can be put outside and can wear them for several years.

Some people in the village are envious, so naturally some people think he is a spendthrift, and some even say sour words.

The Yan family knew a lot of people and didn't know how much fabric was needed to make a piece of clothing for the little baby. They might have extra fabric from a certain family, and they would pick it up like a treasure to make clothes for the little baby. They would also feel comfortable showing it off everywhere.

The woman named Zhao Guizhi was a woman in the village who loved to say sour words. She raised her eyebrows deliberately when she said this, as if she had something good in her hands and could suppress the Yan family.

Unfortunately, the fabric was not hers. But that didn't matter. As long as she could feel happy for a while, she would be satisfied.

Zhao Guizhi walked over and took a look. There were seven or eight pieces of good cloth, but they looked strange, as if they had been washed many times and the color had faded a lot.

"This is the bad thing about silk. You have to be careful when washing it, and don't leave it in the sun when drying it, otherwise the color will change."

Zhao Guizhi said this because she felt it was a pity to see such good material turned out like this, and she wanted to share some of her own experience, but when someone heard it, the meaning changed.

"Alas, the sister of the Yan family is really knowledgeable. We village women can't compare to her. Good materials will be wasted when they get them. Besides, we are all rough people and we can't use such precious fabrics. It's better to sell it to the sister of the Yan family at a lower price so that she can take it back and make a few more clothes. After all, this good fabric can't be worn only by the little baby. Now that we are rich, the whole family should wear better clothes."

Zhao Guizhi could hear the sarcasm in the woman's words, but she didn't argue with her: "I'm busy in and out of the house every day, and I have to be careful not to get this cotton dress too dirty when I wear it. If I wear such fine material, I'm afraid I won't dare to go into the kitchen. I have so many mouths to feed in my family, and I can't let them all go hungry because of a piece of clothing."

After she said this jokingly, the women couldn't help laughing and started talking about changing the topic.

A woman covered her lips and chuckled, "That's true. I was thinking that my son would not have to work around the stove after he got married, but the head of the family said that after she got used to the food I cooked, my wife would have some free time."

Another woman chimed in: "My daughter-in-law is quite willing to go into the kitchen, but I really can't say enough about her cooking skills."

Everyone was talking excitedly, so Zhao Guizhi shook out the cloth and wanted to help fold it and put it away.

It's fine if you don't unfold it, but once you unfold it you can find that there are damages in many places.

Zhao Guizhi looked at the woman who said those sour words with some displeasure, "This cloth is all torn, and you want to sell it without explaining it clearly. How can you be so mean?"

"How could I be so mean? I didn't know the fabric was damaged." The sour woman rolled her eyes at Zhao Guizhi and said, "Besides, the fabric is not mine. I'm just giving you my opinion. If you don't buy it or sell it, I won't get any benefit."

At this time, an old woman took the material from Zhao Guizhi's hand with some embarrassment: "This is what my son fished out of the river a few days ago. He said that there are always things floating in the big river south of the county town recently."

When Zhao Guizhi heard that it was something fished out of the river, she felt uncomfortable with her hands that had touched the cloth, and she rubbed them hard on the hem of the clothes several times.

"It's a pity to damage such good material, but my son also salvaged some wooden basins and barrels, as well as a large painted table. It's several times bigger than the table we usually eat on. Even an ox cart couldn't fit it, and it took a lot of effort to pull it back."

The old woman seemed to have thought of something when she said this, and looked up at Zhao Guizhi again: "Hey, Yan's, your second son is not a carpenter, and that big table really takes up too much space. Ask him to come to our house when he is free. If he can use the good material, he can take it. If not, please help me think about whether I can change it into something else."

Zhao Guizhi knew without thinking where the things in the river came from. If a large table could be washed away, it was obvious that the people would not be much better.

Zhao Guizhi originally came to the village for a tour because of something that might cause an epidemic. How could she let her son touch the unknown object in the river? But she couldn't say it too directly either.

"My second son has taken on a few more jobs recently. If you're not in a hurry, I'll let him go after he finishes his work."

As for when I will be done, we will have to wait and see.

The old woman didn't care and continued to say this with a smile, "My son brought several men from the village to fish for things today. I wonder what they can bring back?"

The old woman was hiding her good things a few days ago, not wanting anyone to know that her family had gotten something good. If she did, the villagers would be concerned about it, and then her family would be at a loss.

But yesterday her son came back in the middle of the night and said that there were more and more things and she couldn't fish them all out, so she decided to call the villagers to join her, so that she could also show off the things.

"Yan's family, your eldest son is back from hunting. If he has nothing to do, he can go with my family tomorrow. He is strong and capable, and he will definitely find more good things than my son."

"He is very tired from hunting, so he should take a good rest." Zhao Guizhi refused again. She originally wanted to remind these people about the plague.

But after hearing what the old lady said, one can tell with one's toes that if she said it now, those people who went to salvage the fish would definitely not believe it. What's worse, they might even scold her for not being able to bear to see others living better than her family.

Zhao Guizhi did not stay any longer, but went to chat with a few acquaintances about family matters, and also mentioned the matter of chicken plague in a tactful way. Finally, she casually said that she heard that many people had died in other counties, and it was as hot as today, what would happen if the bodies were not contained and became smelly.