The whole mountain is my hunting ground

Ma Yang's words did make some sense to Wang Cuihua.

But in this case, if Ma Ling and her eldest brother and sister-in-law say, there is nothing wrong with her!

But this little Ma Yang is only fourteen years old. Whose kid can talk about this?

Yes, there is a Li Ruhai in this village.

Wang Cuihua was excited when she thought of Li Ruhai.

Sometimes people are so contradictory. Take these women in the village for example. All of them are willing to chat with Li Ruhai, but no one wants their son to be like Li Ruhai. Similarly, no one wants their daughter to marry Li Ruhai.

Seeing Ma Yang's look at this time, Wang Cuihua felt resentful in her heart and slapped Ma Yang on the back of the head. As her head moved forward, Ma Yang's laughter stopped abruptly.

After the slap, Wang Cuihua felt that her fingers were numb. She shook her hand and shouted at Ma Yang: "Hurry up and pack your things for school. If you don't wait for your father to come back, I will let him beat you!"

When Wang Cuihua mentioned Ma Dafu, Ma Yang's heart trembled and he quickly grabbed the schoolbag beside him.

"Daughter." Wang Cuihua pulled Ma Ling out of the house. When the couple went to the outhouse, Wang Cuihua taught her daughter: "Our family is not one of those who hate the poor and love the rich. In the future, when you marry, you must also be honest with others. Live your life honestly, but your brother is right. Look at families like ours, if the men don’t take money back, there are problems.”

"Yeah, yeah." Ma Ling nodded repeatedly, beginning to agree with Wang Cuihua's words.

"Oops!" Suddenly, Wang Cuihua remembered something, reached out and patted Ma Ling on the arm, saying: "Lunch box!"

After saying that, Wang Cuihua walked quickly into the east room.

There is an open aluminum lunch box on the Kang table in the east room. The lunch box contains rice and stewed cabbage and potatoes, which are the dishes Wang Cuihua brought to Ma Yang.

This winter, every classroom has a stove. At noon, you can put the lunch box on the stove and heat it up before eating. Children as old as Ma Yang don't have hot hands, so they are usually not allowed to come back for lunch.

Wang Cuihua grabbed a triangular bag and went to pack Ma Yang's lunch box, while Ma Ling went out of the house to go to the latrine.

Coincidentally, when Ma Ling came out of the hut, she happened to see Zhao Jun running towards her house.

When Ma Ling saw Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun also saw Ma Ling. Zhao Jun raised his hand to greet Ma Ling and said with a smile, "Why don't you wear more clothes?"

"You have a lot to wear." Ma Ling was a little happy when she saw Zhao Jun, but remembering what Wang Cuihua and Ma Yang said just now, she also wanted to ask tentatively.

The two walked forward slowly. Under the big willow tree where they usually chatted, a large snowdrift as high as one person had been pushed. However, this was not to build a snowman, but to accumulate clear snow here.

There is no way, even twenty years later, there will be no sanitation in the forest area.

Every household has to find an open space to pile the snow in their yards some distance away from their homes.

In this case, when the spring snow turns into water, it will not flow into your yard or affect the passing roads.

Zhao Jun and Ma Ling planned to whisper behind the snowdrift, but at this time, Ma Yang from home saw the two of them.

The child's eyes lit up and he didn't even need to carry firewood. He crept over and walked around to the other side of the snowdrift.

There is still clear snow falling in the sky, but the snow is very small. It is very romantic for the young couple to take a walk in this weather, but it is a bit cold.

"It's snowing now." Zhao Jun made an opening statement without saying anything, and then smiled at Ma Ling: "When all the tenants enter Lengchang, as soon as there is production over there, we will hold a meeting. After the meeting Let’s stop being busy, let’s just celebrate it with our two families.”

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, two red clouds flew up on Ma Ling's cheeks. The girl lowered her head slightly and said "hmm" in a low voice.

Zhao Jun chuckled and asked, "Has Liu Tiezui told us about the courtesy?"

"I told you." Ma Ling nodded and said, "We have nothing to say here."

"Yes, my uncle and my aunt are both open-minded people." Zhao Jun praised Ma Dafu and his wife, but Ma Ling shook her head slightly and said, "My uncle and my aunt are not busy either."

The two exchanged blows, and Ma Ling suddenly remembered the issue they had just discussed at home, and said to Zhao Jun: "Um... I want to ask you something?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled, but then he thought about it. He had been on the right track this year after his rebirth. He never did anything wrong, and he was not afraid of anyone asking questions.

Therefore, Zhao Jun was still worried that Ma Ling was nervous, so he smiled kindly and said, "Is there anything else we can't talk about? Just ask whatever you want."

