But the Xiao Family had three new hoes, which would come in handy. Su Qingyue had bought them on a trip to town earlier.
Xiao Yuchuan moved closer to Su Qingyue and said, "Wife, let me carry the hoe for you. It's so heavy, I'm afraid it'll crush your delicate shoulders..."
"The hoe is just a piece of iron with a wooden handle attached, I can handle it," she said earnestly, "Don't bother, third brother."
"Alright, if you can't carry it anymore, just say it," he reached out to touch her soft face, "If you can't walk, just say it, and I'll carry both you and the hoe."
She rolled her eyes, "Shut your mouth."
"Use your mouth to seal mine, then it'll close," he pouted and mumbled, "Wife, pucker up!"
She ignored him, looking straight ahead, and continued walking.
Seeing Yuchuan being so unserious, Xiao Yishan coldly scolded, "Third brother!"
