The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

As soon as Yan Sanmei came out of the kitchen, she was pulled to the west room by Zhao Guizhi. Yan Zhengdao also hurriedly slid his wheelchair to the window to eavesdrop.

"Third sister, your brothers are not here right now, so tell mother what you think first."

Yan Sanmei blinked her eyes, showing a rare shyness, with her little face flushed. As someone who had experienced this, Zhao Guizhi could understand it.

"Just marry me. Didn't Xiaobei say that he will be a high official in the future? So whether I marry or marry someone else, I won't be wronged. What's more, I still have Brother Xiao. If the man surnamed He bullies me, I will let Brother Xiao show his divine power and chop him into charcoal."

"Nonsense." Zhao Guizhi pushed Yan Sanmei's forehead unhappily: "Don't say such things again in the future."

"I know, mother." Yan Sanmei hugged Zhao Guizhi's arm and said coquettishly, "This is the biggest secret of our Yan family."

"Are you really going to get married?" Zhao Guizhi knew Yan Sanmei well. She knew that she was always tight-lipped and would never say anything that she shouldn't. So she didn't worry about Chu Xiao's matter, but confirmed the marriage issue with her again.

Yan Sanmei nodded and whispered, "He Changliu is pretty good."

Not to mention anything else, she would remember her if there was any new food, and would give her interesting objects to play with first. Of course, she must have chosen He Changliu for more than just these reasons.

The main reason was that He Changliu was not a pedantic person. She once casually mentioned that she wanted to raise a lot of chickens and ducks in the future. Not only did He Changliu not object, he also suggested that his cook could make cakes, so she could take the eggs to him and make cakes from them to sell, which would earn more money.

Although the third sister sometimes feels that He Changliu is too used to relying on others for many things, no one is perfect. It doesn't matter if he has poor hands-on skills, at least his brain is good. Look, she just mentioned raising chickens, but he has already figured out how to deal with the eggs, and by the way, he didn't forget to take advantage of his parents.

Outside the house, Yan Zhengdao sighed suddenly, and after saying that girls cannot be kept when they grow up, he stopped eavesdropping. He decided to go out and play chess, otherwise he would inevitably have wild thoughts at home.

He Changliu has been sitting at the gate staring eagerly ever since his mother took the servants and the maids out of the house, and was laughed at by his brother who was out on business.

"How can you be so useless? You are blocking the way like a wife-watching rock. If she doesn't like you, then she doesn't like you. Hurry up and get out of the way. I'm going out. Why don't you go back to your yard and lie down? Can you move to the side?"

He Changliu moved his butt slightly and immediately started to cry out: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts the wound."

The eldest brother of the He family never had a temper with his younger brother, so he shook his head helplessly: "Okay, okay, you just sit in the middle and I'll go around."

"Where are you going?" He Changliu looked up at his elder brother. "Today is an important day that will determine my fate. Don't you think you should participate?"

"I haven't participated yet. Do you know how many shop assistants my mother has asked to leave? If I don't go, how can I expect you to do their work?"

He Changliu immediately put on a flattering smile: "Thank you for your hard work, brother."

The eldest brother of the He family rolled his eyes at him, walked around and waved his hand: "It's OK, just know it, don't bother me anymore in the future."

As soon as the eldest brother of the He family left, He Changliu continued to wait anxiously until near noon, when he saw He's mother slowly walking towards him in the bright sunshine, as if she was covered in holy light.

"Mom, you've worked hard. Come into the yard quickly and I'll ask someone to pour you some cold tea." He Changliu's injuries had not fully healed yet, so he didn't dare to move too much, but he still symbolically supported his old mother.

He's mother pushed away the hand that He Changliu extended to her: "No, no, no, I'm afraid you'll get too excited and throw me down again."

"Did the Yan family agree?" He Changliu's eyes were filled with surprise, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed: "I knew that in Anning Town, there was nothing that Madam He couldn't accomplish."

"Don't brag, it didn't work." Mother He said gloatingly, "You thought you were great just because you passed the imperial examination. It's a pity that there are people who don't like your status as an imperial scholar."

He Changliu didn't believe his mother and looked at the maid behind her: "Aunt Wu, you watched me grow up, you definitely wouldn't lie to me. Did the Yan family really not agree?"

"I didn't agree." Aunt Wu nodded, and He Changliu instantly showed an expression that looked like he was about to cry, looking aggrieved like a child.

"However, the Yan family did not refuse and said they would still discuss it."

He Changliu: “…” Can’t you just say it in one breath? Do you think his external injuries are not enough and want to make him vomit out some internal injuries?

Seeing her son's changing expression, He's mother's mood suddenly improved. She raised her right hand and said, "What are you standing there for? Help your mother in to drink some herbal tea."

"My injury hasn't healed yet." He Changliu groaned, "Let Aunt Wu help you."

On the one hand, she makes fun of him, and on the other hand, she asks him to serve her. She really thinks he is a filial son and grandson.

"Forget it, I'm thinking of going to the Yan family to ask in a few days, but it seems like you don't really need it..."

"Mom, please walk slowly." Before He's mother could finish her words, He Changliu had already held his mother's arm attentively: "I still need you to take care of my son's marriage."

He's mother snorted. Other people's families forget about their mothers after they get married. But in their family, it's different. Before the daughter-in-law even gets married, she, as a mother, has to stand aside.

It was noon and the sun was strong, so Chu Xiao brought Xiao Yuer back early. As soon as he entered the door, Yan Zhenshen also drove a ox cart into the yard.

"I'm back." Chu Xiao was busy changing Xiaoyuer's clothes, asking her to raise her hands and legs. Xiaoyuer was a little confused by what he was doing.

However, although he was confused, Xiaoyuer often played with Dongdong and learned to be particularly fond of asking questions.

"Daddy, is Uncle Gu Pan going to marry a new uncle?" Xiao Yu'er asked without hearing Chu Xiao asking him to lift his feet. Chu Xiao was so angry that he slapped him on the butt: "If you don't wear your pants properly, then you can be naked and watch others laugh at you instead of you."

Xiao Yu'er tilted his head slightly: "Dad was also naked last night, and Xiao Yu'er didn't laugh at you."

Chu Xiao: "You are talking nonsense."

"No, I saw it. Daddy said it was a secret, but Daddy laughed at me. I don't want to keep it a secret for you."

Chu Xiao turned around and looked at Yan Zhenshen, the culprit: "Is this true?"

Yan Zhenshen was slightly embarrassed: "He sneaked over here last night, and you were already asleep."

Chu Xiao: “…” What should I do if she not only wants to beat the child, but also her own man?

"Dad won't laugh at Xiaoyuer, and Xiaoyuer won't laugh at you either, okay?" Xiaoyuer blinked his innocent big eyes and tried to negotiate.

Chu Xiao smiled and said, "Yan Xinyu, if you dare to threaten your father, you will lose your little butt today."

Xiao Yuer's eyes widened instantly, and he used his short legs to run towards Yan Zhenshen: "Daddy, you have to protect Xiao Yuer."

Chu Xiao did not stop him, but turned around and raised an eyebrow at Yan Zhenshen: "Brother Shen?"

"I'm going to the backyard to unload the cattle cart. Xiaoyuer, you be good." Yan Zhenshen looked at his son with some sympathy. If he was more obedient, he might get a lighter beating.