At this time, Ma Yang, who was behind the snowdrift, pricked up his ears, but Ma Yang's voice was as quiet as a mosquito, and he said a little embarrassedly: "From now on...who cares about the money between us?"

"Huh?" Zhao Jun was startled when he heard this. Ma Ling's words brought back some deep memories in him, as if Ma Ling had asked this question in his previous life.

In the previous life, when Zhao Jun and Ma Ling were talking about a partner, Wang Meilan was no longer around. As Zhao Youcai renewed their relationship, the Zhao family separated and lived alone. After the young couple got married, there were no elders above them and they were in charge of their own affairs.

Before getting married, Ma Ling also asked this question.

If you ask this kind of question before getting married, can Zhao Jun not just follow the girl’s lead and say it?

After the marriage, Zhao Jun's salary was indeed handed over to Ma Ling, but like his father and most men, Zhao Jun kept it secret from Ma Ling for a day.

Today, Zhao Jun earns much more than he did in his previous life. Wang Meilan does not need any of Zhao Jun's salary on weekdays, and this should be the case after marriage.

Zhao Jun didn't care much about the more than forty yuan. According to his original plan, all these wages would be given to Ma Ling. After all, she was his wife, so she could spend it as she wanted.

But Ma Ling's question inadvertently reminded Zhao Jun of some embarrassing things about hiding money in his previous life, and he wanted to tease Ma Ling.

After Ma Ling asked, there was no reply from Zhao Jun. At this time, the girl felt a little panicked.

Still innocent, Ma Ling was afraid that Zhao Jun would think that she was a money-seeking woman, so she quickly explained: "Well... I didn't mean anything else. I just heard that in those... those families, women are in charge of money."

"Them?" After rebirth, Zhao Jun was also thick-skinned and immediately asked with a smile: "Can they be as beautiful as you?"

"Ah!" As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Ma Ling's little head buzzed for an instant, and she felt dizzy.

People these days are more reserved in expressing their feelings. He is also pragmatic in life. People care more about a person's character and whether he can work and live a good life than his appearance.

Just like that time, Jie Sunshi praised Ma Ling, saying that this girl looked like a person who lived a good life at a glance.

Furthermore, when people like Zhao Jun and Ma Ling get along with each other these days, there is no flirting before getting married. Although there is physical intimacy after getting married, there is no sweet talk.

Therefore, Zhao Jun's words were immediately dismissed by Ma Ling, and the girl asked about the money just now.

Ma Yang, who was on the other side of the snowdrift, muttered angrily: "This... smells shameless!"

"Hey, Ling!" Suddenly, Zhao Jun pointed to the rolling mountains in the distance and asked Ma Ling, "What do you think is the most powerful thing in this mountain?"

"What's the most powerful thing?" Ma Ling was still dazed at this time, but after hearing Zhao Jun's question clearly, she still answered seriously: "Big claws!"

This answer is bound to come up. Even Ma Ling knows that there are people in this village who hunt wild boars and kill Xiongcangzi, but even if it is not prohibited, there are not many who dare to use their big claws.

If the mountain people want to know which mountains have tigers, they will not dare to go there for ten or eight years.

"That's right!" Zhao Jun nodded in agreement, and then said to Ma Ling with a serious expression: "Look at those big claws. People in the city call it the king of beasts. It can walk alone on its own. !”

"Well, well." After Ma Ling was confused, she was stunned by Zhao Jun again.

It’s not Ma Ling’s fault. An eighteen-year-old girl these days must be so innocent!

"Look!" Zhao Jun continued to fool around: "Why are there so many gangs in the mountains?"

After raising this question, Zhao Jun did not need Ma Ling to answer, but immediately gave Ma Ling's answer, saying: "Wild boars, roe deer, mountain rats, these messy things are all in groups."

"Ah..." Ma Ling stared at Zhao Jun blankly with her big clear eyes.

I have to say that Ma Ling's appearance is really good. She has big eyes, long eyelashes, a small oval face, and her skin is a healthy wheat color due to doing farm work. She is tall, but she has lost some weight.

Looking at Ma Ling, who was very cute, Zhao Jun smiled and said: "Ling'er, what do I mean by telling you this? Look, the most powerful big paw, it lives alone. But that pig kid They are just in groups. So, we can’t always look at what they do, and we can’t be the same as them!!”

"Huh?" Ma Ling blinked twice, and as her big eyelashes fluttered twice, the girl's clear eyes showed a bit of innocence of a fool.

"You mean..." Ma Ling vaguely noticed the implication of Zhao Jun's words, and said hesitantly: "I can't be like those women, I can't manage money..."

