The husband is the hunter

Chapter 138

Duan Nanshan is dragging a muntjac towards home, this thing is very alert, it will run away quickly at the slightest sign of trouble, it is very difficult to hunt, he has missed many times, this time he finally found it One, he didn't dare to approach it to disturb it, carefully went around and tied ropes between several trees, and then returned to the original place, and shot an arrow at the right time, sure enough, the deer heard the sound Immediately, he ran wildly, the direction was exactly where Duan Nanshan had set the trap, but seeing that it had just tripped over the rope, Duan Nanshan immediately shot an arrow behind it, and this time he shot straight.

Although the muntjac was bleeding profusely, it couldn't die for a while, but it was a pity that it was exhausted and injured again, and died within a short distance.

This is a black deer. The brown-black fur is smooth and soft. Duan Nanshan thought as he walked, there was no big fur left at home last year. .

Duan Nanshan returned home earlier than usual due to the hunting of wild animals ahead of time. Fang Lin was outside chopping meat. She made sausages from the hunting food these days, but she made it by herself. For the needs of those customers in restaurants, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

Fang Lin didn't take a break from morning to night. When she was tired of chopping meat, she switched to lighter tasks such as cooking seasonings and stuffing sausages. Because of her extreme fatigue, when Duan Nanshan went hunting, she just ate some pancakes or something. , when I came back, I asked Duan Nanshan to cook some broth or stir-fry vegetables. At night, I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow. I haven’t eaten the meal made by my daughter-in-law for several days, and I don’t even have the benefit of kissing and touching at night. Yes, Duan Nanshan was very depressed, saying that he had to have a full meal for a few days.

He quickly peeled off the suede skin, washed the meat and hung it up, and then said to Fang Lin who was busy, "Come on, I caught a deer today. The meat is tender and delicious. Let's Can I eat this today?"

Suddenly stopping what she was doing, Fang Lin felt that her arms were sore and sore. She originally planned to catch a few sour bamboo shoots and eat pancakes today, but seeing Duan Nanshan's pitiful eyes, she felt a little sorry and wanted to After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Then stew it and eat it. I've never done this before. Let's make it like stewed rabbit meat."

"Listen to you." Duan Nanshan didn't think too much about it. Anyway, in his opinion, everything a wife does is delicious. He grinned, but found that Fang Lin was rubbing her arms, with the enthusiasm for a good meal in her heart Immediately, more than half of it was reduced, "Forget it, you've been tired for a day, and it's the same when we eat it tomorrow. Just make something, I won't go out tomorrow, and we'll talk about it after we finish packing up all the meat."

Fang Lin smiled, "It's not busy, I've already figured out a way, so I won't be so tired in the future. I'll cook first, and we'll talk about it later."

Duan Nanshan was puzzled for a while, and he also guessed the method Fang Lin had come up with, so he turned around and devoted himself to the work of chopping meat.

Although Xianggong said that he had to deal with it for a meal, Fang Lin couldn't bear it. Not only did he braise the musk deer meat, cut up slices of sour bamboo shoots, but also burned a minced meat vermicelli. Anyway, there is no shortage of minced meat at home.

The steaming hot porridge with minced meat was on the table. Duan Nanshan took a big sip from the bowl contentedly, and suddenly felt warm all over. He smiled and flattered his wife, "I've never had such delicious porridge before. , how to say which word, delicious in the world."

(End of this chapter)