Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

The silly son of the village chief's family has a crooked mouth and slanted eyes. He drools when he talks. He looks at Hua Ni with his tongue hanging out and wants to go up and take a lick.

He often wandered out in the middle of the night, and then stood in front of his parents' door while the village chief and his wife had sex. When the feeling came, he didn't care about his silly son, thinking that he didn't understand anything.

"Mom, why did my dad take off his pants?"

The silly son asked his mother. He saw his father taking off his pants and bullying his mother and asked curiously.

"Because I am your father's wife. When you marry a wife in the future, you will have to take off your pants."

The village chief's wife educates her stupid son in a simple and straightforward way: if you want to bully someone, you have to take off your pants.

The silly son is very ignorant. Anyway, someone warms his bed, so it is not so cold in winter. He looked at Hua Ni and started to unbuckle his belt.

"Madam, let's go quickly!"

Wufu was carrying the bucket and took the lead. He wanted to take care of the little fat man before, but the little fat man ran away and a bigger one came.

The person in front of me is a fool, and nothing he does is unexpected. It is obvious that I cannot see like a fool, so I can only leave quickly.

The dark clouds gathered in one place on the horizon, and the sky became darker and darker. A smelly wind carrying moisture drifted by, and Wufu hurriedly stepped up his pace.

Li Haitang nodded, holding the bean bag in his arms with one hand, holding Hua Ni with the other, and the group walked quickly to Hua's house.

She prayed in her heart that the rain would not come too soon, otherwise the bean bag would be in trouble if it got caught in the rain and caught the wind and cold.

For a little one over one year old, drinking that bitter medicine soup is only half the medicine and poisonous, and it can still harm the body.

"Daughter-in-law, wife, wait for me!"

When the village chief's silly son saw his wife leaving, he didn't even bother to put on his trousers. He immediately raised his feet to chase her, but before his trousers could be completely taken off, he tripped over his ankles and fell backwards.

The shouts behind her became smaller and smaller, and Li Haitang finally caught up and returned to Hua's house before it started to rain. She went straight to Hua's kitchen.

At this moment, Xiao Lingchuan had already returned with several pheasants and hares, and threw them directly to Mrs. Wang for disposal.

Thinking of the embarrassing situation of the Hua family, he shot a few more. If the other party insists on refusing to accept the money, just treat it as game meat, which will save the wife embarrassment.

Doubao saw the dead rabbit on the ground and made a fuss to get off Li Haitang's arms.

He walked up to the hare on his short legs, poked it with his hand, and shouted, "Rabbit..."

The rabbit was already dead and didn't respond at all.

Doubao's eyes quickly filled with tears and fell down, looking extremely pitiful.

Seeing this, Xiao Lingchuan frowned and remained silent. He couldn't figure out where his son had been wronged. He cried whenever he wanted, and he didn't cry loudly.

Blood is thicker than water, and he has no choice but to ask his wife for help.

Li Haitang knew some of Beanbao's ideas. Anyway, he had no reason to talk to Xiaowa, so he could only coax him.

Li Haitang knelt down and touched Doubao's head with his hand, "Doubao, wild rabbits are originally meant for people to eat meat. Think of the nourishing stewed rabbit and roasted rabbit..."

You can't eat spicy bean buns, otherwise she would use the example of cold eating rabbit.

Rabbit meat is tender and easy to become tender. After the bean buns grow teeth, I will eat less rabbit meat.

"But……"

Doubao looked at Rabbit and then at his father, still a little confused. His father told a story that Rabbit could do martial arts and was very powerful.

"That's because your father was more powerful than the rabbit, so he beat the rabbit to death."

Li Haitang felt that this was a good opportunity to convince his son, and said seriously, "You want to raise a rabbit so that the rabbit can protect you, but rabbits are not as powerful as your father, so in the future, if your father will protect you, we don't want rabbits." no?"

Rabbits are afraid of the sun, so they can only be kept in carriages. However, in summer, the carriage is not ventilated, so you can imagine that there will be a strange smell inside the carriage.

But as parents, you can't always break your promises, otherwise you will lose Doubao's trust.

"I want daddy!"

After some consideration, Doubao decided to let the most powerful person protect him. The advantage of having his father was that his father could also hunt rabbits for him to eat.

So Doubao, who had figured it out, clapped his hands and became happy.

Xiao Lingchuan: ...he couldn't understand what his wife and son said, and he always felt that he had missed something.

"Madam, what should we do with so much meat?"

Mrs. Wang was quick with her hands and feet. She packed up the pheasants and rabbits, put them in the wooden basin, and then began to worry about how to make them.

She likes to eat heavy flavors, but her daughter's taste is light, and there are small bean buns. The little one has a weak stomach, so she can't eat hot and sour food.

"The pheasant is made into braised chicken nuggets, and some of the mushrooms we brought are added and stewed in a big pot. The rabbit meat is better to be eaten cold."

The cold rabbit won't spoil. You can take it away tomorrow and eat it on the road. Then buy some soft white flour steamed buns and sandwich them in the middle. It tastes very good.

"It's raining today and it will definitely be cold at night. It would be nice to make something warm."

Mrs. Wang immediately agreed. Once she stood in the kitchen, no one else could get involved and could only pass things around or help light the fire.

"Dad, there's a monster!"

Doubao Niwai walked into his father's arms and rubbed him flatteringly. When he talked about the monster he saw, he was very disgusted. No wonder the monster was not human and was too ugly.

"monster?"

Xiao Lingchuan looked at his wife subconsciously, and then waited for an explanation.

"The stupid son of the village chief's family, he talks crookedly and always takes off his pants when meeting people."

Li Haitang raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, showing no sympathy for that family at all. Even without meeting him, he thought they were the best.

She told the whole story, and then said, "A few worthless ginseng roots must be sold for a few taels of silver, so you can only deceive an honest person like the Hua family."

No matter what, little girl Hua Ni cannot be the child bride of the village chief's family. In terms of the family's character, Hua Ni entering the house is tantamount to walking into a pit of fire.

She was just a passerby, and Li Haitang didn't want to meddle in other people's business. She also happened to have gotten ill-gotten gains from robbing bandits a few days ago. She just happened to put some of it to use to help the poor.

Take off your pants in public? Xiao Lingchuan pursed his lips, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Dare you show your dirty stuff in front of your wife? Even if he is a young man or a fool, Xiao Lingchuan is not going to let him go easily, he is so narrow-minded.

In the evening, dark clouds gathered together and rolled in, and heavy rain fell on the ground.

The village chief's wife was serving food. She glanced out the window and said happily, "It's so strange that the residents who came to the village today are not living in the nice blue brick and big tile houses, but they live in thatched houses in the corner of Hua's house. Haha, go up. Every toilet is leaking.”

"You're not just a little girl like Hua Ni, you already know how to seduce people at a young age. When you come to our house from now on, you must be strictly disciplined." The village chief squatted at the door, looking at the heavy rain outside, smoking a pipe and pot, and vomiting from time to time. Lighting smoke rings.