The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Chapter 711: 711 Third Brother Looking for Relatives 1

The cow’s cart kept moving, and it could only run alongside it.

Su Qingyue felt sorry for it, but she was carrying quite a few things and still had a distance to go, so she was too lazy to walk and let it follow the cow’s cart.

She originally wanted to ask Wang Crippled to stop the cow’s cart, or let the little bastard jump onto the cart himself, but the cart was full of people, so she decided not to try it.

“The dog you’ve raised is pretty good, Xiao Family’s wife,” said Li Wangshi as she looked at Little Bastard.

“Yeah, it’s quite sensible.” She had also specifically trained it when she was free.

Entering the village and getting off the cow’s cart, Little Bastard got even more enthusiastic, standing on its hind legs and directly clawing at Su Qingyue’s legs with its paws.

“Alright, alright, I know you’re happy.” She rubbed Little Bastard’s wolf head.

It had grown several times larger than when she had first picked it up, and its appetite had increased accordingly.

Su Qingyue returned to the Xiao Family’s courtyard carrying the items, and it followed obediently behind her.

Xiao Qinghe, who was weaving a bamboo basket, quickly moved his wheelchair to help his wife carry the bags.

The large hemp bag was filled with forty jin of pork, and Su Qingyue was worried that he might struggle to hold it and move his wheelchair at the same time.

Who knew that he could lift the hemp bag with one hand and turn the chair wheels with the other, and still manage to cope?

Fourth Brother’s hands were quite strong indeed.

She placed the five chickens and ducks, bound by their feet, in one corner of the courtyard fence.

“Aowoo!” Little Bastard bared its teeth and snarled aggressively at the chickens and ducks, ready to attack.

The chickens and ducks were so frightened that they flapped their wings and fled to the corner of the fence in a panic, with their feet bound.

Su Qingyue scolded it loudly, and Little Bastard reluctantly returned to her side, whimpering pitifully at her.

Little Bastard was a small wolf, and liking to bite chickens and ducks was just an animal’s nature. The last time she had bought live chickens, one of them was bitten to death by Little Bastard. After a severe scolding, it had finally learned to control itself this time.

She rubbed its little wolf head, then turned to enter the master bedroom, placing the bags on the table inside the bedroom before going to the kitchen to wash her face.

In the kitchen, Xiao Qinghe was cutting the forty jin of pork that his wife had brought back into pieces, preparing to marinate it with salt.

The weather was too hot; the pork had to be dealt with immediately, otherwise, it would spoil in a day.

Xiao Qinghe saw his wife wipe her body with a damp facecloth directly under her clothes. The skin under her clothes was whiter than creamy jade. He almost got a nosebleed watching her chest bounce as she moved.

He couldn’t help but avert his eyes, blushing.

Su Qingyue glanced at Fourth Brother’s red face and sincerely thought he was very innocent.

He blushed at just a glance like this; if she really undressed in front of him, wouldn’t he want to crawl into a hole in the ground?

She didn’t tease him, just drank a bowl of water and went to weave the bamboo baskets.

In the evening, when it was getting dark, Xiao Yuchuan and Xiao Yishan returned.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

From far away in the yard, Xiao Yuchuan’s bright and pleasant male voice called out, “Dear, I’m back!”

That voice exuded a sense of pride in having a wife.

Su Qingyue glanced at the kitchen and saw that Fourth Brother was cooking dinner. She looked again at Third Brother, who was entering the yard, and suddenly felt a sense of helplessness in her heart, “How many times have I told you not to call me wife!”

He walked up to her, grinning, “You are my wife. Wife, wife, wife!”

The more he said it, the louder he got.

She really wanted to gag him.

He reached out with his dirty hand and pinched her face, smearing mud on her face in the process. Seeing the mud on her face, he laughed heartily.

She glared at him, “Do you want to die?!”