Marry a hunter to be husband

Matchmaking

Chapter 2

When Shen Qian rushed to the field, Shen Jifeng and Shen Lin were already there.

Mr. Shen, Shen Qingping and the old lady also came unexpectedly. The old lady followed her son and grandson who were digging the ground, picking up some weeds that could not be left in the ground. Shen Qingping stood on the ridge of the field and looked around.

Shen Qian guessed what he was looking for.

Sure enough, he was still far away. As soon as the old man saw him, he cursed: "I don't know where I died as soon as I started working. Why didn't I see you hiding during dinner?"

Shen Qian paused in his steps. Although he had been in a state of confusion for the past two days, he had not done less work. In his memory, the original owner had never been lazy. Today, he came a little late for some reason. As an elder, Shen Qingping did not ask questions. What happened to him? Instead, he cursed when he opened his mouth.

Looking at the people in the field, the old lady stopped what she was doing and looked at him wondering what he was thinking. The uncle and second brother were holding hoes, looking like they were watching a good show.

Today’s incident probably won’t end with just a few scoldings.

Shen Qian pursed his lips and slowly glanced at the surrounding fields.

"What? You still want me to invite you over..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old lady in a low voice, "Don't watch the excitement outside."

Several people followed the old lady's gaze, which was what Shen Qian glanced at before, and looked around. They saw that the villagers who were digging in the ground nearby stopped one by one at some point and picked up their hoes. Look in their direction.

The old man endured and endured, and endured the reprimands. On weekdays, let alone scolding Shen Qian, he could just beat or punish him, but this was outside. They were exiled to Qingping Village and wanted to find a household in the village who could help. It was not easy for them to get married in the family where they established themselves. It would be even harder if Shen Qian had a reputation for being lazy and lazy.

With the villagers looking at the excitement, and thinking of relying on Shen Qian to get married to the villagers, the old man had already scolded Shen Qian in his heart, and he still had to show concern on his face, "You just said What have you been doing?"

Shen Qian picked up the extra hoe on the ridge of the field, walked to a place far away from Shen Jifeng and Shen Lin, turned over the ground a few times, and then said, "Don't you think I'm just lazy?"

The old man didn't expect that he would dare to talk back. He was so angry that he was worried about the eyes of the villagers and didn't dare to make a fuss. He held it in until his face and neck turned red. After a while, he glared at Shen Qian fiercely and said, "Wait, don't I thought I couldn’t deal with you.”
He spoke harshly, but did not dare to raise his voice any higher.

When Shen Qian didn't hear anything, he buried his head in digging on the ground. When he looked up again, the old man was no longer on the field ridge, but the old lady was still there.

After that, throughout the afternoon, Shen Jifeng grunted at Shen Qian from time to time, but like the old man, he did not dare to make a fuss.

As the sun set, a shepherd boy hummed a folk song and led his cattle past the field ridge. Shen Jifeng put the hoe on his shoulder and called to Shen Lin, "Let's go home."

Shen Qian patted the dirt on his body and followed suit.

When Shen Jifeng saw this, he turned around and said with a half-smile: "You came late today, it's best to go back later."