There is a handsome man in the rough family

Wang Yi was so angry that she jumped on her feet.

When he got to the house and closed the door, Tang Xiaofu couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Xiangbei poured a bowl of tea for him, and said with a smile: "The child has a heart."

Tang Xiaofu sat at the table drinking tea, and looked very proud of the delicious roasted sweet potatoes.

"Why, you want to give him the food you baked so hard? He wants to eat it, so why didn't he make a sound and baked one more just now? He insisted on asking for it after we baked it. He was in a bad mood."

Zhao Xiangbei didn't refute, and the two of them quickly finished eating the roasted sweet potatoes and washed up again.

After hugging Fulang hard, he fell asleep peacefully.

The farm work has been busy recently, and everyone is tired.

For several days in a row, Tang Xiaofu dreamed of the leek box in front of the community gate in his previous life, which made his mouth water.

Waking up early in the morning, Tang Xiaofu graciously followed Li's ass, cutting leeks and mixing eggs with stuffing, begging for a leek box here.

Seeing Tang Xiaofu's gluttonous appearance, Mrs. Li couldn't help laughing and shaking her head.

"You, you, why are you still like a little doll? It seems that you are old enough to be a human mother."

When Mrs. Li said this, Tang Xiaofu thought of Wang Yi's thin boyish body, but with a big belly, and suddenly trembled all over.

"I don't want it, I don't want it. It's terrible to have a baby or something."

Li patted Tang Xiaofu on the head.

"What nonsense, you're married, so naturally you're going to have a baby."

Tang Xiaofu really couldn't explain it. He was a man in his previous life, so he was not mentally prepared for such a thing as giving birth to a baby.

I can only say this haha ​​to divert Li Shi's attention.

"Mm, the pancakes you make are the best, let's bake some pancakes."

"As long as you are greedy, why don't you hurry up and make dough for me."

However, no one noticed.

Zhao Xiangbei, who came back after picking up water, happened to hear Tang Xiaofu's words, and his face flashed with sadness.

After all, he wasn't willing to marry him.

Zhao Xiangbei shook his head and smiled bitterly, put down the pole on his shoulders, carried two buckets with his strong arms, and poured them into the big water tank with a clatter.

Tang Xiaofu heard the sound of water behind him, quickly took out a wet handkerchief from the basin, and ran to Zhao Xiangbei's side.

"Wipe off the sweat all over your face. Are there many people fetching water? Has there been any conflict?"

Zhao Xiangbei took the handkerchief silently, and wiped his hands and face dry.

"The people from Tianjia Village occupy the spring on the mountain and want their own villagers to fetch water first. They made a few noises, but it's nothing serious."

Mrs. Li was also a little worried.

"The ones in Tianjia Village have become more and more domineering since Tian Sanjin became the village head. They are far worse than his father."

Tang Xiaofu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Do people in Tianjia Village often occupy water sources?"

"It rained a lot before, and the springs on the mountain were trickling, but no one cared about it. Recently, there has been no rain, and the springs are drying up day by day, and things are becoming more and more dishonest there. Called."

"Hey, the eldest son of the village chief's family works as servants in the county, right? They are really courageous." Thinking of his own rough man who had to fetch water every day, he was a little worried when he was old. "Xiangbei, don't get into conflict with others when fetching water, it's not worth it."

Looking at the little husband's concerned eyes, Zhao Xiangbei's depression was swept away, and he smiled naively.

"Don't worry, they dare not."

Tang Xiaofu blinked, and looked at the rough man suspiciously: "Don't brag, don't cry when it hurts."

Zhao Xiangbei couldn't laugh or cry, he rumpled Tang Xiaofu's hair until he saw that his hair was blown up, so he stopped.

I went to the field with the members of the Tang family. It is dry now and the ground needs to be watered from time to time.

The men from all households get up early and go to bed late, carrying water to irrigate the fields, hoping to get a little more harvest.

After an hour or so, the men of the Tang family came back, and everyone began to eat breakfast.

They are all full of praise for Li's craftsmanship of roasting leek boxes.

A few days ago, Zhao Xiangbei put a few traps on the mountainside, and I'm going to check them out today.

Tang Xiaofu had never been to the mountain since he came to ancient times. He was eager to try and begged for a long time before going up the mountain with Zhao Xiangbei.

The distant mountains are verdant, insects and birds are singing constantly, and the air on the mountains is particularly fresh.

It's a pity that the weather was not beautiful and it didn't rain.

Otherwise, the mushrooms in this mountain are delicious and delicious.

The two traps were found to be near the foot of the mountain, and a rabbit and a pheasant were caught.

Seeing wild grapes on the mountainside, Tang Xiaofu picked one and put it in his mouth, frowning sourly.

Zhao Xiangbei hastily reached out his hand and brought it to his lips.

"Spit it out quickly. This wild grape is not edible, it's sour and astringent."

Zhao Xiangbei's big hands were full of calluses due to years of hard work. Tang Xiaofu turned his head and stuck out his tongue on the ground sourly.

"It's sour, but it can be made into wine."

Zhao Xiangbei took out the water bag, opened the bottle cap for Tang Xiaofu, and said dotingly: "Okay, if you want mother's wine, let's pick more, and we can drink it in autumn."

Tang Xiaofu and Zhao Xiangbei picked wild grapes and walked up the mountain.

Another vine was picked, and the small bamboo basket behind Tang Xiaofu was filled to the brim.

The two of them were about to leave when they suddenly heard the cry of a wild animal.

Zhao Xiangbei frowned, took two steps up, blocked Tang Xiaofu, and drew the hatchet from his waist.

"Don't move, I'll go take a look."

Tang Xiaofu frowned, a little worried, but bit his lower lip firmly, not making a sound, for fear of disturbing Zhao Xiangbei's movements.

Two breaths later, Zhao Xiangbei came back with great strides, holding a deer with thin legs in his arms.

"Don't be afraid. It's a deer with a broken leg. It's been a long time. I'm afraid it won't work. The deer is only three or five days old and hasn't opened its eyes yet."

The deer in Zhao Xiangbei's arms was about the size of a puppy, with his eyes closed tightly, he kept moaning and chirping uncomfortably.

Although Tang Xiaofu is not a plush fan, he really can't help but love such a cute little creature.

He held the deer in his arms full of love and affection, and gently touched the top of its head.

"Don't be afraid. Can we feed him?"

Zhao Xiangbei frowned uncertainly: "There are very few wild animals on this mountain that can be fed at home. Forget it, let's try."

If such a fragile little life is left to fend for itself in the mountains right now, the body may be cold tomorrow, Tang Xiaofu really can't bear it.

"What about the big deer?"

Zhao Xiangbei retracted the hatchet to his waist and shook his head.

"There was a lot of blood, and the leg was broken. It just happened for a while. Venison is rare, and rich people like it the most. I will carry it down the mountain and sell it to regular customers in the county town."

Tang Xiaofu nodded, tied the rabbit and pheasant in Zhao Xiangbei's back frame tightly with ropes, and hung them outside his back frame.

"Then go quickly. If the deer is dead, it won't be sold at a price."