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

Chapter 451 Begging for Sour Plum Soup

Mrs. Zhang, this is a rare visitor to the Qiao family, and this is her first visit.

Qiao Xiaomai immediately thought of Tong Sanlang, and hurriedly stood up, "Auntie, why are you here?"

Could it be something happened to Tong Sanlang?

Mrs. Zhang stood at the door, smiled, and said, "Come here to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Qiao Mai walked towards the door.

"Isn't everyone going to grow sweet potatoes today? It's a hot day, and a group of people stay in the field, old and young, so I thought of coming over to ask you, can I make a pot of sour plum soup, wait a while I'll take it to the field."

"Your grandpa Tong and Sanlang are in the field right now. There are too many sweet potato seedlings. They won't come back until they finish planting. Everyone is working hard."

After Mrs. Zhang said this, Qiao Xiaomai froze for a moment.

She never expected that Mrs. Zhang's first visit was for such a trivial matter.

She took a careful look at Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang was beaten up by Tong Xingda today. Although her hair was still tidy and there were no traces on her clothes, the reddish eye sockets after crying gave her away.

And in the end, Mrs. Zhang hated Qiao Xiaomai, and today's beating was because of Qiao Xiaomai, so her smile was a bit forced at the moment.

Qiao Xiaomai saw Zhang's abnormal state in her eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and asked, "Who wants to drink this sour plum soup?"

Certainly not because of Tong Tiehu and Tong Sanlang.

The grandparents and grandchildren would definitely not be able to come to the door and ask for sour plum soup.

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, the smile on her face froze for a moment. She even came to the door in person. Qiao Xiaomai didn't agree readily. Does she still want to marry her Saburo?

"Of course Saburo wants to drink." She put away the smile on her face and said seriously.

"Oh, is that so?" Qiao Xiaomai smiled, "How about this afternoon? I'm having dinner right now, and there are guests at home."

She said and pointed to Hua Xiaofeng and Zhuang Jia who were sitting under the willow tree.

Hua Xiaofeng had already come over at this time, sour plum soup?
WTF?

She scanned Zhang's body up and down with her sharp eyes, and snorted, "Who is this, Maimai? You came here at noon under such a bright sun just to beg for a bowl of sour plum soup?"

"What kind of poverty does this family have to be able to do such a beggar? Look at the clothes on your body, doesn't it look like a poor beggar?"

beg?

As soon as these two words came out, Zhang's face darkened immediately.

She looked at Hua Xiaofeng with a gloomy face, "I think you are the beggar, right?"

The clothes Hua Xiaofeng was wearing were far worse than hers.

Hua Xiaofeng sneered, "You're not a beggar, so what are you doing here? Mai Mai, who is this? I'll go to your village to find out whose daughter-in-law is so worthless that she came to your house to beg for sour plum soup."

Qiao Xiaomai glanced at Xiaofeng, but there was no smile on her face, "This is the daughter-in-law of the head of our Anping Village."

Although she doesn't like Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang is Tong Sanlang's biological mother after all.

She was not happy to be squeezed by Hua Xiaofeng like this.

If Tong Sanlang knew about this, Tong Sanlang would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she said again before Hua Xiaofeng did, "Auntie, I have guests at home now, so I can't do it. I'll do it in the afternoon and send it to the fields for you, how about it?"

Isn't it just a pot of sour plum soup, Zhang's future mother-in-law came to ask for it herself, and she made it.

(End of this chapter)