"Money is nothing, what does it mean?" Zhao Jun interrupted Ma Ling and said, "I know that these people in our family, you, and I, Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma, are not people who dislike poverty and love wealth. , If you don’t have money, what can you do?”

"That's true..." Ma Ling nodded quickly when she heard this, but Zhao Jun didn't give her any room to speak and continued: "Ling'er, do you know? In our Yong'an area, not only our village, but also those three family members Including the district, girls like Banger, Da Banger, you are the most beautiful!"

"You said that again!" Ma Ling was so angry that she smiled and slapped Zhao Jun on the arm.

"That's what!" Zhao Jun suddenly raised his head, pretending to be reasonable, and said: "I'm different from others. As long as I'm looking for a wife, I have to find a good-looking one."

"You...you..." Ma Ling said in surprise: "Why are you like this?"

"How am I doing?" Zhao Jun said, "Yes, Ling'er, everyone in our village says you are a good girl and filial to your parents..."

Hearing Zhao Jun say this, Ma Ling's big eyes suddenly widened again, and the innocence of a fool was added to her clear eyes.

But what Ma Ling didn't expect was that Zhao Jun suddenly changed the subject and said, "But what does this have to do with me?"

"Huh?" Ma Ling was startled, then heard Zhao Jun say again: "People in our village also said that the girl from Lao Ma's family is a person who makes a living, and she is now able to work!"

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, Ma Ling's dull eyes became clearer for a second, and she couldn't help but nod her head.

But the next second, Zhao Jun changed the topic again and said: "But when I marry a wife, I don't want her to work for my family! Besides, our family's conditions are good, and this is not what I want."

"Huh?" Ma Ling was stunned again, but then Zhao Jun said: "Last winter, when that boy Ma Yang was craving for pancakes, you came home and asked me to cut a piece of black blind meat for you. Look, 'Oh,' Ma Ling looks so good-looking!"

No matter what age you are in, no matter what the values ​​of that age are, what girl doesn’t like to hear sweet words? What girl doesn't love to be pretty?

Especially when it comes from a lover, it is even more confusing!

At this time, Ma Ling's eyes were wide open, her long eyelashes were curled up, and her big eyes were full of clarity, but there were some inexplicable things floating on the clarity.

Ma Ling's mind was running rapidly. From Zhao Jun's repeated twists and turns, Ma Ling understood that in Zhao Jun's eyes, she was filial and knew how to live a responsible life, and she was also the most beautiful girl in the entire Yong'an Forest District!

After thinking about this clearly, Ma Ling's mind went blank for a moment. She opened her long eyelashes, narrowed her two beautiful big eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, gradually revealing her white teeth.

The girl also noticed something was wrong. She lowered her head slightly and covered her mouth with the back of her hand, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

Ma Ling: "Hehehe..."

Ma Yang behind the heavy snowdrift: "..."

Zhao Jun also laughed out of his eyes. This silly wife was so cute. Unfortunately, the endless quarrels in her previous life made this cute girl learn to be mischievous and crazy.

Through the failures in his previous life, Zhao Jun summed up an experience, that is, no matter how good a man is and how much money he earns, if his family is in a mess, he will have nothing left in the end.

In this life, Zhao Jun is prepared to guard his home and enjoy life peacefully, so he wants Ma Ling to remain so innocent.

Zhao Jun is not a stingy person. At this time, he came to Ma Ling and said to her: "What are I thinking about? I just thought, from now on, we will live a good life. We don't need anything at home, such as firewood, rice, oil and salt." Just worry about it, and you'll be beautiful and happy all day long. Even if our family's conditions are good, you don't need to be tired, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." Ma Ling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Zhao Jun continued: "I deducted all the money after working for a month, and I still have more than 40 yuan. My mother doesn't want this money. She usually lets me keep it for myself."

"Huh?" Ma Ling was startled when she heard this. She didn't quite believe Zhao Jun's words.

"Really!" Zhao Jun said: "Look at our mother, who in the village can compare with her? Why? This is an extraordinary woman, different from other women. I pay her a salary, but she doesn't take a penny. .”

What Zhao Jun said was true, but he didn't mention Zhao Youcai at all.

Ma Ling believed what Zhao Jun said, and she nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, Zhao Jun said again: "Ling'er, you are asking today, and I will tell you that when we get married in the future, my mother can't ask for my salary, and I will give it to you then..."

"I don't want it either!" Ma Ling suddenly interrupted Zhao Jun. She stared at her big beautiful eyes and said solemnly with extremely clear eyes: "Mom... no, Auntie doesn't want it, and I don't want it either!"