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

Chapter 63 My marriage, I decide on my own
There were more soybeans to be ground, Qiao Xiaomai and Qiao Changshun got up earlier, and it took more than two hours to make the tofu and bean curd.

They are not very proficient at pulling mills with donkeys, and they will be faster when they become proficient in the future.

When Yuan Ding came, he was very happy to learn that there were four clay pots of bean curd.

"Miss Qiao, when I came here, the shopkeeper asked me to tell you that the tofu curds are selling well, and I hope you can make more. But you actually made four clay pots today. The shopkeeper will be very happy!"

"Then how much does your shopkeeper sell for a bowl?" Qiao Maimai was a little curious.

"The bowls here are divided into two bowls, one bowl is twenty Wen." Yuan Ding didn't hide it from her, and answered truthfully.

Joe Mai "..."

No loss is a businessman!
"Miss Qiao, the money I brought today is not enough, I will pay you the rest in the afternoon." Yuan Ding said again.

Every day the money is paid in cash, Qiao Mai suddenly increased the amount, he was not prepared.

There are only four clay pots in Qiao Mai's house, and he has to send them back in the afternoon.

Qiao Mai nodded, "Okay."

Helping Yuan Ding load the tofu and bean curd onto the carriage, Qiao Xiaomai turned and went back to the yard.

I made underwear for Joe Rice yesterday, and it's time to make her own today.

He moved a stool and sat in the yard, basking in the sun while flying needles and threading. Qiao Changshun fed the chickens, then found out the dirty clothes, and sat by the well to wash them.

Qiao Dami also moved a small stool and sat by the well. He was cleaning the snails he caught yesterday with a small brush made of willow branches.

From the corner of Qiao Changshun's eyes, she kept looking at Qiao Xiaomai. Seeing that her sewing was still sloppy, she only considered speed and did not pay attention to appearance, and the wrinkles on her face couldn't help but deepened. The husband's family dislikes it."

Qiao Mai, who is working hard, "..."

She said helplessly, "Father, why do you keep thinking about this?"

"You are old, can you not miss it?" Qiao Changshun sighed.

In the past, the family was poor, except for a Jiang family who came to beg for his stupid son, no matchmaker came to the door.

Now the family situation has improved, but Zhuang Luhe ran away with the wild man.

The bad impact of this incident is much worse than being poor.

He was really worried that Qiao Maimai would not be able to marry, and even if she did, he was worried that she would be angry with her husband's family.

"Oh...it's all my fault." Qiao Changshun sighed again as he spoke, the wrinkles on his face were completely squeezed together, and with his dark and yellow complexion, he looked even older, "I never thought about you three before." ,It is my fault……"

Joe Mai "..."

She held her forehead helplessly, "Father, can we not mention this kind of thing?"

"How can you not mention that you are going to get married sooner or later. This kind of thing should be done as soon as possible, otherwise all the good boys will be picked up by others, or I will ask someone to pay attention to you now?"

"I don't want to marry." Qiao Maimai refused very simply.

"How can you not get married?!" Qiao Changshun was startled.

"What's so good about being married? When you meet a mother-in-law like grandma, you will be bullied all your life?" Qiao Xiaomai's face showed a trace of coldness, and there are men, who are moved by love when they are in love. Started to chop.

Qiao Changshun "..."

Zhuang Lvhe's bloody example was in front of him, and he really couldn't refute Qiao Xiaomai's words.

After being silent for a while, he finally said, "I will definitely pick you one that is good in all aspects."

"Don't pick, my marriage is my own decision, father, don't talk about this matter again, no matter what you say, I won't listen to it." Qiao Xiaomai said, stood up, and took the sewing basket back to the room.

With a small face, she carried the basket on her back, took the sack and walked towards the gate of the yard, "I'll cut some grass for the donkey."

Before she finished speaking, she left the yard.

Qiao Changshun was stunned.

(End of this chapter)