The group was in a hurry to leave, and when they were counting off the last people, Granny Zhao saw that Zhao Laizi had not returned yet, so she ran to the village chief and cried and made a scene, not letting them leave.
They had agreed beforehand that they shouldn't go too far, and now they've blown the whistle, but Zhao Laizi hasn't returned yet.
Several burly men dragged the unconscious Zhao Laizi out of the dense forest.
"My son!" Granny Zhao cried out, clinging to Zhao Laizi.
With one slap, Zhao Laizi was actually woken up.
"My son, you've finally woken up."
The sudden pain in his lower body contorted his face.
"Get away from me, you old woman!"
Zhao Laizi pushed his mother to the ground.
Granny Zhao was bewildered. What was wrong with her son?
“What kind of person is he?” Qian Lanfang exclaimed. “He treats his own mother like this. What’s the point of having a son like that? I might as well have drowned him in a chamber pot when he was born.”
"Although Granny Zhao is unreasonable and domineering, she cares deeply for her son."
Sister-in-law Zhang: "It's clear that sons need to be raised well, otherwise it would be terrible to raise such a beast."
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Being publicly criticized, coupled with what had happened before, made Zhao Laizi wish he could disappear into a hole.
And all of this is thanks to Namgyal.
Looking at Nanzhi flirting with another man, Zhao Laizi gritted his teeth in hatred.
That bitch, she's a complete scumbag!
I'll never let her be so lucky again!
While other families dug up 200-300 jin (100-150 kg) of fish, Shu Zhizhen and her mother-in-law managed to dig up just over 100 jin (50 kg).
This was the maximum weight they could carry.
I should have called the men in my family back to help with the digging.
"You spendthrift woman! I told you to take the eldest son away, but you insisted on letting him go out. Look at all this grain now!" Shu Zhizhen scolded Zhao Hui from the side.
The family next door immediately moved far away when they heard this, fearing they would be affected.
They had long heard how shameless this family was.
Grandma Nan and her family looked in that direction.
Qian Lanfang spat, "That family can put on a show anywhere."
Grandma Nan said expressionlessly, "Alright, get ready to go down the mountain later."
The village chief had already notified her; she was the one who left the two men at home, so who can she blame?
Old Mrs. Nan was extremely dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, Shu Zhizhen.
"Short-sighted fool," Old Lady Nan added, also cursing.
After carrying their loads down the mountain, everyone walked exceptionally slowly.
What should have been a two-hour journey took almost four hours, and it was dark by the time we got home.
After resting for a while, Nanzhi rinsed the purslane she had picked from the mountain, sprinkled it with seasonings after the meal, and mixed it up. It was tangy, refreshing, and fragrant.
I also cooked some congee. After a bowl, my stomach felt warm and cozy.
After finishing their meal, Song Hanyan busied himself with dealing with the wolf he had brought back from the mountains, while Nanzhi was anxious to discuss something with the village chief.
"Zhizhi, everyone should be asleep by now. Let's go tomorrow," Song Hanyan reminded her.
That's true.
She was in a hurry; spring plowing isn't something that can be rushed.
Nanzhi turned and went back into the house, watching Song Hanyan busy himself.
She stepped forward to offer her help.
"No need, go back to sleep." Song Hanyan reached out to touch his wife's hair, but withdrew his hand when he saw the blood on his hand.
Zhizhi is most afraid of bloody things.
Nan Zhi lay on the bed at Song Hanyan's insistence.
Exhausted from a day's work and covered in sweat, she couldn't lie down any longer.
However, since Song Hanyan was still there, Nanzhi had no choice but to give up the idea of taking a bath in the space.
Boil water and take a bath.
Half an hour later, Nan Zhi brought out the bath tub that Song Hanyan had previously had made, added five tubs of hot water, and some cold spiritual spring water.
With the water temperature just right, Nanzhi took off her clothes and soaked in it.
He let out a satisfied sigh, "That felt good."
It had been an hour since Song Hanyan finished preparing the wolf meat.
The wolf pelts are piled on the ground. I'll wash them tomorrow and then make a dress for my wife so she won't be cold in winter.
After washing up, Song Hanyan went into the house. Nanzhi should have been asleep by then.
Little did he know that once he entered the house, he would witness a very erotic scene.
The steam was thick, and the smooth skin draped outside the bathtub revealed glimpses of...
At Song Hanyan's age, he was full of youthful vigor and could hardly resist such temptation.
They stood there, stunned, unsure whether to stay or leave.
Until the blood from the tip of his nose fell to the ground and made a sound.
He hurriedly squatted down and wiped himself with his sleeve.
"Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I, I, I shouldn't have," Song Hanyan said excitedly, her words tumbling out incoherently. "I shouldn't have looked, looked."
After talking for a while, there was still no response.
He looked up curiously and found that the person next to the bathtub had their eyes closed.
She's asleep!
Song Hanyan closed his eyes, groped his way to the bathtub, and carried the person out.
It has a soft, warm, smooth, and delicate texture.
Song Hanyan's ears turned bright red, and a surge of heat rushed straight to the top of his head.
He quickly placed the person on the bed, groped for the blanket and wrapped the person tightly inside before daring to open his eyes.
"Zhizhi, you really are something." Song Hanyan looked at the sleeping woman on the bed, unsure of what to say.
He was pleased that Zhizhi was not wary of him.
But damn it, he's a man!
The famous hunter Song ran out at night and took ten buckets of cold water to calm himself down.
In the morning, as the sun rose, Nanzhi opened her eyes and stretched.
After a long day yesterday, I slept much better after taking a bath last night.
etc.
Something seems off.
Nanzhi's mind went blank for a moment, then she suddenly threw off the covers.
Thank goodness, the clothes are still here.
wrong.
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