The husband is the hunter

Chapter 193

"Ask me? I don't know. The ancestors came up with the method. I heard from my mother that there are no such big empty places in some places, so I can only clean up my yard and hammer out the wheat grains with a mallet. "Fang Lin didn't take it seriously. Human wisdom is endless. None of the things they eat and wear today is a method that people came up with. Even she likes to study some fresh dishes in her spare time. Needless to say, Duan Nanshan's experience accumulated in the mountains and forests.

Duan Nanshan cleaned up a bowl of rice, "I'll go and exchange Guangzong."

Shen Guangzong doesn't like to talk much on weekdays, but he is like a shadow, silent but never leaves, he takes out his own bowl of rice from the basket, Fang Lin shows a shy smile, "Cousin, Thanks a lot."

"It's not hard, it's you. After finishing the housework, you still have to go to your father-in-law. Anyway, if he wants to marry his daughter to you, you have to behave well." Fang Lin joked with a smile.

He Xiu'er is a flower in Xiaomiao Village, Damiao Village. As soon as she reached the threshold of the He family, the person who proposed marriage broke through the threshold of the He family. For some reason, she fell in love with Shen Guangzong, who didn't like to talk. Not to mention, I am very satisfied with this marriage in my heart. Mrs. Sun is eager to embrace her grandson. During the three years that He Xiu'er has kept her filial piety, she also thought about retiring, but Shen Guangzong didn't nod in a daze, insisting on wait.

In addition to clothing in May, bride price was given in June, and when the busy farming season was over, the He family daughter would become Shen's wife in a splendid manner.

Shen Guangzong nodded silently, put down the rice bowl in his hand, and called Fang Lin with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"What? Are you not full, or should I go back and get some more?" Fang Lin asked wonderingly.

Shen Guangzong shook his head, "No, cousin Lin, I just... just want to ask, what do your daughters like, I work in the shop, and my father pays me monthly wages, I... I want to give Xiuer buys something."

Fang Lin smiled knowingly, stretched out her hands to brush her hair, and said seriously, "I have only met Sister Xiu once, and I didn't say a few words in total. How can you know what she likes? You might as well directly Ask her." Like Duan Nanshan, now almost every time he wants to send something to her, he will ask in advance, and the two of them have a discussion and will not waste money.

Unmarried men and women naturally disagree with the status of their old couples. Although Shen Guangzong didn't understand this truth, he still shook his head and rushed to ask what he wanted, always feeling weird, "It's just what ordinary daughters like... ...I don't understand either, I just don't want her to know early, it should...it should be called a surprise."

Fang Lin suddenly thought of the bottle of chilblain ointment that Duan Nanshan handed her in the cold winter months of last year. She was reluctant to throw away the bottle after using up the medicine, and kept it carefully in the box.

"What ordinary daughters like is nothing more than rouge, gouache, jewelry and dresses. This gift shows your heart. Only when you send it to your heart will people feel sincere. You may wish to inquire quietly, see Miss Xiu Do you have any favourites?"

From her point of view, Shen Guangzong's intentions are already commendable. Farmers don't pay much attention to this, and some couples who have lived their entire lives have never received a gift from each other.

But what Fang Lin never expected was that what Shen Guangzong sent out in the end was actually a cat.

(End of this chapter)