Liang Bozhao really couldn't do anything about her, he thought for a moment, let go of the hand around Ning Xiang's waist, leaned over to pick up the chicken, and put the chicken coop into the stove room.

Ning Xiang followed behind him, her clear pupils full of puzzlement.

Liang Bozhao looked confident and said to his little daughter-in-law; "Wait a few more days, and I'll make sure you see the eggs."

Xu was amused by Ning Xiang with his categorical tone, and saw her purse her lips and say a few words softly to her husband; "I don't believe it."

Liang Bozhao also smiled, looking at her soft face, the expression between his eyebrows gradually became gentle, and he only stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek.

It was night, Ning Xiang leaned on Liang Bozhao's arms and fell asleep, it was cold in winter, her body had always been weak, and she was as cold as a piece of ice when she went to bed every day, and then gradually warmed up in the arms of men, like a hibernating beauty snake.

slept until midnight, Ning Xiang only felt that the man next to her moved slightly, tucked the quilt for her, and got out of bed.

Ning Xiang rubbed her eyes, and saw that Liang Bozhao was already dressed up, pushed open the door and walked out.

She was a little curious, she didn't know where Liang Bozhao was going in the middle of the night, so she quickly got up and went out with her clothes.

The lights were on in the stove.

Ning Xiang saw that Liang Bozhao grabbed a handful of millet and handed it to the chicken coop, while the hen was pecking one by one, and she was eating vigorously.

Liang Bozhao had already noticed Ning Xiang, and when he saw the villain behind him, the man frowned, stepped forward to take off his shirt, draped it over her, and said helplessly; "What are you doing running out in the middle of the night?"

Ning Xiang raised her eyes, because she didn't sleep enough, her eye circles were a little red, and the cold in the middle of the winter night made her can't help but drill into her husband's arms, and whispered; "When I saw that you were up, I came out with you."

After speaking, Ning Xiang glanced at the stove room with the light on, and saw the hen pecking with her head down, her eyes were full of doubts, and she looked like a man in puzzlement.

Liang Bozhao tightened his grip on her body, held her close to his chest, and said lightly when he heard the words; "When the lights are lit at night, the chicken thinks that when the day is dawn, it will eat desperately, or in a few days, it will naturally lay eggs."

Ning Xiang had never heard of this, and some were skeptical at the moment, so she only spit out two words; "Really?"

Seeing that she still looked a little unconvinced, Liang Bozhao didn't say much, only smiled and nodded; "Really."

After speaking, the man took the little lady back to the house, and hugged her for a while after entering the bed, before warming up Ning Xiang's body.

It snowed on this day.

Ning Xiang cooked a meal in the stove room, and as soon as he entered the house to call Liang Bozhao, he saw him looking focused, sitting on a chair, touching a sharp knife in his hand, and sharpening a bamboo, the tail end of the bamboo, and a feather.

It's a feather arrow!

After all, Ning Xiang had been in Zhang's Mansion for ten years in her previous life, and the ladies of Zhang's Mansion would also play some tricks in the summer, such as throwing pots and arrows, which she recognized.

But those arrows are just for boudoir play, the tip of the arrow has never been so sharp, Ning Xiang was a little scared, and couldn't think of what Liang Bozhao was doing with these feather arrows.

Hearing the footsteps of the little lady, Liang Bozhao didn't raise his eyes, still buried in his work, Ning Xiang became uneasy, and whispered to him; "Xianggong..."

The man then raised his head.

"These arrows....?"

Liang Bozhao put down the knife and arrow in his hand, stood up and walked to Ning Xiang, "In a few days, I plan to go into the mountains and go hunting some game and come back." ”

Hearing Liang Bozhao speak, Ning Xiang knew that he was going to enter the mountain, Liang Bozhao had often entered the mountain in his previous life, but Ning Xiang had never gone to her heart, at that time, she was not worried about his safety, but every time a man left home, she was a lot more relaxed in her heart, and even faintly, looking forward to Liang Bozhao staying in the mountains for a few more days and not coming back so early.

But now it's different.

She was sincere to Liang Bozhao, thinking of the injuries suffered by the man in the previous life after entering the mountain, Ning Xiang's heart was pinched, how could she let him go into the mountain to take risks.

"There will be wild beasts in the mountains, don't go." Ning Xiang grabbed his big hand, and her clear eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

Liang Bozhao saw that she was in a hurry, so he held her soft and comforted her gently; "Don't worry, I'm in control."

His voice was gentle, and his gaze was calm and there was no trace of wind and rain.