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

Chapter 450 Zhang Shi is here
"Don't think about it, don't think about it, it's all over, the days are getting better now, don't think about those unhappy things anymore." Seeing Qiao Mai's small face wrinkled, and her eyes were red, Zhuang Jia hurriedly said something persuade.

Hua Xiaofeng also snorted, "It's over, don't think about it, just bring your mother back in the future, and your family will live in peace and stability."

"Yeah." A forced smile appeared on Qiao Xiaomai's face, "Uncle, grandma, it's almost noon, let me cook."

"Do it, do it, I'll light a fire for you." Zhuang Jia cheered up.

He was spoiled by Zhuang Luhe and Hua Xiaofeng since he was a child, and he developed a lazy and lazy temperament, and he was very generous. No matter how poor his family was, he would not be troubled, and he was happy all day long.

To be honest, he is not a good man.

But he is just lazy, has a gentle temper, does not provoke troubles, and always smiles when he sees everyone.

Such a person is a rare good person in a place where Qiao's family is full of the best.

Moreover, he also helped Zhuang Lvhe before. Although he only gave a few pennies at a time, it was a great help to the Qiao family at that time.

So now Qiao Xiaomai is willing to give this uncle a smile.

"You sit, it's hot, I'll go and light the fire." Hua Xiaofeng held him back, and said angrily, "Just work harder when eating, you're too lazy!"

"No, mother, you can rest, this sour plum soup is delicious, drink more." Zhuang Jia stood up, saw the pile of firewood in the shed, walked over and carried some into the kitchen.

Hua Xiaofeng also stood up and wandered around.

Seeing the wooden box of raw bean sprouts, he asked Qiao Mai why it was used.

Qiao Xiaomai told her about the bean sprouts, "It's just right, I have some at home, you can try it later."

Hua Xiaofeng responded, "Okay."

So the three chatted like this, and they started to have lunch together.

Soon, Qiao Changshun and Qiao Rice came back.

Seeing the father and son, Hua Xiaofeng first smiled at Qiao Dami, and then cursed at Qiao Changshun.

Throwing words like coward and softie on Qiao Changshun as if he didn't want money, he poked Qiao Changshun's face with his hand, spit flying around.

Qiao Changshun lowered his head, rubbed his hands, and let Hua Xiaofeng scold him.

To Zhuang Luhe, he owed too much, and he deserved it.

"Okay, mother, come over to eat, Brother Changshun didn't do it on purpose." Zhuang Jia looked at it for a while, couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Hua Xiaofeng to sit down.

"Hmph, I just wanted to let him know that there are people in our old dealer, so don't always think about bullying your sister. Let me tell you, Qiao Changshun, after Xiaohe comes back, not only are you not allowed to dislike her, but you have to make up for her!" Hua said. Xiaofeng said.

Qiao Changshun nodded, "As long as she comes back, I will treat her well."

"It's more or less the same!" With these words, Hua Xiaofeng was satisfied, and under Zhuang Jia's tugging, she sat down at the table.

Qiao Xiaomai looked at Qiao Dami, saw him looking up at Hua Xiaofeng with a small face, smiled, and said, "What do you dislike? My mother went out to work to earn money. When she comes back, I will Father will only love her more."

Only then did Hua Xiaofeng realize that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly raised her hand to pat her face lightly, then glared at Qiao Changshun, "It's all your fault for not being up to date, I'm so confused!"

"Okay, dad, come over to eat." Qiao Xiaomai rubbed Qiao Daomi's little head, and opened his mouth to call Qiao Changshun.

Qiao Chang complied, and limped to the well to wash his hands.

At this moment, the courtyard door rang, "Hello, is Qiao Mai at home?"

"Who is it?" Qiao Changshun responded.

"Me." The courtyard door was pushed open, and Mrs. Zhang's figure appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)