The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

Zhou Mo regretted that Zou Yu had fallen to this point in just a few days, but he could understand that in the era when women were the masters of the house, no one would sympathize with a woman who was just eating and waiting to die.

Zhou Mo took a few glances at her, then looked away, and said to Xu Lishi, "Let's go."

"Then she... just let it go?"

Zhou Mo opened the hunting bag, and said expressionlessly, "You can take care of it, I will take a chicken and go back to make soup for Qing'er."

"Wow, you are too unreasonable." Xu Lishi couldn't stay still when he heard Yan Qing, and handed a white flour cold bun to Zou Yu, and pointed to her, "Our village In the front, if you have any difficulties, go directly to the village chief at the second house on the right hand side of the village entrance, and I will leave first if I have something to do."

After finishing speaking, she returned to Zhou Mo and drove home with him.

Zhou Mo glanced at her coldly, and said, "You're close to humanity, but you brought her home, what are you referring to at the village head's house?"

Xu Lishi ignored his sarcasm, and turned to look at that person again, "Why do I always feel that this person looks familiar?"

Zhou Mo didn't bother to explain, and didn't care whether the man was dead or alive, so he walked into the village quickly.

When passing by Zhoumo's small adobe house, he paused, stopped, and looked around.

One side of the wall has already been pasted up. Zhou Mo didn't have any requirements at the beginning, he just wanted to be able to live in. Sister Liu did strictly follow his will, renovating on the basis of the original house, and trying to only live in.

Xu Lishi covered his lips and coughed twice, suppressed his smile and said, "Your room..."

Zhou Mo glanced at her lightly.

Xu Lishi's voice changed, his face was ashen, and he said very sincerely, "Is there still someone living in your house, if you can't, you might as well rent it to me."

Zhou Mo suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, he squinted at Xu Lishi, "What are you renting for?"

"...It's best not to ask, it's good for you and me."

Zhou Mo: "?"

"No, I'm a hunter. What else can I rent out? Just raise some chickens, ducks, pigs, etc... Don't look at me like that, anyway, don't you live there anyway, just let it go."

Zhoumo smiled and patted Xu Lishi's hand away from the crumbling door of his house, "Who said I can't stop, why should I fix it? Please, you and your pig, leave my house farther away."

Xu Lishi touched his nose, but said nothing.

The two of them ate one morning meal a day, especially Zhou Mo, who only had time to take a steamed bun to pad his stomach. This time, it was meal time in the village, and the smell of food was wafting everywhere.

The two couldn't help but quicken their pace. Before they got home, Zhou Mo saw Yan Qing who was sitting at the door with his head down, embroidering something. After hearing the movement, he immediately put away his things and ran towards Zhou Mo.

The red figure ran fast and anxiously, Zhou Mo and Xu Lishi put down the hunting bag in their hands at the same time, afraid that Yan Qing would not be able to stop and wanted to help him.

Yan Qing didn't notice this detail, and only saw his outstretched hands when he ran in front of Zhou Mo.Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, before Zhou Mo withdrew his hand, he suddenly stepped forward and quickly hugged Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo: "..."

Xu Lishi: "???"

The two stared straight at Yan Qing, only then did Yan Qing realize that their expressions seemed not quite right, and belatedly realized that Xu Lishi was also stretching out his hand.

Yan Qing: "..."

He thought he should have understood what Zhou Mo meant just now, but he was just afraid that he would fall.

Yan Qing was embarrassed, but she didn't show it on her face, and raised her hand to give Xu Lishi a high-five.

Seeing this, Zhou Mo couldn't hold back a chuckle. He felt that this man was rather cute, so he reached out and touched Yan Qing's head and said, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Yan Qing nodded obediently, not daring to look at the resentful Xu Lishi, and replied softly, "Eat."

Zhou Mo responded, and took out a chicken from the bag, "What did you embroider at the door just now? It's getting dark, don't start sewing at night, it's not good for your eyes."

Yan Qing said, "It's nothing, I was teaching Brother Tang how to embroider."

Xu Lishi leaned over, "Qing'er is really good, but Tang Ci has really started to learn this stuff?"

Xu Lishi rubbed the back of his head, "Last time when Tang resigned from his wife, when he was chatting with the villagers, he still said that his husband didn't know anything, and he was like a woman all day long, dancing with whips and knives."

"It's hard to imagine him doing such fine work." Xu Lishi shook his head while talking.

Zhou Mo glanced at her, "What do you imagine other people's husbands to do all day long?"

Xu Lishi choked, and when he wanted to confront her again, the two of them had already left, leaving her alone to follow the big bag into the yard.

Yan Qing looked at the things in Zhou Mo's hands, then turned to look at Xu Lishi, "Ah Mo, have you gone up the mountain?"

"Well, I brought back some pheasants and ducks."

There was a strange look in Yan Qing's eyes immediately, Zhou Mo smiled and reminded, "The word powerful is used too much, change it."

The chicken was quickly scalded by Zhou Mo in hot water, then lifted up and plucked, and the internal organs were cleaned.

Yan Qing squatted aside and watched without blinking.

He can't kill chickens or stew soup, but just seeing Zhou Mo's cooking movements are very smooth, he also feels that it seems to have some effect on satisfying his gluttony.

Zhou Mo divided half of the chicken into the pot to stew the soup, and deboned the other chicken to get the meat, and made a stir-fry.

The scent immediately wafted around the room, and Yanqing stared at the chicken and swallowed several times.

Zhou Mo felt amused, picked up a piece of chicken ahead of time, blew it cold and handed it to Yan Qing's mouth, "Try it?"

"it is good."

After a meal, he blushed and bit off the chicken.

Xu Lishi ate his meal contentedly and left. When he was leaving, Zhou Mo asked her to bring the bow another day, so he could see if he could repair it.

Xu Lishi made a "harmful" sound, "My thing was completely broken in the middle, so the string is still good."

"Okay, try it."

The most difficult material to replace is the string, and he replaced it with cotton thread because he couldn't find anything, so it took a lot of effort to draw the bow.

Xu Lishi was overjoyed, and hurriedly said that he would send it over another day.

Yan Qing watched Xu Lishi hand over the bow to Zhou Mo, looked and looked curiously, "Ah Mo, is this what you used today?"

Zhou Mo stretched out his arms and took a branch at random. The bow and arrow were shoulder-to-shoulder. He straightened his arms, and his eyes were on the same plane as the branch.

The sword he made hastily yesterday did not have a suitable arrow point, so it was relatively difficult in the hunting process, but fortunately Xu Lishi brought a few, which can be used repeatedly.

Yan Qing stood aside and watched.

Zhou Mo tilted his head and asked him, "Do you want to try?"

After speaking, he vetoed himself, "You are too weak, I will make you a small slingshot later."

Yan Qing smiled and didn't speak, he also knew that Zhou Mo might have misunderstood that his gaze was too straightforward and he wanted to learn...

But he was really just attracted by Zhou Mo, and now standing here, if it were any other person, Yan Qing probably is either studying his chrysanthemum wine in the back room or embroidering his sachet. You will never stand here blowing cold wind with others.

hiss.

Realizing this, Yan Qing paused with a smile and slowly restrained himself. He lowered his eyes to cover the emotion in his eyes, and turned to enter the room.

Zhou Mo thought that he didn't like slingshots, but after thinking about it, it seemed true that it would be better to give this thing to a woman.

Zhou Mo sighed, and picked up the branch again.

Suddenly, there was a burst of intensive footsteps in the distance. Zhou Mo looked over and saw the village head and Zou Yu at the front of the crowd.

...and here comes another trouble.