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

Chapter 470

"Mai, I'll be waiting to buy your fruit then." Du Qingai said.

Qiao Xiaomai responded crisply, "I promise I won't cheat the folks, everyone just wait for the sweet fruit!"

After seeing off these people, Qiao Mai took the money basket into the house, and then went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After dinner, the day passed quickly.

In the evening, Tong Sanlang came to sit for a while, and Qiao Xiaomai told him about Dean Gu taking the students to visit the secret path, and then the two chatted.

Tong Sanlang went hunting in the mountains again today, and bought two acres of land in exchange for 20 taels of silver.

Tomorrow we will continue planting sweet potatoes.

"Tsk, tormenting them like this, will they rebel?" Thinking of the tragedy of Tong's family yesterday, Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but ask.

"I can't help it. Grandpa is determined to torment them." Tong Sanlang felt very helpless about this.

Tong Tiehu is sometimes quite stubborn, coupled with his simple and rude behavior style, so the current experience of the Tong family has occurred.

Qiao Xiaomai clicked his tongue a few more times, and silently lit candles for these people in his heart.

Fools, all of them are fools, and those who are short-sighted are not as good as mice.

As far as Tong Sanlang was able to hunt, it took only a few minutes for the Tong family to return to how it was before.

So, after enduring this period of time, the big guy can continue to live a good life.

Where are these idiots?
I can't bear a hard day.

In order to keep his purse, he tried his best to calculate, and his appearance was really stupid and ugly.

As for?
He can only see Tong Sanlang's hunting ability but cannot see the good life hidden behind this ability.

Alas, fortunately Tong Sanlang doesn't follow these people.

"I'll deliver sour plum soup to the construction team tomorrow, you can go there," Qiao Mai said.

In the past, it was egg drop soup, but now it is sour plum soup. These are cheap and easy-to-use tools for gaining popularity.

"Let's have a look." Tong Sanlang didn't finish his sentence.

Although he also felt that his family was stupid, but if these people were suffering under the scorching sun but he was enjoying himself, then he would not be able to get over this hurdle in his heart.

The two elder brothers don't say anything, but his grandparents are really suffering!

Qiao Xiaomai understood his thoughts, rolled his eyes, and didn't force it.

The two chatted some gossip again, and when it was late at night, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, in the middle of the day, Qiao Xiaomai made two pots of sour plum soup and sent them to the construction team. Tong Sanlang didn't show up until she drove the ox cart back to the village.

Silly boy!

The day passed quickly, and in the evening, she and Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami went to Qiao Dazhu's new house for a banquet.

She had a good impression of Qiao Dazhu, so she brought a piece of brocade as a gift.

When the family of three arrived, the others were already there.

Qiao Qing, Qiao Meipan, Zhao Shufen, Qiao Xiaobao, and Qiao Changkang's family.

Seeing Zhao Shufen, Qiao Xiaomai didn't feel embarrassed, she pretended she didn't see it, and just greeted the others.

Zhao Shufen and Qiao Xiaobao's mother and son didn't speak, they just buried their heads and ate vigorously.

They are orphans and widows, and their lives are poor. Now that they have the opportunity to eat banquets, they will naturally eat more.

Based on this, their mother and son actually sat at the same table with Qiao Changkang and Wu Yinfeng and his wife.

"Grandpa, how are you doing?" Qiao Mai asked.

"It's okay." Qiao Qinghe looked older than before. He was working on the [-] acres of land at home by himself, and he was much thinner than before.

"Grandpa, shall I ask someone to help you?" Qiao Xiaomai stared at his old face for a few times, and said sincerely.

"No need." Qiao Qinghe shook his head.

What is his hard work?
Qiao Changshun's family has lived like this for more than ten years.

It's better to be bitter, he feels at ease.

(End of this chapter)