The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

If Gu Wang had ulterior motives towards Lin Ge'er, then Zhang Yiming, who was chased and beaten around the village by his mother every winter, did have some bad thoughts.

Just yesterday, his mother invited a matchmaker to come again, but she was so angry that she ran away due to Zhang Yiming's nonsense words.

Liang Xiaoyan, with her big belly, smiled at Zhang Yiming who was pouring water into the water tank: "What your aunt said is right. This man is very stubborn before getting married. After getting married, he will know the benefits of having a wife."

"What's the good or bad thing?" Zhang Yiming patted the water on his hands, looked around and didn't see any towel or anything like that, so he could only wipe them clean on his cotton jacket. Otherwise, in this winter, the weather was so cold, his rough hands would be frozen.

"I told the matchmaker about my requirements yesterday, but she said I was dreaming and that I was not good at anything except dreaming."

Liang Xiaoyan couldn't help but wonder what Zhang Yiming had said to make the matchmaker so angry.

"Tell me, what are your requests?"

Zhang Yiming was not polite. He cleared his throat before speaking: "My requirements are not high. I just want someone who can make money and run the family. At least you can't expect me to support you. If you can support me at the same time, that would be even better."

Before Liang Xiaoyan could comment, he continued counting on his fingers, "I also hope that the other person is well-educated and literate, physically strong and skilled in Kung Fu, generous and understanding."

Not to mention the matchmaker, even Liang Xiaoyan couldn't help but be shocked when she heard it. I'm afraid that wealthy families wouldn't dare to make such a request when choosing a son-in-law. No wonder the matchmaker said he was dreaming.

However, there are candidates who meet these requirements. For example, Dean Qiao should not only meet all the requirements, but may even be better than what Zhang Yiming said.

If you think about the men in their village, there should be quite a few suitable ones.

But if this request were made by a woman...

The corners of Liang Xiaoyan's mouth twitched unconsciously. She felt that the only person who was suitable was probably her mother.

If she was really so filial as to introduce a young husband to her mother, she didn't know whether her father would whip her to death.

"Listen to me, you better wake up." Liang Xiaoyan touched her belly habitually: "It is said that if you marry a man, you will get food and clothing. You are counting on your wife to support you. Aren't you afraid that others will say you are a gigolo?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Zhang Yiming shrugged nonchalantly. "I've been the scum of the village before, so why would I be afraid of being a gigolo? It all depends on whether the other person is willing to let me be the gigolo."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Liang Xiaoyan. With such an obvious look, it was hard for people to play dumb.

Liang Xiaoyan touched her forehead helplessly. She never thought that one day someone would actually target her.

While I felt it was incredible, I also wanted to praise him, saying, "Boy, you have good vision."

It’s just that Zhang Yiming doesn’t quite suit her choice.

"I like people with books." Liang Xiaoyan would not pretend to be ignorant of what others were thinking even though she knew it. Some things were better said openly. Otherwise, this guy would always come to help, which would always make her feel that he was taking advantage of her.

"Study?" Zhang Yiming pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "If you are not in a hurry, just wait for a few years. I dare not say whether I can become a scholar, but if I work hard, I may be able to pass the examination and become a student."

When it comes to studying, Zhang Yiming has to admit that he is not as good as Zhang Yiju. He will definitely have no chance of taking the imperial examination, but if he works hard for a few years, becoming a student shouldn't be too difficult, right?

After all, Zhang Zhenglai's stupid son, who was nothing, could take part in the examination for the title of Tongsheng.

With this in mind, Zhang Yiming, who thought he had a pretty good brain, became even more confident: "I'm not bragging. If my father hadn't been so intent on training that lousy child prodigy Zhang Yiju and hadn't taken me seriously at all, I would have passed the exam eight hundred years ago."

It can be said that Zhang Yiming was not bad at studying since he was young. He was familiar with Thousand Character Classic, Three Character Classic, and Rules for Being a Good Student.

Besides, his father died when he was only ten years old, so he only had a few years of education.

But even so, he still remembers the little things he has learned by heart. What does this mean? It means that his brain is working well.

Liang Xiaoyan didn't expect that this person was so easy to deal with. She was speechless: "I can't support you. After all, I still have to support the baby in my belly."

"Alas, I just did that on purpose to irritate the matchmaker, you can't take it seriously."

Zhang Yiming patted his chest vigorously and said, "Don't worry. I am a man after all. Although I can't guarantee that you will have meat to eat every day, I will never let you go hungry with me."

At this point, he suddenly remembered what he had said to tease his mother before. If he were allowed to get married, he might not be able to let his mother get so much benefit in the future.

Otherwise, there has been a saying since ancient times that a man forgets his mother after marrying a wife. He is really unfilial.

But it shouldn't matter much. After all, what his mother was looking forward to most was to get him married and have children. Look, look, he has achieved everything in one go, marrying one and giving one away as a gift.

"Zhang Yiming, I am your cousin's wife, and the baby in my belly is your cousin's child."

Liang Xiaoyan felt that saying this would definitely dissuade people from doing something, after all, what man would really not care about these things?

If it were true that the young widow had a child, some people would not care, but the child was obviously not born yet. According to the normal man's thinking, as soon as she answered, the next thing he could say was to ask her to abort the child.

Thinking of this, Liang Xiaoyan looked at Zhang Yiming with great interest. She was quite curious about how this guy would react.

If it was as she guessed, she wouldn't mind giving this guy a couple of punches.

This was a child she had worked so hard to get, how could others despise him?

"Ah, I know." Zhang Yiming smiled and looked down at Liang Xiaoyan's belly: "Although I don't like Zhang Yiju, we have the same ancestor after all, so whether it's his or mine, we are still worshipping the same ancestral temple."

These are still human words, but in the next sentence Zhang Yiming repeated his bad habits as a rogue.

Although the murmur was not loud and he immediately realized something was wrong and slapped his mouth, Liang Xiaoyan still heard it.

"Don't they say that nothing tastes better than dumplings, and nothing is more fun than having a sister-in-law?"

Liang Xiaoyan: “…” What should I do if I want to hit someone even more?

"Ah, ah, ah, it was just a slip of the tongue. Don't be angry. I'll leave right away."

Seeing Liang Xiaoyan's face darken, Zhang Yiming was very tactful and retreated while talking. He was not afraid of being beaten, but Miss Liang was pregnant after all, so it was not good for him to keep making people angry.

"I'll come over to get you some water tomorrow afternoon. If you're annoyed by me, remember to go out for a walk."

Before leaving, he did not forget to say something. Liang Xiaoyan felt both angry and amused at Zhang Yiming's self-awareness.

"What a scoundrel." Although she said this, Liang Xiaoyan still couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

If conditions allowed, she would like to go back and talk to her mother about it. Who says that you have to rob men? There are also some who come to you on their own initiative.