The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

To some extent, Xiao Yuer really inherited Yan Zhenshen's personality, such as his stubborn character.

Even though Zhao Guizhi said it countless times, he still reached for the bolt at the door without any help from others.

As soon as Chu Xiao came out of the courtyard, he saw the scenes that Zhao Guizhi had been telling them like a joke over the past few days.

"Is this really my son?" Although Chu Xiao never thought of himself as a very smart person, he was not so presumptuous as to insist on doing something even though he knew it was impossible.

How can it be summed up with just one word "stupid"?

He took two steps forward and pulled out the bolt. Zhao Guizhi was too late to stop him.

Xiao Yu'er, who was still trying to reach the door bolt, suddenly stopped and slowly turned around to see who had done it.

When he saw the face of his little father, he obviously hesitated for two seconds, but finally couldn't help it and burst into tears.

What Chu Xiao admires most is his Xiao Yuer's loud voice. His voice can be heard even in the old house when he shouts in the new house.

As soon as he started crying, the dogs at the old house started barking.

As for the other people in the yard who had not yet gotten up, unless they were as heartless as Yan Zhennan, they would be frightened by such a loud voice.

"I opened the door for you, and you didn't even say thank you and you were crying?" Chu Xiao couldn't understand the confusing behavior of this cub.

But that didn't stop him from threatening a child who had just turned one year old: "If you keep crying, I'll lock up the wolf cub and won't let it play with you."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

It would have been better if he hadn't said it. As soon as he said that, Xiaoyuer cried even harder, and could almost be described as out of breath.

"Why are you still crying?" Chu Xiao, who had hardly any experience in raising children, really didn't know what to do with his little Yu'er. After all, he was still so young. He couldn't be beaten, and he wouldn't listen even if he was talked to.

"You put the bolt on the door for him. He will not allow us to open the door until the wolf cub comes every day."

Normally, when Chu Xiao got up, the wolf cub would have already come over, so he naturally didn't know about this.

"It's a bad habit." Chu Xiao said that he couldn't accept Xiao Yuer being so domineering at such a young age and not allowing others to touch the door bolt, but his hand had already inserted the bolt back.

"If you continue to be so bossy, I'll beat your ass."

Xiao Yuer sniffed in Zhao Guizhi's arms, and looked at Chu Xiao with a pair of big watery eyes still filled with tears.

She pouted her little mouth and looked like she was about to cry again.

"I told you not to go back. If you cry again, you can't blame me."

If Chu Xiao wasn't afraid of disturbing the other people in the family who were resting, he really wouldn't mind letting Xiao Yuer stand there and cry. After all, this guy is strong and it's impossible for him to get hurt by crying.

"Little, Daddy, bad, bad."

While Xiao Yu'er was hiccuping, he did not forget to complain to Zhao Guizhi, but he had too few words to say now, so he could only use the word "bad" to describe Chu Xiao.

"If I'm bad, then you're bad too. That's called following your roots." Chu Xiao would never give in when arguing with his son.

Zhao Guizhi couldn't stop laughing, and she rubbed Xiaoyu'er's back to calm him down, "Alright, alright, little daddy is not a bad guy, and our Xiaoyu'er is also a good kid."

"Bad." Xiao Yuer was not convinced and insisted that Chu Xiao was a bad person.

"Yes, I am bad, so don't get into trouble in the future, or I will let you know why flowers are so red."

"You're talking nonsense." Zhao Guizhi scolded with a smile, then put Xiao Yuer at the door to let him continue playing, and asked Chu Xiao to go to the kitchen with him.

"You didn't have dinner yesterday, you must be hungry now, right?" Zhao Guizhi took two boiled eggs out of the pot: "Sometimes Xiaoyuer asks for something to eat in the morning, so I cook two eggs every day. If you're hungry, eat first. I'll still have time to prepare some for him."

Chu Xiao: "..."

It turns out that the only one or two boiled eggs on the breakfast table every day came from here.

If the little fish eats one, there will be one left. If the little fish doesn’t eat it, there will be two.

I have to say, the treatment his Xiaoyuer receives is so good that even he, the head of the family, cannot compare to it.

The Yan family was in harmony and peace. During breakfast, Chu Xiao even brought a boiled egg to Yan Zhenshen, saying that his son was being filial to him.

Yan Zhenshen gladly accepted it and kissed Xiaoyuer on the cheek hard. As a result, Xiaoyuer, who was hurt by the stubble, also put Yan Zhenshen, his father, on the list of bad guys.

At the same time, the village did not seem as lively as usual.

According to the tradition of Anning Village, when someone dies in the family, the funeral is usually held three days after the body is laid aside. However, there have been so many things going on in the village recently that many things have to be postponed.

If this were winter, Liang Xiaoyan probably wouldn't mind even if it was postponed for a month or so, but the weather hasn't cooled down completely yet.

Zhang's mother's body had been left like this for several days, and it had already shown obvious signs of decay.

"Village chief, we really can't delay any longer." Liang Xiaoyan was also fed up with the stench that came from the yard from time to time, which made her feel nauseous even though she had passed the most severe month of morning sickness.

The food she vomited out does not mean it was all wasted, as it may very likely affect the growth of her baby in her belly.

Liang Xiaoyan naturally didn't want to do something that was not worth the loss: "I can't have a grand ceremony in my current situation. Just find two people to help me dig a hole in the mountain and bury me."

What the farmers care about is to be buried in peace. If Liang Xiaoyan wants to find someone, she can do it herself, but given Zhang Yiju's current situation, if she gets too close to any man, unpleasant things will inevitably spread.

Liang Xiaoyan would not care much about other people's gossip, but she is no longer alone and she has to think about the baby in her belly.

Even if she wanted to find another man, she would have to wait a year or two after Zhang Yiyu died.

As for what the Zhang family said, if you take their property, you will have to be a widow...

Haha, Liang Xiaoyan just wanted to sneer, but there was a gentle look on her face and she touched her belly.

What Zhang family? Her children can never have the surname Zhang. They can only follow her surname Liang.

"Okay, I'll find a few people for you later." The village chief sighed. No one knew which god the Zhang family had angered, so why were family members dying one after another because of this man?

There has been no smoke coming out of Old Man Zhang's chimney for two days, so he must have known that the couple had passed away. He was worried about whether to burn them or collect their bodies.

As for those bandits, the matter has been reported to the county government three days ago, but why haven't the bailiffs come to take the people away yet?

If no one came and wasted food, it would be a small matter. But if someone died from time to time, he was afraid that the plague would be caused again.