Watching Xuexue bolt all the doors and windows as if guarding against a thief, Big Bull scratched his head in confusion and muttered to himself, "Why is my wife angry again? Could it be that she doesn't like me holding her in sleep? Sigh! Women's thoughts are truly hard to understand."
The next day
In the early morning, the front of the old residence was noisy.
A young man, dressed in tatters, was seen pulling two equally shabby, thin children, about two to three years old, looking around cautiously at the entrance of the old residence, shivering and not daring to enter. A large group of villagers curious about the spectacle followed them.
"Who are you looking for?" Xuexue, with a shovel on her shoulder, was planning to go to Xiao Xi at the village entrance to dig for loaches, taking advantage of the fact that the villagers still didn't know there were loaches there, hurriedly planning to turn over the soil there in the next few days.
