The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Zhao Guizhi didn't say it so directly, but those who understood would think about it in that direction, but if those who didn't understand it, she wouldn't just say it.

After all, she was just a village woman, and she knew best that people like them just wanted to live a peaceful life. What's worse, those who were closely related to her only wanted to hear good things and not bad things.

If she directly said that it might cause a plague, even those who were on good terms with her would call her a bad-mouthed person.

On the other hand, Yan Zhenshen was much more direct. Before going to the county town, he found Wang Wu and only said to him, "I heard from the Beishan mansion that it will cause a plague, so you should be careful."

While Wang Wu was still confused and unable to digest this sudden news, Yan Zhenshen had already driven a ox cart to the county town.

When they arrived at the county town, Qiao Qingyun told him about the matter before he even needed to say anything, and then asked Yan Zhennan, who had heard the news and rushed over overnight, to make a large purchase.

The two brothers of the Yan family went shopping, and then he returned to the college to announce the holiday.

The one-month suspension of classes at Gudao Academy really attracted a lot of attention. For a time, the entire county was wondering why he did this.

The smarter ones naturally noticed something was wrong, and various speculations naturally linked it to the plague. However, only a few people believed it after all, and most people still held on to the hope that the danger was far away from them.

The number of men from Anning Village who went to the river to salvage things has increased from just a few to more than a dozen. They pulled the things back in ox carts. People from other villages saw them and inexplicably formed a competitive relationship with them.

You fish here, and I'll go further upstream.

But the good times didn’t last long. Within just four or five days, there were only a few pieces of furniture left to salvage from the river, and bodies began to float up from the bottom of the river.

After being exposed to the sun, a foul odor seemed to infect the entire river area.

Those who heard the news later originally planned to come and take advantage of the situation, but what they saw was such a tragic scene.

Before I got too close, I could already hear the sound of vomiting, which scared me so much that I just screamed like hell.

Wang Wu always believed what Yan Zhenshen said. After getting the letter, he went to Gu Pan and told him about the matter. After discussing it, the two decided that it would be better to believe it than not.

Farmers usually save enough food for a year, so they don't have to work hard on this. But if this plague is real, the most worrying thing is that people who don't have enough food will come to steal.

Losing something is no big deal, but if it carries an epidemic disease, it can be contagious, so the first thing to do is to strengthen the walls and gates of your home.

In the next few days, the two of them started to work on these things. Although Gu Pan's younger brother Gu Wang used to dislike the way his elder brother was bullied by Zhang Erni, his prejudice against his elder brother has been reduced a lot since the two of them divorced.

After hearing his elder brother say that they were going to build a wall, Gu Wang, who had originally wanted to go with them to salvage some things, gave up the idea and stayed at home to work obediently.

Zhang Yiming, who had been there for a day and brought back some broken wood, came over to help when he saw them busy.

I also want to complain that most of the furniture in the river was damaged. I don't know why those people were so ignorant that they treated it as a treasure and almost got into a fight.

When Wang Wu talked about the possible origins of those things, Zhang Yiming's face was distorted, and it took him a long time to utter: "Fortunately, I can't swim, I just used bamboo to hook it on the shore."

But even so, he now felt unwell all over and stopped helping with the work. He took all the broken wood to the open space at the entrance of the village and threw it away, then hurried home to take a shower.

He rubbed his face inside and out and used two soap beads before he felt a little better. When he finished washing, Aunt Zhang deliberately joked that she had never seen him so clean since he was a child.

Zhang Yiming, who loved cleanliness for the first time, had a nightmare at night. The broken wood in the river disappeared little by little, and when he blinked, he saw a lot of corpses, all smiling at him with a pair of eyes without pupils.

He was so scared that he couldn't sleep alone for several nights. He would rather sleep on the floor in his mother's room. His mother laughed at him again, "You are such a big man, and you come to me when you have a nightmare."

Zhang Yiming would never admit it: "I just felt that the weather was too hot and it was cooler to sleep on the floor."

"Why don't you go to your room and fight?"

Zhang Yiming continued to be stubborn: "Your house is bigger than mine, so it's naturally cooler than mine."

Aunt Zhang sighed, "I asked you to get married but you don't want to. If I die one day, who can you blame if you have nightmares again?"

Zhang Yiming was a little unhappy: "What's the matter with death? Stop saying those depressing words."

Aunt Zhang sighed again.

Zhang Yiming sighed, "How can an old lady like you worry so much? Your son is not very capable, but you can feed two mouths and still have meat to eat from time to time. If there are more mouths, do you think it would be better for you to have less meat or for me?"

Aunt Zhang: “…” Why do you suddenly feel that none of them are good?

Zhang Yiming, who had once again confused his mother, continued: "Anyway, I can't let myself suffer. If you still let me get married, then I can only be an unfilial son and feed you wild vegetable porridge every day. After all, if I get married, I have to be responsible for others. Mom, I really wronged you."

"How dare you." Aunt Zhang was so angry that she sat up from the kang, took the small broom used to sweep the kang and threw it at Zhang Yiming: "Do you wish I would die sooner every day?"

Zhang Yiming was hit on the calf and groaned, "Look, I just said it casually, why are you so angry? I said I won't get married, so naturally you have to bear the grievance."

"That's better." Aunt Zhang had just laid down when she suddenly felt something was wrong. She sat up again in anger, pointing at her son who was sleeping on the floor and started scolding him, "You little bastard, are you making fun of me?"

Zhang Yiming saw his mother realized what was happening, so he couldn't help but hold back his laughter. He then pretended to yawn and said, "I'm so sleepy. Go to sleep quickly. Otherwise, it will be all your fault if I can't get up tomorrow. Don't accuse me of being lazy again."

Zhang's mother was almost mad at her son. How could she sleep at night? She thought over and over again and couldn't figure out who this bastard took after and why he was so erratic.

I even wondered if he was mixed up with another child when he was taken out as a child, but then I thought about other men of similar age in the village.

Forget it, no matter how you look at it, his son is better. Apart from anything else, his appearance... is still acceptable.

Ability... at least he can act like a rogue and won't be bullied by others.

Responsibility... As long as she doesn't marry him off, she won't lose her as a mother.

After thinking about it, it turned out that the marriage was not going to happen. Aunt Zhang was confused again. Did she want a daughter-in-law and an eldest grandson, or more meat?

Aunt Zhang, who gave birth to such a wicked son, sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it, let's eat meat first."