Chapter 22: Turning to the Stone

Huang Zheng rushed down the mountain, but when he walked to the door of the house, he muttered, bamboo insects and bamboo rats are things with high nutritional value and economic value in modern times, here, looking at the expression of osmanthus flowers, they are quite disgusting things.

Only that Yang Xiu is not taboo and dares to eat bamboo rats, and the others do not eat them.

If you take it home recklessly, you will definitely scare Huang Zheng.

Although Huang Zheng himself was brave, he was not strong enough to kill a bamboo rat with his bare hands, so he thought of asking Yan Shi for help.

When he arrived at Yan's house, Yan Shi was carrying water to the water tank, and when he saw Huang Zheng coming, his face turned red, and he scratched his head for a long time, and stammered a complete sentence: "Zheng'er, you, why are you here?" ”

No wonder Yan Shi was flattered, in the past, Huang Zheng would never take the initiative to come to him alone.

Huang Zheng pulled the bamboo rat in front of Yan Shi's eyes, and said quite embarrassedly: "That, Brother Shi, Brother Shi, can you, can you help me peel off this bamboo rat, it is alive, my stone knife is broken, and I don't dare to do it......"

Yan Shi looked at the bamboo rat in astonishment and said, "Zheng'er, this, can this thing be eaten?" If you want to give the bird some oily food, I'll see if I can detain some birds tomorrow and tomorrow......."

Huang Zheng stubbornly shook his head and said: "Brother Shi, this thing is fatter than birds, you can help, I beg you......."

His own honor, coupled with this soft voice of "please", even Huang Zheng himself had goosebumps.

Yan Shishi's face turned red, and he mustered up the courage to untie the rope on Huang Zheng's wrist, and found that this rope turned out to be the rope that prayed for marriage in the marriage temple in the county.

This kind of rope, different from ordinary red threads, is a marriage rope formed by more than ten red threads, which is very strong.

In the village, they don't respect gods and are not afraid of ghosts, and always go to the temple to steal the marriage rope to use, and there is only one person in Zhuxiang Village, that is, the little ruffian Yang Xiu.

Yan Shishi's hand to untie the rope stopped, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Zheng'er, have you offended Yang Yimao?" ”

Looking at Yan Shishi's solemn and frightened look, Huang Zheng immediately denied it, and shook his head like a rattle: "Absolutely not, I am less daring than a mouse, how dare I provoke that evil god, absolutely not." ”

Yan Shishi did not suspect at all, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the bamboo shoots hanging on the side of the basket by Mingyue, and guessed in his heart that Mingyue had stolen the bamboo shoots that Yang Xiu had marked, and the red rope came in this way.

Yan Shishi didn't see the bamboo shoots, and said softly: "Zheng'er, I'll help you throw this red rope for a while, so Yang Xiu suspects that it's a big trouble." ”

Huang Zheng nodded first, then shook his head and said: "Don't throw it, this rope is the marriage rope in the temple, Yang Xiu can steal it, I can also ask for it, I won't be suspicious." ”

This rope is stronger than ordinary ropes, and Huang Zheng has a plan in his heart.

Yan Shi opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but suddenly reflected what Huang Zheng meant by "seeking", could it be that Huang Zheng opened his mind and finally moved his mind to marry? That yourself......

Yan Shishi blushed, and it took a lot of effort to untie the red rope, and he carried the vole to the room, and after a while, he pierced a piece of meat with a straw rope and handed it to Huang Zheng with an iron knife the size of a palm.

It is rare to see iron tools in her own home, Yan Shi gave herself an iron knife, although it is not big, Huang Zheng is not to mention how happy she is, that stone knife really makes her feel like she is wearing back to ancient times.