The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

In fact, this place is not far from the river, which is understandable. Since the house should be built close to the river, if it is far away, cooking and fetching water will be exhausting, not to mention washing.

After leaving the thatched hut and walking south, there is a river about four or five meters wide about two or three hundred meters away. The lush weeds by the river are more than half a person tall, but a large section has been cleared and paved with several large flat stones.

"If you need to wash anything in the future, come here, because the big yellow and big black always hang around here, there are not many wild animals. There are wolves about ten miles to the west, and to the north is the Wild Boar Ridge, where there are many wild boars. They will come here in winter, so don't run around."

Yan Zhen squatted down, waiting for Chu Xiao to take out the water tank to clean it, and gave him some instructions.

Chu Xiao took out the water tank and put it in the water. He pointed at the big rocks on the ground and asked with a smile, "What do you think? If I put a hundred or eighty of these big rocks in the space and smash them on wild boars when I see them, can I kill them?"

Yan Zhenshen: “…” Can it actually be done this way?

Seeing that he was in deep thought, Chu Xiao stopped teasing him and soaked the sheets in water and scrubbed them.

After a while, Yan Zhenshen cleaned the water tank and planned to send it back first. Chu Xiao told him to fill it with water and he could take it back later.

He did not object, filled the water tank half full, and started collecting dry firewood nearby.

After Chu Xiao washed the sheets, he also picked up a large pile of dry firewood. Chu Xiao moved to the space, and the two of them walked back empty-handed.

Since her husband was doing all the physical work, Yan Zhenshen suddenly felt like a gigolo.

After going back to light the fire and waiting for the water to boil, Chu Xiao asked Yan Zhenshen to prepare the pheasant as he was going to make chicken soup tonight.

Although Chu Xiao learned how to cook from Zhao Guizhi, he had only tried it once and the food was too salty. This time he planned to show off his cooking skills.

While waiting for the chicken, Chu Xiao once again searched for Chu Xiaoxiao's cooking memories, but unfortunately, Chu Xiaoxiao usually cooked very simple meals at home.

He was not needed when stewing chicken or cooking meat because Li Xiulan was afraid that he would steal some. Even worse, she didn't plan to give him any. Most of the time, Li Xiulan would chase him out when she cooked.

When he came back, there was no trace of meat. There was only some soup left, which was left for him because Li Xiulan was too lazy to wash the dishes.

But fortunately Zhao Guizhi had told him once, so he still remembered most of it. He cut the meat into pieces, blanched it in water, put it in the pot and stewed it, then put some red dates, some salt, some ginger and garlic cloves, covered the pot and waited.

Half an hour later, Chu Xiao opened the lid of the pot with great interest, looked at the chicken with only a little water in the pot, and fell silent.

Yan Zhenshen ran out and picked up some firewood. As soon as he came in, he saw Chu Xiao staring at the pot in a daze. He walked closer and didn't know what to say. He wondered whether he needed to comfort his young husband.

"It should be cooked." Yan Zhenshen seemed to be trying to find something to say: "How about serving it out, or adding some water?"

Chu Xiao turned his head and glared at him. This man came back at a really bad time. He didn't even give him time to figure out a solution. How come there was only the chicken left of his chicken soup? Where was the soup?

Just as Chu Xiao was hesitating, the last bit of water dried up and a sizzling sound came from the bottom of the pot.

Yan Zhenshen said helplessly: "It seems to be a mess."

Chu Xiao was so angry that he didn't know what went wrong. But now was not the time to be fussy about it, so he quickly served the chicken. However, the bottom was still slightly black, obviously it was burnt.

Yan Zhenshen tilted his head to look at the blazing flames in the stove and said, "Didn't mother tell us to simmer the soup over low heat?"

Chu Xiao was stunned. He didn’t remember whether he had said it or not.

"How about I cook for you from now on?" Yan Zhenshen offered his suggestion.

"No." Chu Xiao rejected it immediately: "I can do it. I can definitely learn it."

"Yeah." Yan Zhenshen didn't want to discourage his husband, so he walked out with the chicken: "Come out and eat."

I thought it was a failure, but the chicken without soup turned out to be very good. This pheasant must have grown up this year, and the meat is not dry but very tender.

Yan Zhenshen ate with great relish and even praised her husband for his delicious cooking.

The eaten bones were thrown to the hunting dogs, and they also chewed them with a loud crunching sound.

Chu Xiao was very proud of being recognized suddenly. What is this? This is innovation.

After dinner, Yan Zhenshen walked around the neighborhood as usual, but this time he was holding his husband's hand instead of being alone.

After making sure that no wild animals had accidentally entered the area, the two returned to the thatched hut.

Unlike when they were at Yan's house, there were only the two of them in this entire deep mountain. Although Yan Zhenshen was already a little tired, he felt a little distracted when he thought of this.

Chu Xiao noticed that the other person's breathing was a little strange, so he tilted his head and asked, "Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zhenshen didn't reply, but turned over and pressed the person down, followed by a lot of kisses.

"I won't go hunting tomorrow, tonight..." Yan Zhenshen could do it, but he couldn't say it directly when asked for sex.

Chu Xiao felt his heat, relaxed his body, and hummed softly, welcoming the storm that the man brought him.

Maybe it was because there was no one here and there was no need to suppress anything, both of them felt that this time was extremely enjoyable.

After walking for a whole day and going through this, Chu Xiao was so tired that he almost fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Yan Zhenshen fetched some water and cleaned the two of them up briefly, then climbed onto the kang, hugged his young husband into his arms, and sighed with satisfaction.

When they woke up, the sun was already slanting in the east. Chu Xiao took a look, but he still couldn't rely on the sun to tell the time: "Brother Shen, what time is it?"

"About 9 o'clock." Yan Zhenshen replied.

Chu Xiao started counting on his fingers again and realized it was between nine and eleven o'clock. No wonder he was feeling a little hot.

Chu Xiao scratched the mosquito bite on his arm, took out some dry mugwort from the space, ate a meal that he wasn't sure whether it was breakfast or lunch, lit the mugwort, and walked around the house.

The hound seemed to dislike the smell and ran out of the yard early.

Yan Zhenshen just remembered something at this moment, and took out a large bag of powder, sprinkled some around the fence outside the yard, and then sprinkled some around the front and back of the house. When he had finished the whole bag, he said, "I forgot about the anthelmintic medicine that my mother bought yesterday."

Normally he would not be so careful when going up the mountain. His skin was thick and rough, and the insects would not be able to bite him. But her husband had delicate skin and tender flesh, which attracted mosquitoes.

"Next time you go to the county town, ask Doctor Hu to prepare some mosquito repellent for you and put it in a sachet." Yan Zhenshen touched the bag on Chu Xiao's arm.

The mosquito bite became even more itchy when scratched by the calloused hands.

He glared at the man in reproach.

This look seemed both coquettish and angry, and it made Yan Zhenshen's heart surge. He felt indescribable, as if a small brush was brushing across his heart, making him feel itchy and tingling.