The hunter's husband is so sweet

Fu Jingyi drove Qi Xuan home from the deserted road. After putting away the food bought today, Fu Jingyi dug out the box again and put all the banknotes and silver he had earned today into it.

"Xiao Xuan, these small amounts of silver are for our daily expenses. The remaining silver plus today's 130 taels will make a total of 200 taels. I want to renovate the house after we get married."

Qi Xuan wanted to take out the gold ingot and put it in, but was stopped by Fu Jingyi, "That's pocket money for you, it doesn't count here."

"Who would give me one or two taels of gold as pocket money all of a sudden? Besides, I don't need it normally, and I'm afraid it will be lost if I keep it here." Qi Xuan put the one or two taels of gold in the box, "Brother Yi, give me some pocket money again." He handed over the empty purse with a smile.

Qi Xuan knew that the man did this because he liked to pamper him, but carrying gold on his body was too valuable and dangerous.

Fu Jingyi knew that he was really afraid of losing it, so he didn't say anything. He put a few pieces of silver and copper coins back into the purse, and put the box in his hand again, "From now on, I will ask my husband for pocket money."

After they buried the box sweetly together, they prepared to go to Qi Xuan's former home, not forgetting to bring the silver hairpin with them.

Because Qi Xuan's father brought him here after dark, no one except their neighbors Grandma Lin and Doctor Zhang knew that Qi Xuan had been living under the same roof with Fu Jingyi for several days.

Living together before getting married would still damage the young man's reputation, so Fu Jingyi still took the path that Qi Xuan took and went back secretly.

As expected, the door was locked. Qi Xuan took out a key from a broken flower bed at the door, opened the door and walked in.

The house was still the same as he remembered. He pushed open the door of the woodshed, and inside was where the original owner had lived for nearly ten years. He had been forced by his father to sleep here since he was 8 years old, and now he was 16 years old.

Without time to feel sad, Qi Xuan moved the firewood against the wall according to his memory, and sure enough, there was a small cloth bag. When he opened it, he found the two taels of silver that he had secretly saved before and a new set of clothes made for him by his neighbor Aunt Wang.

His mother's belongings had been sold by his stepfather, and the only silver hairpin was used to sell him. There was nothing left in this house that was worth Qi Xuan's nostalgia. At this time, Fu Jingyi's voice came, "Xiao Xuan, come to the kitchen."

Hearing this, Qi Xuan walked over and saw the man staring at an oil paper bag on the stove with a frown on his face. "What is this?" Qi Xuan said as he was about to touch it, but was stopped by the man.

"This might be the powder he used to knock you out." Fu Jingyi said in a cold voice. "Let's take this with us to find the village chief."

Qi Xuan nodded, "I have packed all my things, let's go to the village chief's house now. Brother Yi, do as I say when the time comes."

After saying that, the two of them walked towards the village chief's house together. This time they did not avoid the villagers. After all, Qi Xuan wanted to make a big deal out of it.

When he arrived at the village chief's house, he did not expect that several prestigious uncles and aunts in the village were there. This was beyond Qi Xuan's expectations. But for him, it could be called a pleasant surprise. With these uncles and aunts around, it would be easier to break off the relationship.

The village chief was a little surprised to see Xuan Ge'er and the hunter halfway up the mountain coming together, "Xuan Ge'er, how did you two get together?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Xuan knelt down in front of the village chief and his uncles, crying, "Village chief, uncles, I want to sever ties with my father!"

These words startled everyone in the room, even the village chief's wife who was hiding in the back room ran out.

The village chief quickly signaled his wife to help the man up. "Xuan'er, don't talk nonsense. How can you break off the relationship with your father?"

Qi Xuan stopped talking and just cried, which made the village head's wife feel distressed. She quickly took a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Fu Jingyi spoke up at this time, "Village Chief, let me tell you." He also took out the silver hairpin that Qi Dazhuang had given him. "About six or seven days ago, when I was going home from hunting, I met Xuan Ge'er's father."

Fu Jingyi slowly told the whole story, and Qi Xuan heard it all for the first time. "He gave me this hairpin, saying it was to find a wife for his little brother. He said his little brother Xuan was also of marriageable age, so he, as a father, put aside his old face and asked me if I wanted to marry his little brother."

