Sister-in-law from a poor family

Chapter 38: Stealing food and smashing the pot

There are some small wild flowers growing sparsely beside the winding path, and a few butterflies flutter among the leaves.

Fu Jingbo, who was used to walking a few steps behind Qin Mianmian every time, changed his behavior this time and followed her closely.

The man didn't say anything, but Qin Mianmian could feel that he was afraid of fainting again.

Let's just say he doesn't understand anything. He still knows how to worry.

Let’s say he understands, but he doesn’t seem to understand much.

How could this person be so stupid and cute?

Especially with this shaved face, it looks even cuter.

In fact, Qin Mianmian occasionally wonders why the Fu family, who was born in a farm family, would give birth to such an imposing fool.

If his intelligence is normal, even if he is illiterate, there should be a way out by doing martial arts. After all, his strength is there.

But it doesn't matter, even if his intelligence is not normal, as long as she stays, she should be able to lead him to a good life.

After turning around and peeking at his face for the nth time, Qin Mianmian suddenly found that she wanted to stay in the Fu family a little more.

A beautiful and obedient husband with a nice voice. The key is to take her very seriously.

If you miss it, you may not encounter such a good thing again in this life.

Or, how about directly deceiving the person and deceiving him for the rest of his life?
A sly smile crept onto her lips again. She deliberately slowed down and gently touched the back of Fu Jingbo's hand.

Fu Jingbo hummed and grabbed her hand.

"Dizzied?" he asked in a low voice.

Probably because she was attracted to this man, Qin Mianmian felt that these three words hit her heart hard.

His voice has always been good, but now it is particularly magnetic when it is lowered, like a playing cello.

It sounds nice and seductive, making people indulge in it unconsciously.

"Don't be dizzy, let's go quickly." Qin Mianmian was in a good mood after hearing his voice, and withdrew her hand and continued moving forward.

Don't ask her why she didn't continue holding hands. Ask her why the road was too narrow for two people to walk.

She was in a happy mood and was thinking about how to get rich all the way, and whether she would be able to sell it in town in time after getting the prey.

As for the firewood cut by Fu Jingbo, the hay shed dedicated to storing firewood at home is almost full, and I have to find an opportunity to sell it in the town.

All these things indicated that their life would get better and better, but after walking to the place where Fu Jingbo chopped firewood yesterday, Qin Mianmian was poured cold water on her head.

"No, where's the firewood?" She stared at the place where there were only some broken leaves and branches.

There was a huge pile of firewood here yesterday, all chopped by Fu Jingbo.

According to the bundles Fu Jingbo could carry, he could tie seven or eight bundles anyway.

But now, where is the trace of firewood on the ground?
Fu Jingbo frowned, shook his head, and said nothing.

"Has someone stolen firewood?" She was shocked.

Life is difficult for everyone, but in this era without large-scale deforestation, the most indispensable thing on the mountain is firewood.

How can someone steal something that is everywhere?

She felt her heart twitch. Thinking of the calluses on Fu Jingbo's hands from chopping firewood, she hated the man who stole the firewood.

Originally, he was not smart and only knew how to chop some firewood. How could he steal it?
She was extremely angry, but Fu Jingbo was quite calm.

After looking at Qin Mianmian to make sure she didn't show any signs of dizziness, she waved the hatchet and started doing the work you do every day.

This mountain is not far from home, and there is plenty of firewood.It was just that Fu Jingbo had chopped off the larger ones before, and now only the slightly thinner ones were left.

It's not that it can't be burned, it's just that Fu Jingbo didn't like chopping before, probably because he thought it was too troublesome to chop. "Don't cut too much today. If we can get a bundle, we will carry it back. Don't put it here anymore."

She was in a happy mood but suddenly felt a little disappointed. After explaining to Fu Jingbo, she went to see the noose she had placed.

After arriving at the destination, the disappointment just now disappeared immediately.

Not excited, but chilled.

She had checked all the nooses yesterday. Some of them had been tightened by prey, and she had restored them to their original state one by one.

Even if she hunted the badger pig, she restored the noose to its original shape and could tie up another badger pig.

From the day before yesterday to now, the only one that is not very useful is probably the one that tied up the wild boar that day.

But even if it doesn't work, it should be as it was, not like it is now, cut into pieces on the ground.

All the nooses, even if they didn't tie up the prey, were all destroyed.

Qin Mianmian bent down to pick up a piece of vine, touched the neat cut, and curse words surged in his heart.

This was obviously cut with a knife!
Which bastard was so shameless as to cut off her noose.

She turned around and found that two of the nooses had some new hair on them.

There must have been something tied up, but the person who cut the noose took it away.

Qin Mianmian felt like her head was buzzing and she was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger.

Firewood was stolen, game was stolen, and nooses were cut.
These things may be done by one person, or by several people.

But as expected, they should all be from Wansheng Village.

Looking at the area where Fu Jingbo was standing, it was obvious that this place was where he often came to chop wood.

People in this village should also know that he was cutting firewood here, and he deliberately stole it.

Or maybe the prey she took yesterday was too eye-catching. Everyone knew there was prey here, and some people got interested.

But even if she was careful, she could just take away the prey, so why cut off the noose she had worked so hard to put in place.

Could this be the saying I often saw on the Internet in my previous life - there is nothing to laugh at, but there is nothing to fear.

Whenever your life is good, he will try every means to destroy it.

If you meet such a person, you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Throwing the noose heavily on the ground, Qin Mianmian narrowed his eyes, a little sinisterly.

She had to catch people, whether it was one person or a group, she wanted to see who was so shameless.

Over there, Fu Jingbo had just chopped a few sticks of firewood when Qin Mianmian walked over and squatted beside him to watch him.

From time to time he would sort out the firewood he had chopped, pouting his little mouth, and when he felt bored, he would pick up the firewood and poke it hard on the ground twice to vent his anger.

Fu Jingbo looked back at her from time to time, with some doubts in his eyes.

It wasn't that she wanted to be lazy, watching Fu Jingbo chop wood while she was resting next to him.

But they just brought a hatchet up the mountain. At this moment, she really didn't want to braid the noose to benefit the man who smashed the pot after eating, so she just left it there for a while.

Lowering her head and silently drawing circles with dead branches, Qin Mianmian silently cursed the person who stole her prey and destroyed her noose for three days. No, she couldn't pull out the daddy in 30 days.

He cursed the man who stole the firewood again, and suddenly heard a muffled groan.

Looking up, Fu Jingbo lost his knife at some point and was currently leaning on the firewood, frowning.

His face was pale, and he groaned from time to time, looking very uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)