The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

"I was just kidding." As the daughter of a bandit leader, Liang Xiaoyan had to see many things more clearly than ordinary women.

If she wanted to live a good life in Anning Village, she naturally couldn't show her cruel side.

But there is no need for the Yan family to pretend. After all, in the eyes of smart people, what she is doing is just the lowest level of showing off.

Besides, for someone like Chu Xiao, it is easier for him to accept something real than something fake.

"What goes around comes around. I have to set an example for my son. How can I steal someone else's man?" Liang Xiaoyan habitually touched her belly and blinked mischievously: "Besides, it's not like I can just steal it if I want to."

Yan Zhennan nodded in agreement with Liang Xiaoyan's last words.

You're right, his daughter Ayun is not someone who can be snatched away by anyone who wants to. After all, to be honest, Yan Zhennan has to be good-looking and have a good figure. He is not only obedient to his wife, but most importantly, he is a good person.

I don't know how many times his wife Ayun has praised him, but I'm afraid there's no man in the entire Anning Town who works harder than him.

The runners from the village who came in the afternoon sent the people away until it was dark. The leader did not forget to give a few more instructions before leaving: "This time Anning Village has made great contributions in suppressing the bandits. Our county magistrate will post a notice at the city gate, and everyone's name will be written on it."

The villagers were extremely surprised when they heard this. Posting a notice on the city gate would definitely bring honor to the family.

"How many days will it take to post it? Can you send the notice to our village when the notice is collected?"

In Anning Village, only the Zhang family has a clan and an ancestral hall. If the list could be given to them, they would certainly put it in the ancestral hall and pass it down from generation to generation. Even after hundreds of years, they, as the ancestors of the Zhang family, can leave something worth talking about for future generations. Isn't this a kind of face?

The leading yamen runner nodded without hesitation: "I will go back and report to the county magistrate and see if I can write an extra copy for you."

After all, when he left, the county magistrate repeatedly warned him that this job must be done well and that Marquis Zunyuan must not be dissatisfied with their county government, otherwise everyone would be in trouble.

So even though the job of collecting corpses for bandits was dirty, smelly and disgusting, the yamen runners still had to face it with a smile and did not dare to be lazy at all.

We cannot say that we will meet all the requests of the people of Anning Village, but we will try our best to meet them.

Watching the yamen runners walk away, the people of Anning Village, who had never said hello to the government, felt relieved and happy at the same time.

The village chief waved his hand and said, "This is a good thing. We will have a big feast in the village in a few days."

An event like this where the entire village celebrates together might only happen once every hundred or eighty years.

Everyone was happy. After this incident, their Anning Village would surely be often mentioned in the surrounding villages.

Whether it's face or not is secondary. What's important is that with a good reputation, will the young men in the village still worry about not being able to find a wife?

Yan Zhennan couldn't sleep that night. The more he looked at his daughter Ayun in the moonlight outside, the more beautiful she seemed to him.

Being stared at in the middle of the night was something even the normally steady Qiao Qingyun found unbearable.

I turned my head slightly to meet those sparkling eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Just once, I have to go to the academy early tomorrow morning, I can't let you toss me around."

Yan Zhennan's eyes lit up when he heard this, but it was only for a moment. He shook his head and said, "The academy has been closed for so long, there must be a lot of things to deal with. You've worked so hard, I won't bother you."

"Yeah." Qiao Qingyun really didn't expect that his clingy dog ​​could actually feel sorry for people. He curled his lips slightly and reached out his hand to pat Yan Zhennan on the head twice: "Be good, then go to sleep quickly."

"But I can't sleep." Yan Zhennan couldn't figure out some things and wanted to talk to his son Ayun, but he felt that his son Ayun was too tired and didn't want to disturb him.

Not to mention that he felt uncomfortable holding it in, the repeated occurrence of this problem caused him, who had a good sleep quality, to suffer from insomnia.

Qiao Qingyun had known for a long time that Yan Zhennan must have something to say, otherwise he would not have seemed hesitant to speak when having dinner at Yan's house.

He just thought that if this guy had any problems, he would have to figure them out on his own for a day or two before coming to him to talk about them. But he never expected that he couldn't help himself at night.

"Tell me why you can't sleep. Did you meet someone today, or hear something?"

When asked by his wife, Yan Zhennan felt a little aggrieved: "Ayun, you really won't marry and have children in the future, will you always be with me?"

Qiao Qingyun was silent for a moment. His silence made Yan Zhennan inexplicably nervous.

Even though he would ask such questions, he was actually very confident in his heart and always felt that he and Ayun were a perfect match.

Otherwise, why would two good men not want to get married but get together?

This kind of thing that goes against the will of the world, unless the person is mentally ill, is definitely a marriage destined by heaven.

Yan Zhennan felt that he was quite normal, not to mention his own son Ayun. How could someone with an abnormal brain become a teacher?

But no matter how confident he was, he couldn't help feeling nervous when he met the silent Qiao Qingyun.

"Why don't you say anything? Do you have anything else in mind?"

Seeing that Yan Zhennan could no longer lie down in disbelief, he sat up and stared down at him, as if he was going to pounce on him and bite him if Qiao Qingyun didn't speak.

Qiao Qingyun sighed helplessly, "I was just wondering if I did something wrong that made you ask this question."

"It's not that you're not good, it's that you're too good." With the response, Yan Zhennan relaxed again and threw himself into Qiao Qingyun's arms like a big dog.

"Look, you have achievements, knowledge, and abilities. Not only are you smart, you're also good-looking. When you put on that long robe, I wonder how many women will have the same idea as me."

Qiao Qingyun didn't even need to ask, he could almost guess that this person would not be able to say anything good next.

Just as he thought, Yan Zhennan chuckled twice: "I really want to take it off for you, and do this to you."

"No one would have this idea except you." Qiao Qingyun rubbed the hair of the big dog on his body.

"Why do you say no? Someone was thinking about you right in front of me today."

Thinking of Liang Xiaoyan, Yan Zhennan still felt a little indignant. Even if she said it was a joke, which man could tolerate others making fun of his wife?

If Liang Xiaoyan wasn't a woman, but a pregnant woman whose husband had just died, he would definitely...

He, it seems like there's nothing he can do.

"What did he say?" Qiao Qingyun became interested. He wondered who could make Yan Zhennan feel fearful.

"She told me to give you to her." Yan Zhennan snorted and said, "You wish for that. I won't give you to her."