The village chief and Uncle Chong's eyes widened as they listened. People who knew the situation knew about Xuan'er's family. His father, Qi Dazhuang, was a gambler. Ever since his mother passed away when Xuan was 5 years old, Qi Dazhuang had hardly taken care of the child. All he did every day was go to the town to drink and gamble.

Xuan Ge'er was still young at that time. There were several times when he was so hungry that he ran out to chew on tree bark. He was seen by his neighbor Aunt Wang, who took him home and gave him some food.

When Xuan Ge'er grew up, he was ordered to go out to work. He either went up the mountain to find food, chopped wood and washed clothes, and cooked for his father, but he himself could not eat enough. Compared with other children of the same age in the village, he was pitifully thin.

The village chief couldn't help but stood up and called his son, his voice still trembling, "Go to your uncle Dazhuang's house and see if he is there. If he is, call him over and tell him that I have something to talk to him about. Remember not to say what it is."

The village chief’s son, who is 15 years old this year, is very smart. He immediately understood what his father meant and ran out.

Xuan Ge'er still cried non-stop, and felt like he could faint at any time. Fu Jingyi felt a little distressed, but he couldn't ruin his "break-up plan", so he had to continue, "Uncle Qi said that a betrothal gift of 10 taels of silver would be enough, and he didn't want anything else. He also gave me this hairpin as a token of trust, saying that it belonged to Xuan Ge'er's mother and was kept for my brother as a dowry."

The village chief took the hairpin and gave it to his wife to look at. The village chief's wife said, "This is something from Xuan'er's mother. I've seen her wear it before." Then she put the hairpin in Qi Xuan's hand. Xuan'er cried even harder while holding the hairpin. "Mom, Xiaoxuan misses you so much. Woo woo woo ~"

"And then? Fu boy, go on." The village chief was really mad at Qi Dazhuang.

Fu Jingyi paused and said, "Then I'll have to trouble the village chief and all the uncles to keep Xuan'er a secret." He bowed. "Uncle Qi took away the ten taels of silver and the prey I had hunted. I was thinking that I would find a matchmaker in a few days and prepare everything to go to Uncle Qi's house to propose marriage. Unexpectedly, two days later, Uncle Qi knocked on my door at night and said that he was going on a long trip, so he sent my son directly to my house, dropped him off and ran away."

"I wanted to chase him, but Xuan was still at the door, and he was also asleep. I had no choice but to call Grandma Lin and his grandson to help me carry Xuan back into the house."

Then Fu Jingyi took out the oil paper bag found in the Qi family's kitchen and said, "I was wondering why Xuan Ge'er couldn't be woken up at that time, until I went home with Xuan Ge'er just now and saw this on his stove."

He put the paper bag on the table and showed it to the village chief and the others, "This should be something like a drug. If it doesn't work, find a doctor to check it out."

"Village chief." Qi Xuan said at this time, "That day, my father said he was going to the town to find a job and said he wanted to live a good life in the future. He also brought me a bowl of sugar water to drink. Now that I think about it, it was a bowl of sugar water with added ingredients."

"What a bastard." The village chief slammed the table in anger, "For the sake of money, he even killed his own son..." Several uncles were also furious, their faces were livid. If this matter got out, how would their Qijia Village maintain its reputation in the future? How would the children in the village get married in the future?

"Village chief, uncles, please, I want to sever ties with him. I don't have a father like him." After saying this, Qi Xuan really cried and fainted. Several old people stood up in fear. Some fanned him, and some pinched his Ren Zhong to wake him up.

"Oh, my poor brother." The village head's wife also cried. She also had a little brother, whom she had spoiled since childhood. Looking at the man in her arms who was thinner than her brother, she felt so distressed. Fu Jingyi also stood there silently.

At this time, the voice of the village chief's son came from the door, "Dad, I'm back, Uncle Dazhuang is here too!" The village chief's son was informing his father.

"Well... Brother Xuan, do you want to go to the back first or stay here?" The village chief said carefully.

Qi Xuan wiped her tears and said, "Village Chief, I want to confront him face to face and break off the relationship." Seeing that he was so insistent, the village chief could not say much. He could only let his wife go back to the back room first.