A Happy Event in a Farming Family: Marrying a Hunter

The couple went inside, and the yard was so quiet that they could hear the squeals of the pigs in the pigsty in the backyard.

"I'm going to the Li family's house to take a look!" the old lady said, and was about to leave.

"Come back!" Yunlai said, his tone colder than ever before. "The Li family's plan is for the good of both families. If you pass the autumn examination, both sides will have face. There's no rush. When Lan'er comes back later, we'll persuade her properly."

Despite saying that, he still felt uncomfortable inside.

It was as if he had offered his warm face to someone's cold backside. After saying a few words, Yunlai didn't linger and went back to his own room.

The family's joy vanished in an instant. Seeing this, Widow Wang felt it was no longer appropriate to stay. She said she had something to do at home, and as she left, her eyes darted around, meeting Yun Gui's gaze.

"Yunlan has disappeared somewhere. Chunzhi, let's go look for her together."

Grandma Yun, seeing that it was almost time to cook, and Zhao Chunzhi was still going out, got angry and said irritably, "What? You're all leaving, aren't you going to eat at home?"

Zhao Chunzhi was so nauseous that she had no choice but to obediently go back to cook dinner.

Yun Gui was overjoyed. He made an excuse to go out and wandered around the neighborhood for a while, but he couldn't find Widow Wang.

Where did that shameful woman go?

Feeling bored, Yun Gui remembered that his parents-in-law had secretly slipped Chunzhi some silver when they last visited. So he went back and dug out the silver from a hole under a worn-out shoe under the bed.

With this money, Xiao Cui from Zui Hong Lou will surely behave herself tonight.

Thinking of this, Yun Gui's eyes were full of wicked smiles.

……

Yunluo went home, fed the chicks, swept the floor, watered the vegetable garden, and, seeing that it was almost time, prepared to cook dinner.

She forgot to buy meat today, but luckily Tiger bought a lot, so she got a small piece. Brother Qin does manual labor and needs to eat some meat, and the two children are growing, so they can't be deprived of nutrition.

"I'll help you, Mom." Xiao Ran sat obediently by the stove and helped her watch the fire.

Yunlu smiled, divided the pork belly into two portions, chopped one portion, added salt and minced ginger, and steamed it directly for the two children.

Another portion was cut into thin strips, sprinkled with minced ginger, minced garlic, and soy sauce, stirred, and set aside. I also washed and chopped green chilies, put rapeseed oil in a pan, and as soon as the pan was hot, I heard a "sizzle" sound, and the sound and aroma came out together, filling the whole house.

"Mommy, it smells so good!" Xiaoyu sniffed hard, followed by Xiaopangdun, who kept wagging his tail.

"Xiaoyu, step back a bit, or you'll choke." Yunluo said as she deftly scooped out the meat and set it aside, preparing for the next dish.

Xiaoyu and Xiaoran sat side by side, the two children holding Pangdun, their eyes fixed on Yunluo. In their hearts, wherever she was, there was delicious food.

Busy Yunluo was unaware of her image in the children's eyes. She estimated that her preserved eggs were almost ready, so she took out two.

Wash and chop the preserved eggs, then roast green chilies over a fire, peel off the black outer skin, chop them finely, and mix them with the chili flakes, scallions, ginger, and garlic. Finally, cook a wild vegetable soup, and the meal is complete.

"father……"

Qin Zheng's tall figure entered the kitchen. The two looked at each other for a moment before quickly looking away. Yun Luo suddenly remembered what had happened during the day and said in a somewhat indifferent tone, "Xiao Ran, Xiao Yu, wash your hands and have dinner with your father."

"Oh!"

Xiao Yu had already flown out, but Xiao Ran, after glancing at the two of them and leaving the kitchen, tugged at Qin Zheng's clothes, "Dad, what's wrong with you and Mom?"

"No."

"You're lying to me. When Xiao Yan's parents quarrel, it's like this: neither of them looks at the other and they don't say a word."

Qin Zheng looked at his precocious son and sighed, "Really not!"

"Don't lie to me?"

"Hmm!" Qin Zheng didn't want to continue the topic and pulled him to wash his hands.

The three returned to the dining table, where Yun Luo had already served the rice. From the moment Qin Zheng entered until now, she hadn't glanced at it once, serving food to the two children while eating her own meal in silence.

In the past, she was always the one talking.

Xiao Ran glanced at his father preparing to lift the bowl, and his pretty little face twisted into a knot. He could coax his sister when she was angry, but why couldn't his father coax his mother?

"Mother, Father has something to tell you."

Two pairs of eyes were fixed on him at the same time. Xiao Ran remained calm and scooped a spoonful of porridge into the chipped bowl on the ground. "Fatty, eat!"

The chubby boy wagged its tail and darted away on its short legs.

"Brother Qin, what's wrong?"

Qin Zheng cleared his throat, glanced at the instigator, took out something wrapped in coarse cloth from his pocket, and placed it on the table. "This is for you."

Yunluo opened it, and inside was a handkerchief, which was very exquisitely made.

The key detail is that two mandarin ducks are embroidered on it.

Yunluo felt a pang in her heart, a tingling, slightly painful sensation. "Did you buy this?"

"Yeah, I just bought it on a whim. The shopkeeper recommended this style, saying that girls like it."

"Dad, those two little ducks up there are so cute, I want them too..." Xiaoyu mumbled, her mouth stuffed full, like a little squirrel.

Xiao Ran gently tapped her head. "This is what Dad gave to Mom. What was it called again? Right, it's a token of love. You're still young, so I'll give it to you later."

Yunluo, "..."

Does this brat even know what a token of love means?

She stole a glance at Qin Zheng, whose face showed no sign of anger or calm. His already quiet expression seemed to have taken on a deeper, more enigmatic quality that she couldn't decipher.

"Eat quickly, the food is getting cold!" Yun Luo picked up her bowl, then suddenly remembered something, put a piece of preserved egg on Qin Zheng's plate, and looked at him expectantly, "Brother Qin, how does it taste?"

Qin Zheng took a bite. The taste was a bit strange, but it was very fragrant. Moreover, it went very well with the porridge. It was a dish he had never eaten before. He looked at it several times but still couldn't figure out what the yellow vegetable was. "Xiao Luo, where did you dig this vegetable?"

"Mom dug it out of the stall."

The little guy's words were brimming with admiration. Yun Luo smiled and said, "This is what I made with eggs before!"

egg?

Qin Zheng seemed somewhat incredulous, looking at it repeatedly for a long time. It really was egg-shaped. His eyes were filled with admiration. "I never thought eggs could be eaten like this!"

“There’s another way: use duck eggs to make preserved eggs. They’ll turn black, and the texture won’t be as elastic, it’ll be softer, but the taste will still be top-notch. I’ll buy some and make some at home to try first.” Yun Luo’s eyes were shining. “By the way, it’s lunchtime now, I’ll send some to Aunt Zhang, Xiao Jie, and Fatty’s family, and get their opinions.”

As she was saying this, she was about to go up to the main room to dig out some preserved eggs. Qin Zheng looked at her and saw that she was radiating light from head to toe. He couldn't help but chuckle, grabbed her wrist, and said helplessly, "Eat first, there's no rush."

Even he himself didn't realize the doting tone in his voice when he said those words.

Yunluo was stunned and stood still. She felt a burning pain in the fox mark on her chest.

When she collapsed limply, Qin Zheng caught her. All he could see was his handsome face magnified with worry; everything else was just endless darkness.