My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease

   Chapter 19 Fuzzy Memory

  Han Shi didn't know what was going on, but he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing past, and a heavy object was pressing on his body.

   Qin Xi threw the small shovel in his hand quickly and accurately while throwing down Han Shi. On the branch, a very bright little green snake was instantly divided into two.

   "Call for danger!"

   Seeing that the danger was lifted, Qin Xi's tense nerves relaxed, and he subconsciously looked at Han Shi, who was already frightened, and patted his handsome face worriedly, "Are you alright!"

  It was also at this time that Qin Xi realized that she was riding on Han Shi's body, her posture was quite ambiguous, her cheeks immediately burned red, and she got off him embarrassingly.

  Although this is my husband, I can ride it justifiably.

  However, her husband is a man with a boyish heart, and all her charms vanished in an instant. Moreover, now she just wants to become stronger, at least not so strong that she was not chased and killed like in the previous life.

   "Huh? Silly?"

   Qin Xi said jokingly when he saw that he still didn't get up.

  Han Shi was dazed, and a vague memory seemed to flash through his mind. He didn't see it very clearly, but the picture of Qin Xi's riding posture just now was very familiar. He tried hard to think, but the back of his head was aching.

   "You won't be so scared!" Qin Xi shook his hand in front of him worriedly.

  Han Shi covered the back of his head and said with a flat mouth, "Daughter-in-law, my head hurts!"

   "Huh? Let me see?"

   Qin Xi touched his head, took his pulse again, and asked solemnly, "Han Shi, tell me, something hit your head hard? It's not just one stroke."

   When she woke up on the first day, she knew that Han Shi's stupidity was not congenital, it was man-made, and the injury to the back of her head had lasted at least fifteen years.

   In other words, Han Shi was only 6 years old at the time.

who is it?

   Who is so heartbroken and so cruel to a child.

   Qin Xi gritted his teeth, wishing he could go to the culprit to settle accounts, and let him/her also taste the experience of being a fool for more than ten years.

  Han Shi saw Qin Xi's expression was slightly fierce, and he felt a little nervous. He carefully pulled Qin Xi's trousers, "Daughter-in-law, did you fall in pain? Where does it hurt, I'll rub it for you?"

   Qin Xi sighed, distressed by his sensible appearance, stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, patted the dust and grass clippings on his body, and said, "It's okay, let's continue!"

"Oh!"

This time, Han Shi, like a golden retriever, followed Qin Xi honestly, helping her to collect medicine and carry her basket. The two of them walked further and further without knowing it, until they heard a wild boar not far away. The screeching sound suddenly stopped.

   "Daughter-in-law, there are pigs!"

  Han Shi's ears were pointed, his pure and clean eyes lit up immediately, his expression was a little excited, he took out the rusted machete in the frame and protected Qin Xi behind him.

   Since his ancestors were all hunters, Han Shi was very interested in hunting. He often heard his grandfather talk about hunting when he was a child, and he also admired his grandfather very much.

   However, after Han Shi's father had an accident in the later period of hunting, his grandfather never mentioned the matter of hunting again.

  Han Shi has been very sensitive since he was careful. He knew that grandpa was in a bad mood when he mentioned hunting, so he never mentioned it again.

   But he has a fanatical obsession with hunting in his bones.

   Looking at the man standing in front of him, Qin Xi was slightly startled, and a little warmth ignited in his heart.

   Recalling the days when she was in exile in her previous life, except that her parents could stand in front of her in times of crisis, that is, this time, this man with an IQ of no more than 6 years old stood in front of her without reservation.

   (end of this chapter)