The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

When the two arrived at Yan's house, Yan Zhennan had already started making furniture in the open space outside the yard. Due to the tight time and heavy workload, the wood he bought was planed and air-dried.

Chu Xiao didn't go into the yard when he came back. He and Yan Zhenbei, one big and one small, squatted there to watch the novel.

Because the furniture at that time all had mortise and tenon structures and a combination of concave and convex connection methods, the craftsmanship was more delicate and complicated.

As it was getting dark, Yan Zhennan finally reached the assembly step. Chu Xiao stared almost without blinking, watching as a few pieces of wood were turned into a table after being hammered, and then a chair appeared.

Chu Xiao and Yan Zhenbei both clapped and cheered, making Yan Zhennan's face turn red.

Even when Zhao Guizhi called them to eat, Yan Zhennan was still a little embarrassed with his face red, but everyone thought he was hot, and no one thought that a grown man could be so shy.

After dinner, Yan Zhengdao also went out to look at the wood, and then said with satisfaction, "Old Second's craftsmanship is pretty good now. It's not like before when he made a stool with four legs of different lengths."

Yan Zhennan: “…” There is no way to refute.

"The furniture will be ready in the next two days. It's time to order the pork and fish, and buy some wine. As for the cook, just call Wang Wu's mother. His cooking skills have always been very good."

"Okay, I'll go and invite you." Yan Zhenshen replied.

Farmers usually get married in spring or winter. It is more troublesome to hold a wedding in summer because the weather is hot and nothing can be kept. Things that have been ordered in advance have to be picked up early in the morning on the wedding day. In winter, it is also okay to do it a few days in advance.

"Also..." Yan Zhengdao sighed, "You still need to call your uncles and aunts when you get married this time. Although there were some estrangements before, you will be laughed at if you get married without any relatives."

"Okay, I'll let you know tomorrow."

Chu Xiao clearly felt that the person next to him was in a depressed mood, so he reached out and held that big hand.

Yan Zhenshen glanced at him and held his hand tighter.

Yan Zhenshen's grandparents gave birth to six children in total, four boys, one girl and a little brother. His father was the fourth child. His uncle now lives in the neighboring Lijia Village, which is the village where Li Xiulan's mother's family is.

My second uncle lived in the county town and was considered a live-in son-in-law. It wasn't that my grandparents didn't want him to find a wife at the time, but he fell in love with the only daughter of the owner of a cloth shop, so he had to marry into the family.

The third aunt married a little far away, and it took most of the day to get there by ox cart, but her husband was a peddler, and he would always make several trips to Anning Town a year. He was the only person who had contact with her family now.

My fifth uncle lives nearby, in Anning Village, but it’s almost the same as if he doesn’t exist. After all, the two families have no contact with each other at all.

As for my uncle, he is a rebellious guy. Although he is a young man, he always dresses like a man. He left home at the age of fifteen, saying that he wanted to go out and see the world, and then he never came back.

Yan Zhenshen was only four or five years old when he left home. Now more than ten years have passed, and he probably is no longer in this world.

"I wrote a letter to your third aunt a few days ago and asked your second brother to send it to her."

Yan Zhenshen responded, "Then I will ask Wang Wu to go to Lijia Village tomorrow to inform the eldest uncle. It's just in time to order meat and wine tomorrow. I will go and inform the second uncle."

"I'll go and greet the villagers. Those who have regular dealings with us can still come. We've managed to organize a banquet with great difficulty, so don't be too stingy. Let's have fifteen tables." Zhao Guizhi finally made the decision.

No one mentioned the matter of his fifth uncle. After all, they all lived in the same village, so he would be able to arrive without being notified.

The days passed quickly in the busyness. Zhao Guizhi originally thought that not many people would come to the banquet, but unexpectedly, after the village chief called out, the number of people who agreed to come exceeded her expectations.

The day before the wedding banquet, the Yan family's small courtyard was extremely lively. Wang Wu called several young men to help set up the stove, borrow tables, chairs and benches, and even pulled the family's ox cart over.

Ox carts went in and out one after another. Yan Zhenshen and Yan Zhennan also worked with them. Zhao Guizhi greeted and received the people who came, and the third sister was responsible for serving tea and water.

Chu Xiao and Yan Zhenbei stared at each other, and finally decided to go to the backyard to feed the rabbits.

At noon, Wang Wuniang and Zhao Guizhi cooked a meal together to entertain the people who came to help. Chu Xiao did not go out, but ate in the house with the two children.

After dinner, Yan Zhenshen walked into the room and met Chu Xiao's eyes. One of them had a smile on his face, while the other frowned as if he was struggling.

"Brother Shen, is there anything I can help you with?" Chu Xiao asked.

"Xiao brother." Yan Zhenshen hesitated for a while before saying, "According to the rules, we need to offer sacrifices to our ancestors a few days before the wedding."

Chu Xiao nodded but didn't move: "What is ancestor worship?"

"It means to burn incense at the graves of deceased relatives and tell them that you are getting married."

Yan Zhenshen explained it to him and then asked, "Do you want to go?"

Chu Xiao continued to nod: "Yes, I will go."

He stood up and took out the old clothes he was wearing when he came here from the box. He folded them carefully before turning back and saying, "Don't you all believe in being buried in peace here? Although I have taken over Chu Xiaoxiao's body, I still want to... make a..."

Before he could finish, Yan Zhenshen said, "Okay, build a cenotaph next to his parents' graves."

Chu Xiao smiled: "Brother Shen really understands me. I even suspect that you have installed a bug in my head."

Sometimes Yan Zhenshen only half understood what was said to him, but he could react to some extent. He didn't say anything, but just smiled and touched his head.

Taking advantage of this free time, Yan Zhenshen took some incense, candles, paper money and went with his young husband to pay tribute to Mr. and Mrs. Chu.

They are getting married tomorrow. When I meet anyone on the street, I will say congratulations to them. Then when I see the things in their baskets, I know what they are going to do and I can't help but sigh.

The Chu family has no ancestral tomb, and the areas close to the village have been reclaimed into land, so most people in the village are buried at the foot of the West Mountain, which the villagers call Xiangyang Bay.

Because people go to Xiangyang Bay to worship all year round, the road there is flat and it only takes a quarter of an hour to get there.

Chu Xiao found the place based on his memory. Neither of them spoke a word, but just lit the incense and candles silently.

Yan Zhenshen took out a hoe and started digging a hole nearby. Chu Xiao just sat there looking at the two mounds of earth, not knowing what to say.

After a long while, he spoke in a low voice: "I have never seen you, nor have I seen Chu Xiaoxiao, but now I have to take his place and live on."

He sighed and continued, "I sent him to you. You must take good care of him. He has suffered a lot. And... I'm sorry for occupying your son's body."

After saying that, he began to burn paper money. A breeze blew by, and the flames flickered, but did not blow away the burnt ashes.

Chu Xiao smiled and said softly, "Thank you."