The husband is the hunter

Chapter 61

Performing evening rituals at dusk, whether it is mountain people or village households, this point will not change.

Until the guests dispersed and Uncle Li's family said goodbye, Fang Lin was still immersed in the worship ceremony just now and did not recover.

The warm firelight, the hazy moonlight, and the smiling guests were completely different from what she had expected. "Is this what mountain folks do when they get married?" Fang Lin pointed to the burned out bonfire.

"Ah? No. It's cold outside these days, I'm afraid everyone can't bear it, so I discussed this idea with Uncle Li." Duan Nanshan smiled, and naturally took her hand, "It's windy, let's go in .”

Fang Lin was a little embarrassed, she quietly raised her head to look at him, but met a gentle gaze, she turned away, but felt the callus on Duan Nanshan's palm tightening on the back of her right hand, for some reason, the embarrassment disappeared Yes, she also squeezed back hard.

The dowry was still placed in the empty room on the left side of the cave, "It's still early, why don't you tidy it up." Although the room was cleaned specially, Fang Lin wanted to tidy it up by herself, so that she could figure out what was wrong with everything. No matter where you put it, it is easy to use.

"It's okay. It's the same when I'm cleaning up tomorrow. We have more important things to do at night." Having been single for more than [-] years, he finally married a wife. Rao Duan Nanshan, when he thought of the things he was going to do at night, I couldn't hold back my joy in my heart.

Fang Lin was not stupid, so she naturally understood what he said, and didn't know how to answer him, so she had to keep silent.

Duan Nanshan looked at her face, wondering in his heart, it doesn't look like she is unhappy, or... after hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then listen to you, let me carry things, you sit there and rest. "In order to make my daughter-in-law happy, it's nothing to do some hard work.

In fact, Duan Nanshan had already tidied up the house long ago, and just put the things of the two of them together.

Duan Nanshan moved the cabinet into the room. Of course, Fang Lin would not just sit still. She put Duan Nanshan's clothes in the box on the top of the kang and put them together with her own.

Both of them didn't have much clothes, and there was still a lot of space left in the cabinet. Fang Lin called to him, "Sir, give me the bedding in the box."

Duan Nanshan took two steps before recovering, turned around and grabbed Fang Lin's hand excitedly, "What? What did you call me just now?"

Originally, this name was called out naturally, and Fang Lin didn't think it was strange, but when he asked him this way, he felt embarrassed to speak again.

Duan Nanshan grabbed her hand, Fang Lin struggled, "I told you to give me the bedding, what are you doing in a daze, if you don't tidy up the kang, where will you sleep at night?" For the implication of having a baby early, Aunt Li invited the kang The woman who came was sprinkled with peanuts and dates. She didn't want to lie down at night and find out that she was coughed.

Duan Nanshan probably wouldn't think much about these words on weekdays, but on a good day when he married his wife, these words meant a lot more. Knowing that his daughter-in-law was thin-skinned, he didn't say anything, and happily ran to hug the quilt.

Fang Lin looked at the clothes the two put together in the cabinet, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. From now on, the two of them will live together.

When the house was almost cleaned up, Fang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that her stomach was empty. She only ate that bowl of noodles all day, and judged others by herself. Fang Lin guessed that Duan Nanshan was only focused on toasting, and didn't eat much. He got up and went to the kitchen.

Probably because the guests were all mountain people, the vegetarian dishes on the table were all eaten, and most of the rest were meat dishes. Fang Lin lit a fire, and dug out a few buns from the basket hanging in the air, and went to eat together. Put it in a pan and heat it up.

When Fang Lin returned to the house with the food, Duan Nanshan was sitting on the bedside, looking at something by the candlelight.

(End of this chapter)