Love after marriage with a husband

Jiang Ran finally rubbed his waist and stood up from the small bench. A dozen or so bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets had been neatly stacked in the front yard.

"I'll make some more in a few days, and I can send them to Fanyang City for sale." Xiao Shuang'er counted carefully, wringing her fingers, "I remember that when I went to sell, I could exchange three bamboo baskets for one. Where's the copper plate!"

Fang Zhongshan disagreed, "What you worked so hard for is only worth one copper coin?"

Xiao Shuang'er worked non-stop for most of the afternoon, and almost scratched her fingers several times. She finally made such an exquisite and beautiful handicraft, and it was only worth a copper coin!

Seeing Fang Chongshan's indignant look, Jiang Ran couldn't help but smiled and shook his head and explained: "Brother Chongshan must have never bought anything from a small stall in Fanyang City. Bamboo baskets are the cheapest, and the raw materials are full of bamboo. They can be found, and many children from poor families will make them and bring them to small stalls to sell."

"If there are too many things, they are worthless!"

He was able to fight his way out among so many competitors and earn two or three copper coins. It was thanks to the old grandpa who taught him how to do it well. Only a little more.

Although this is what he said, Fang Zhongshan felt sorry for Jiang Ran's red hands after all. He shook his head stubbornly, and picked up the nearest bamboo basket, "Then let's not sell it, I will not sell it on the mountain." I have found a job to make a living, and I need to use the bamboo baskets you weave."

"From now on, you might as well just weave bamboo baskets for me, I'll buy them all for you!"

Jiang Ran thought that Fang Zhongshan said that making a living on the mountain was to be a hunter like Lin Feng, and he gestured to the small bamboo basket he made. He estimated that it could only hold three or four rabbits at most, so he couldn't help but suggested with some worry: "Then I will Let’s make a bigger one, I’m afraid there won’t be many hares and pheasants in such a small basket.”

Fang Chongshan knew that Xiao Shuang'er was thinking about it as soon as he heard it, but he didn't explain it in depth, so he simply let him continue to misunderstand.

Being a Yaomin is just one of his current ideas. According to the information from Lin Feng, most of the Yaomin in Da'an are passed down from generation to generation. This kind of occupation that is passed down from generation to generation is the most likely to be closed and exclusive.

Fang Chongshan has no contacts, and it has nothing to do with it. The details to be dealt with may be quite difficult. He doesn't want to reveal the plan to Jiang Ran without being fully sure, lest it will fail in time, and Jiang Ran will be happy for a while. field.

Jiang Ran has her own little Jiujiu in private.

In fact, he didn't really want Fang Zhongshan to be a hunter. Not to mention the hard work of climbing the mountain, there are too many unpredictable dangers in the mountain.

How could Fang Chongshan endure such suffering when he was always pampered by the Fang family?

However, because he valued Brother Shan's enthusiastic appearance, Jiang Ran couldn't follow behind and pour cold water on him, so he could only suppress the worries in his heart silently, and seriously figured out that if it really didn't work, he would make more bamboo baskets in the future. Selling at small stalls, although earning less money, can barely support the family.

Fang Zhongshan didn't know the entanglement in Xiao Shuang'er's heart, so he shook the bamboo basket in his hand: "We will go to the mountains again when Uncle Lin has rested tomorrow."

Jiang Ran realized it instantly, her big eyes sparkled, and she agreed with a smile: "There is still some rice and meat left at home, I will make two servings of rabbit meat topped with rice and bring it to the mountain for you to eat!"

Only when you are full can you be motivated!

Xiao Shuang'er was busy around the pot table in the kitchen, and Fang Zhongshan was not idle for a moment.

When he went up the mountain to cut bamboo, he saw two prismatic, thin and sharp long stones. After weighing them, they were probably sandstone, which can be said to be the best material for making stone knives.

This era is not without materials such as iron or bronze, but because of backward technology, only very wealthy people can afford them.

There are quite a few hunters in Hexie Village, but none of them have seen iron or bronze knives, so stone knives and stone axes have become the most commonly used hunting tools.

After Fang Chongshan selected a suitable long stone, he sat patiently in the front yard to sharpen his knife.

Whether it is hunting or gathering herbs, knives are indispensable equipment, Fang Zhongshan sharpened the stone knives with extra care.

He sharpened two of them, and kept one for his own use, so the final product looks both sharp and functional.

Jiang Ran finished her work in the kitchen, heard the sound of sharpening knives in the front yard, wiped her hands and walked out, and asked Fang Chongshan with her head, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Fang Zhongshan weighed the stone knife that had already taken shape in his hand, and he played a trick with the knife, and smiled at Xiao Shuang'er: "Take a look at how the stone knife is made?"

A pair of "The stone knife I sharpened is so handsome! I am so handsome

gas! "The appearance of showing off and seeking praise.

