There is a handsome man in the rough family

Hearing a familiar voice, Brother Yan raised his head.

He stared wide-eyed and looked at the person coming in horror, it was Zhao Xiangbei.

"It's you! It's Zhao Xiangbei, you coward!"

Zhao Xiangbei married into the Tang family, and was discussed by the villagers, who said he was stupid and cowardly in private.

There was a sharp cold light in the man's dark pupils.

He squatted on the bank of the river expressionlessly, pressed the top of Yan Ge'er's head with one hand, and pressed it into the water.

The voice was cold, like a winter snowstorm.

"one two Three…"

Only after counting seven did he let go of Brother Yan.

Watch him rise to the surface, struggling in pain and begging for mercy.

Going back and forth like this, after 5 times, Yan Geer's whole spirit collapsed.

"Woooooo, don't, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

"I swear, I will stay far away from Fu Geer in the future! I will never appear in front of you again. If I break my oath, I will die in this life!"

Zhao Xiangbei's mouth parted into a smile, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"I hope you will do what you say. If other people know about today's incident... It is not surprising that one or two people are accidentally taken away by wild beasts in this deep mountain."

Brother Yan's face was pale and trembling.

Although he failed to frame Fu Geer just now and fell into the water by himself, he was not so afraid.

But facing Zhao Xiangbei at this moment, he felt the cold from the cracks in his bones.

He knew that the other party was planning to kill at this moment.

Brother Yan nodded his head without hesitation, with a lot of snot and tears, assuring again and again.

"Don't dare, I absolutely dare not, my gold bars have never been here."

Half silent.

When Brother Yan raised his head again, the person had already disappeared.

He lost all his strength, threw himself on the bank, rolled over to the river bank, panting violently.

Unable to restrain himself, he trembled all over.

On the other hand, Zhao Xiangbei brought up inner energy.Quickly swept away to the depths of the mountain forest.

Today he was found by Zhao's family, and his mother asked him for money.

The eldest of the Zhao family went to the mountain to die and did not return for many days. The Zhao family was worried that they asked him to go to the mountain.

When Zhao Xiangbei returned home, he saw his little husband, sitting by the stove in the kitchen, sticking a stick into the firepit, and he didn't know what he was doing.

After taking two steps closer, I saw that there were two potatoes inside.

It has been roasted dark and has a strong aroma.

Tang Xiaofu moved his ears, heard Zhao Xiangbei's footsteps, and patted the small bench beside him.

"I prepared warm tea and baked potatoes for you. What's the rush at home?"

Zhao Xiangbei sat beside Tang Xiaofu, looking at his bright eyes and fair neck.

He coughed twice, hiding his expression.

"Someone from the Zhao family went to the deep mountain to die, and he didn't come back for many days, so I went into the mountain to help him find someone."

As soon as Tang Xiaofu heard about entering the mountain, he thought of the lion and tiger.

With a nervous expression, he said, "The mountains are dangerous and it's easy to get lost. Go with other hunters in the village."

Zhao Xiangbei patted Tang Xiaofu's hair: "Don't worry, the man has been found."

Tang Xiaofu saw that there was no worry on his face, and he didn't ask too many questions.

Whether it is Zhao Xiangbei's original family, no matter whether it is good or bad, he is not good at commenting.

About the same time.

Tang Xiaofu fiddled with the roasted potatoes and tapped the black ash on the surface.

He wanted to reach out, but Zhao Xiangbei grabbed his fingers.

"Fool! Be careful of burning."

Zhao Xiangbei picked up two big leaves and let them go, breaking them open with force.

In an instant, the tender yellow and soft potato flesh was exposed to the air.

Fragrant!

Gudong!

Tang Xiaofu swallowed, his eyes brightened with saliva.

After taking the potato, he took a bite, and was so hot that he sizzled haha, and couldn't bear the deliciousness in his mouth.

Chew carefully before swallowing. This kind of pure natural potato without pesticides has a special fragrance.

After a while, the fist-sized potatoes were eaten up.

Tang Xiaofu's fair face also turned into a little tabby cat.

Zhao Xiangbei chuckled, and wiped the corners of his lips with rough fingers.

"Look what you eat."

The corners of his lips were hot for a while, Tang Xiaofu covered his mouth with widened eyes, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I, I'm going to wash my face."

Zhao Xiangbei twirled his fingers, and the slippery touch just now seemed to be still in his fingers.

Glancing at the sweet potatoes in the corner, he looked at Xiao Fulang with a smile.

"My stomach is still empty, I want to bake some sweet potatoes, do you want to eat?"

The sweet potato is soft, glutinous and sweet, with a dense taste.

Especially after baking, the surface layer leaves a thick sugar juice.

The more he thought about the secretion of saliva in his mouth, Tang Xiaofu stretched his neck and swallowed the saliva, and said softly, "I want a small one."

"Okay, then do you want to come and bake with me?"

Zhao Xiangbei's handsome eyebrows and eyes are particularly handsome against the night sky.

His dark eyes reflected his own figure, and Tang Xiaofu's heart skipped a beat when he didn't come.

He pressed his bouncing chest, and sat beside Zhao Xiangbei in a fit of anger.

Leaning on his chin, he looked at the red fire.

"Just do it, I want to eat freshly baked ones to be sweet."

The smile on Zhao Xiangbei's lips deepened, and he quickly roasted the sweet potatoes in the fire.

Thinking in my heart, since my husband loves to eat, he will grow some sweet potatoes this year.

After being silent for a while, Tang Xiaofu remembered the matter of the seller, and said in a low voice: "The store where the buyer is from is the restaurant where the eldest brother works. I am going to give the elder brother five taels of silver. Excluding the one from the public house, we still have 30 taels left."

Zhao Xiangbei nodded and fiddled with the sweet potatoes in the fire.

"Naturally, both of us's money is under your management. You can figure out how to spend it. It's hot in summer and you can buy silk clothes to keep you cool."

Tang Xiaofu shook his head after hearing this.

"If you can't buy silk as a material, it costs more than one tael for an adult, and the finished clothes are even more expensive. Fine cotton is comfortable and breathable, and it's pretty good."

Most of the ancient cloth is handmade, especially the high value of silk and satin.

Due to status restrictions, ordinary farmers cannot wear high-quality silk and satin.

However, if ordinary farmers have a lot of money, it is very respectable to make one or two silk clothes.

Zhao Xiangbei's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he looked back at Tang Xiaofu seriously.

"It's my fault. After finishing the spring planting, I will try to earn more money. You don't have to think about so many things, just choose what you like."

"No, the mountains are so dangerous, even if you know how to fight, you still need to pay more attention."

What Zhao Xiangbei said was serious, just like the modern saying "take my card and swipe it casually", it is generally the same.

It is very comfortable to iron and stick to the ears of people.

Against the backdrop of the fire, Tang Xiaofu's face turned red.

The two of them chatted one after another until the sweet potatoes were burnt and fragrant.

Before Tang Xiaofu could get it, Wang Yi's voice sounded behind him.

"Oh, roasted sweet potatoes. I like this one the most. I'm craving it right now. I don't know if Brother Fu can give it to me. You just have to try roasting again."

Tang Xiaofu twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the big leaf, and wrapped two sweet potatoes inside.

"Oh, unfortunately, I'm a little tired right now, you can bake it yourself if you want to eat."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xiaofu grabbed Zhao Xiangbei's wrist, and happily returned to his room.