The husband is the hunter

Chapter 112

"What's wrong?" Duan Nanshan didn't seem to feel it, he gathered the weeds together again, turned around and found that Fang Lin was rubbing his eyes, "The sand is blinding your eyes? Do you want me to blow it for you?"

Fang Lin shook her head, "It's so smoky, it will be ready in a while, let's go, let's go home, what do you want to eat tonight?"

The daughter-in-law was tearful, Duan Nanshan's heart tightened, and then he felt like a needle prick. He looked at Fang Lin's red eyes like rabbits, and said seriously, "I want to eat you."

"You..." Fang Lin became angry and pinched the flesh on his arm, but Duan Nanshan's muscles were thick, and her little strength was like scratching an itch, so she had to pretend to be angry and said, "Where did you learn that? Glib, nonsense."

"Eh?" Duan Nanshan wondered, "You read a book a while ago, didn't there be a word on it called beauty can be eaten? I asked Shitou, and he said that it means that people are beautiful. Just looking at it will whet your appetite. I I don't understand it, and for some reason, I just remembered this word, daughter-in-law, I feel full when I see you, and I don't want to eat."

Fang Lin likes to read and recognize characters. She was free at home, so she turned out the book that Shen Yaozu gave her and circled all the words she didn't know. Whenever she had the opportunity, she would ask Shi Lei or Shen Yaozu. Duan Nanshan thought it was interesting, and occasionally I will follow it for a while, and after a day or two, this vocabulary has really accumulated a lot.

"What does it mean to be full when you see me, you idiot, this is a curse!" Fang Lin laughed angrily, but she was flattered in her heart. She has a delicate appearance, and she has nothing to do with being beautiful. Duan Nanshan never lied In other words, it is precisely because she knows that he is such a person that Fang Lin can't get angry with him every now and then.

"Ah? That's it, then daughter-in-law, don't be angry. I... I haven't figured it out yet. I'll ask him to teach me when I meet a stone next time." Duan Nanshan scratched his head, looking like a good student who knows his mistakes and corrects them. .

"Forget it, be more careful in the future. You can't say anything in front of people. It's not too late to discuss anything after going home and closing the door." Fortunately, there was no one around, and Fang Lin didn't bother to talk to her. He was hesitant, and just reminded her softly, lest this guy say something that shouldn't be said in the future, making it difficult for her to get off the stage.

Halfway through the journey, the cold wind kept blowing and the rain fell. Duan Nanshan put Fang Lin in his arms and looked around, trying to find a shelter nearby.

Before the rain started to fall heavily, Fang Lin was protected by him and was not drenched. She frowned slightly, "The chickens are still outside, but we can't let them be drenched. We have to go back quickly. The rain lasted for a while. It won’t be able to stop for a while, and the mountain road will be muddy, and it will be even harder to go back.”

Duan Nanshan thought for a while, nodded, took off his coat, and handed it to Fang Lin, "You cover your head, be careful of getting drenched, I will try to find some oilcloth."

It is not far from the foot of the mountain, and there are no people on weekdays. Fortunately, the hunters in the mountain go out hunting, and occasionally encounter rain and snow. Duan Nanshan walked forward for a short time, and saw a deserted cave. There is nothing useful in it. , he searched for a while, and finally came out with a moldy board.

Fang Lin laughed as soon as she saw it, but she didn't dislike him. She let him hold the board high above her head, leaning halfway against him, using that coat to shield the two of them from the rain that was blown by the wind, accompanied by the rustling rain. The sound of beating leaves, all the way home.

(End of this chapter)