Jiang Ran was used to seeing Fang Zhongshan's steady and mature side, and it was rare to show such a childish look, so he couldn't help cheering up, "Well, Brother Zhongshan sharpened the sharpest knife I've ever seen! No other Orion There is no such sharp knife!"

In fact, Xiao Shuang'er had never had contact with a few hunters before, let alone seen their stone knives.

It was completely just talking about rainbow fart with eyes closed, but Fang Zhongshan believed it unswervingly. After appreciating it with satisfaction, he carefully put away the knife he reserved for his own use.

Walking in front of Jiang Ran, he lowered his head and touched the back of Xiao Shuang'er's furry head, and suddenly said, "Are you still worried about going back to the door?"

Jiang Ranben's dimples sunken by his smile instantly faded a lot.

Except for the two words about returning to the door before going to bed that day, Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran had a tacit understanding and did not talk about this matter again in the next few days.

However, counting the days with pinch fingers, it was only two short days before returning home.

The more time passed, the more uncertain Jiang Ran felt, but because Fang Zhongshan had been preparing to go up the mountain these days, he didn't want to affect Chongshan because of his personal emotions.

Now being asked by Fang Zhongshan suddenly, Jiang Ran's heart was sore and astringent, feeling the heat in his eyes, he hurriedly lowered his head and did not speak.

Fang Zhongshan sighed in his heart, Xiao Shuang'er is good at everything, but he hides his thoughts too deeply, and he is afraid of causing trouble to others.

"I'm here, don't worry."

With me here, the Jiang family can't bully you.

With me here, the Jiang family will definitely not make life easier.

With me here, you will always have a good life in the future.

Fang Chongshan has never been very good at expressing feelings directly, so he could only hold back these six words dryly as a promise.

Fortunately, Jiang Ran is not hypocritical, and I am very happy to get such an answer.

Xiao Shuang'er nodded happily, full of trust in her heart.

The next day, Lin Feng had had enough rest, and before dawn, he came to the door with a stone knife to find Fang Zhongshan and entered Duwu Mountain together.

Probably because of the excessive consumption of weaving bamboo baskets, Jiang Ran was so sleepy that he didn't get up early, and slept soundly while holding Fang Zhongshan's arm sideways.

Fang Zhongshan heard the knock on the door, and moved as carefully as possible, and got out of bed without waking Xiao Shuang'er up.

The rabbit meat rice bowl that Jiang Ran specially made the night before has been left in the earthen pot on the stove, and there are still embers in the stove that have not been completely extinguished. When Fang Zhongshan put the food into the bowl, it was still hot. temperature.

Lin Feng took the bamboo basket containing the wooden lunch box, and couldn't help sighing at Fang Zhongshan: "Your little husband is really good, I have nothing to say!"

"I have been a hunter for so many years, and thanks to you, I can still have a mouthful of hot food when I go to the mountains for the first time!"

Seeing Lin Feng's pitiful words, Fang Zhongshan couldn't help but find it funny, and promised: "My little Shuang'er cooks the best food and loves others. I will go up the mountain with you. I'm afraid you will often be blessed by me in the future! "

His original intention was to show off Jiang Ran, and the tone of his speech was full of intimacy and joy that he hadn't noticed, which made Lin Feng, who was leading the way, have sore teeth.

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Ah!It's great to have a little husband!

Duwu Mountain is surprisingly large, this time Lin Feng took Fang Zhongshan to another path he used to take.

"The road I took you to last time is the best way to get wild rabbits and pheasants. This time I took you to a good place with a small stream in the mountains. No other hunters know about it. Even I was lucky. I just ran into it."

Lin Feng has been a hunter for a long time, and he can almost be regarded as a know-it-all in Duwu Mountain. Fang Zhongshan trusts him very much, so naturally he has no objection. The two walked the mountain road for a long time in silence.

After going around and around, and when the animal leather shoes were about to be worn out, I finally heard the clear and crisp sound of water splashing down the stone slabs and rolling down.

With vigorous spirits, Lin Feng rushed to Fang Chongshan who was falling behind and shouted: "Don't dawdle, we have already arrived!"

Fang Chongshan gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and walked forward for a while. After catching up with Lin Feng's footsteps, he looked in the direction Lin Feng pointed, and suddenly realized.

It really is a mountain stream.

It's not as small as Lin Feng said, on the contrary, it's not small, because it flows down from the broken wall, the stream rushes, the sound of water splashes lightly, and even the air becomes much more humid.

"How about it?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, and turned his head triumphantly to Fang Chongshan to show off: "There is a pond under this stream, and the fish in it are big and fat ones that have lived for many years. I have caught them several times."

"For the sake of Jiang Ran's delicious cooking, I am very kind to bring you here. I will catch a few more fish and go back later. The stewed fish soup is also good!"

Fang Zhongshan was even more pleasantly surprised, not only because of the fat fish that Lin Feng said, but more because of the keen intuition of the people who collect herbs in the mountains.

Although he hadn't walked into the stream yet, he had already caught sight of a few herbs that looked very familiar!