Chapter 176: When is it the turn of Qin An, the old hunter?
However, after the steward sent the guests away and went to the kitchen, the man was nowhere to be seen, so he asked the helper who came with them, "Where is that tall man?"
"He went back with his wife," the helper said honestly.
The steward asked: "Where are you going back to?"
The helper really didn't know where they were going, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know, they are not from our county."
The steward frowned and quickly asked: "Where is your boss?"
"My boss left just now," the helper said honestly.
The steward had no choice but to go to the study and return to Xiao Yi'an, bowing his head slightly and saying, "Master, he has left. Do you want to check?"
"Check, be sure not to let others know." Xiao Yi'an sighed inwardly. Why couldn't the Queen let go, and he couldn't let go either. He even held the child in his arms and fed her goat milk after he was born.
He is a grandson.
Here, the Qin family are already at the pig farm. It is one or two cents cheaper than in the village, but the food they are feeding is not pig grass, and I don’t know what they are feeding. It looks fat.
This meat is not as fragrant as the one in town.
The two of them immediately stopped asking for the pork, and after resting in the capital for a night, they hurried back to the village early in the morning.
It started to snow at a place halfway along the way, and a thick layer accumulated on the top of the carriage.
Su Yan thought about the mountain road back to the village, which was not easy to walk, but fortunately it hadn't started snowing in the town yet.
It was already afternoon when they arrived, and the two planned to buy pork in the town and then return to the village to avoid going to town again.
Going to town in the snow is too troublesome.
As soon as I opened the door, the uncle from the shop next door ran over and said, "Where have you been? Many people are asking you why you don't open the door these days."
Hearing this, Qin An explained: "I have something to go to other places."
"No wonder it's closed so many days."
After the uncle finished speaking, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Well, last time I heard that girl say that your family is a hunting company. Do you have goat horns? My grandson is sick and needs wild goat horns for medicine."
"Yes, I'll go to Qin's house in Shanghe Village to get it tomorrow." Qin An had no use for keeping the goat's horns, just waiting for the price to be higher before he could sell them.
The uncle nodded happily, "Thank you."
Entering the shop, the rough man lit the fire in the stove in a few seconds, then motioned to his wife to sit down, "I'm going to buy pork, and I'll be back in a minute."
Thinking that he would buy it while she stayed at home to cook, Su Yan reached out to the stove to roast it, "Okay, buy more pig hearts."
My husband likes to eat these. In the cold winter, when I have nothing to do, I will make more food. This is the first year after the two got married.
No, there is another one in my belly.
Thinking of this, I feel a little happy about the coming of the New Year.
Only when you have a family can you look forward to it during the New Year.
Qin An nodded, "Well, I'm going to buy it. I took off my shoes to warm my feet, and I closed the door." After saying that, he retreated to the door and closed the door.
As soon as he left, Su Yan rolled up her sleeves, scooped out warm water to wash her hands, and then grabbed flour to make noodles to eat.
After two or three quarters of an hour, the door opened from the outside, and the man was carrying half of the pork and dozens of kilograms of rice in his hand.
She hurriedly came over to pick it up, "There are a lot of things, please make two more trips next time and don't let your waist slip."
Qin An put down the rice, then put half of the pork on the table, panting slightly and said, "There's something else."
He glanced at the steaming pot, and the shop was filled with aroma, "Daughter-in-law, what did you do? It smells so good."
"The dough is nothing, just put it with the spices in the shop. I'll make something delicious for you when you get home."
Su Yan reached out and held his big hand and rubbed it gently a few times to relieve the blood color caused by lifting rice.
She added: "I'll go get it with you."
Seeing the woman lowering her eyebrows and rubbing her hands for him, Qin An couldn't help but grin. It was nothing to mention this, and only his wife felt sorry for him.
"Not much left, I'll be back soon." After saying that, he strode out without looking tired at all.
How could he not be tired after doing so much work? Fortunately, Su Yan knew it in her heart, so she naturally felt sorry for him and warmed the pot of hot water again.
As soon as he came back, I scooped it out and soaked his hands, "Come here and soak it."
Qin An didn't say anything, rolled up his sleeves and came over to soak his hands, "See what else I haven't bought."
On the table were mostly spices for daily cooking, and some dry goods, but I didn't buy much.
The ones I bought last year didn't taste good after being stored for a long time.
The sealing is not very good.
Su Yan didn't look at it either. Her rough guy knew what he was thinking, "It's not bad. Drink the hot soup first and then eat the noodles?"
"Anything is fine."
Qin An turned to look at the sky outside, and said: "Daughter-in-law, we have to go back after eating. It's foggy right now, and I guess we won't be able to see the road later."
"Okay." Su Yan scooped a bowl of hot soup for him, and then sat at the stove door to eat. After a while, the man sat next to her.
He glanced at her with his peripheral vision and said in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, my home is much better than in the capital."
No matter how good the capital is, it is not as good as home.
"Otherwise, why would others say that a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as the doghouse at home?" the woman joked with a smile.
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On the second day after returning to the village, the two of them smoked meat at home. Dahuang and Dabai were more anxious than anyone else. They stayed there all day long, staring at the bacon on the stove as it fell apart.
Su Yan took advantage of the heat and fried peanuts, peas, and cucumber seeds at home. The aroma did not stop all day long.
Qin An was not idle either. He ran to the mountains every day these days, carrying firewood back and forth.
The Qin family's magical life was watched eagerly by the villagers, and they hated themselves for not being so lucky.
Some people now regret not marrying Widow Li. If they had married, it would have been Qin An, an old hunter, in his turn.
What a bargain.
Widow Li has a fresh look and can make money. If her shoes are broken, then she will wear them, as long as they are comfortable to wear.
I guess they were worried because they had nothing to do in the winter, so the group of men in the village who didn't have wives came and went passing by the door of Qin's house.
Want to attract Widow Li's attention.
The woman who was busy frying dry goods didn't pay attention, but the rough man who picked firewood at home did.
At noon that day, Qin An was carrying firewood home. Before he could get closer, he saw a bachelor man from the east of the village looking at him at the door of his home.
He frowned slightly, walked up to him carrying firewood, and said sharply: "What are you looking at?"
The man who was still thinking about how he couldn't see Widow Li was suddenly startled. He turned to face the man's dark face and whispered: "I didn't see anything."
Of course Qin An didn't believe it and didn't want to talk to him anymore. He warned: "If you come to my door again, I will kick him."
The man ran away in fear and spat, "Bah, why don't you just be bigger?"
I feel depressed when I think of this. I let him pick up whatever is cheap, and he is as strong as an ox.
Stronger than an ox.
At least cows won't beat people up.
Over here, the Qin family
Su Yan heard the noise outside, and while stirring the peas in the pot, she asked the man in the yard, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Qin An would not tell his wife that someone was watching her at the door.
Hearing this, Su Yan didn't ask any more questions, "Ms. sir, please come in and help me turn it over, my hands are weak."
"good."
Qin An strode into the kitchen, took the spatula and stir-fried, looking at the woman wiping sweat, her already fair skin turned white and rosy under the heat.
Those fox eyes make people feel itchy.
No wonder the men in the village are always thinking about her.
Next time he comes, he will send them to lie down in the river.