The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 3
Sun yelled exaggeratedly, "I'm trying to do something for you, but you actually said that my old woman is cursing you, and all my good intentions have been fed to the dogs!"

"If you don't sell wheat, let me see what you use to pay the spring tax!"

Accompanied by her exaggerated tone, saliva spewed out across Qiao Changshun's face.

"With the face of wheat, you can get 20 taels of silver at least if you sell it in a brothel. 20 taels are enough for you to pay your spring tax, and you can also buy back the land that was sold to you for medical treatment!"

"Mother, Mai Mai is your granddaughter!" Qiao Changshun's body shook as if he was sifting chaff, his black face turned red with anger.

"Sit down and discuss whether you want to sell or not. You can't get to the point of selling your daughter." Zhu Cuiying said as a peacemaker.

She pointed at the three tile-roofed houses while talking about mung bean eyes, and said, "The third family has valuables besides wheat, and it's not really a dead end. Why bother to sell your daughter? If it spreads out, it will definitely be heard by others." Poke the spine!"

Qiao Maimai watched the performance of these two people with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and a mocking smile appeared, "Grandma, haven't you always advertised that you love my father's son the most? Now my father is forced to sell his daughter. Why don't you take out the money to help him get through this hurdle?"

Let yourself pay for the money?

Mrs. Sun was taken aback when she heard this, then she gave Qiao Xiaomai a hard look, raised her hand and patted her thigh, and howled, "God, my life is so miserable!"

"Every day I worry about Changshun's family, but now a yellow-haired girl says she doesn't value Changshun. God, open your eyes and send down a thunderbolt to kill those black-hearted sluts!"

Qiao Xiaomai stood where she was, watching Sun howling coldly, without moving.

Qiao Changshun lowered his head and said nothing.

He is usually filial and honest, but now his daughter-in-law ran away with a wild man, and Sun forced him to sell his daughter. Now he really can't be like before, when he saw Sun howling, he would persuade and compromise promise.

His family has always been his bottom line. He is willing to suffer, but he will never sell his daughter.

Seeing this, Zhu Cuiying glanced around Qiao Maimai's bright and big tile-roofed house again with small eyes, and persuaded, "I said Changshun, mother is also for your own good, if you don't pay taxes, you will have to do hard labor."

"In my opinion, there is no need to sell wheat. Doesn't your family still have this house? It was newly built last winter and is brand new. If you sell it, you can sell it for at least ten taels of silver."

"It just so happens that your eldest nephew should also be engaged. We have no place to live in the Qiao's old home. Why don't you sell the house to me and your elder brother, and then our parents will come and live together."

"We are all one family. For the sake of our parents, how about a few taels, five taels of silver?"

Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but sneer when she heard that, sure enough, the so-called selling her was just a cover, knowing that Qiao Changshun couldn't do such a thing, the ultimate goal of the Sun family and Zhu Cuiying was on her family's big tile house.

It took 20 taels to build a house in the winter last year, and now I want to buy it for five taels, which is really a good idea!
Too lazy to break up with these two shrews, she said, "Father, go and ask the village chief to come over and ask him to judge. He said that as soon as my mother left, my grandma forced you to sell me to a brothel, my uncle Forcing you to sell the house."

"Ouch!" Mrs. Sun yelled loudly when she heard the words, and simply sat down on the ground, howling, "God, I'm dead, and this bitch took my good intentions as plotting for family property, my God, Hurry up and kill this unfilial little girl!"

Qiao Xiaomai frowned in disgust, and was about to urge Qiao Changshun again, when a tall and straight figure appeared at the door. She looked up, and it turned out to be Tong Sanlang from the village head's family.

(End of this chapter)