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

Chapter 92 He Has an Idea

Because of these two people, none of his goals were achieved.

Not to mention gold and silver, even jelly vermicelli tofu bean curd can not eat.

In the past, he liked Sun's bandit behavior of rushing to Qiao Changshun's house to rob at will, but today he suffered a big setback in this kind of behavior.

If Mrs. Sun could sit down and talk slowly, then Tong Tiehu couldn't find an excuse to tie her to the county seat.

He has no profit from selling the jelly and vermicelli noodles, but he makes tofu and tofu every day. If this business can be done by Mrs. Sun...

It's all the fault of Mrs. Sun and Qiao Meipan for messing around!
Just as she was thinking about it, Qiao Meipan said angrily, "That bitch hooked Tong Sanlang, so the village chief helped her!"

"That's right, that bitch let the rice fall into the water, and purposely lured Tong Sanlang to rescue her, and then she made a meal to thank her, so the two of them hooked up!" Zhu Cuiying nodded repeatedly, as a person who saw Qiao Maimai go. She has a great say in the Tong family's delivery of food.

"It's so..." Sun Junyan frowned even tighter.

Qiao Meipan was rejected by Tong Sanlang, and he also knew about it. It turned out that he fell in love with Qiao Mai.

Although Tong Tiehu is an official at the bottom, he is an official anyway, and his family also has a shop in the town, which is a good home for Qiao Meipan.

Thinking about the recipes that Qiao Maimai had come up with, he thought about it for a while and had an idea in his mind.

"Let's eat first. After dinner, I'll go down to the ground and help dad fetch water." He sat down at the dining table.

Irrigation is a hard job, and you have to pick buckets of water from the well to your own fields. When Sun heard him say this, she immediately said, "You can just rest at home. The academy is too tired to come back. One trip, you don’t need to work.”

"It's boring to rest, I want to help dad." Sun Junyan smiled gently.

Seeing that he really wanted to go to the field, Mrs. Sun put all the three meat dishes she had just put away in front of him, "Eat more to nourish your body."

After saying this, she looked at Qiao Zhangfu, Zhu Cuiying, Qiao Erzhu, Qiao Ying, Qiao Meipan and the others present, her face darkened again, "Hurry up and eat, we'll all go to the ground later!"

Qiao Meipan opened her mouth, wanting to refute.

Carrying water and watering the fields didn't require her before, she was a girl, she always ran to the fields, her face was dark and her skin was rough, how could she get married?

But looking at Sun's black face, she swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

Forget it, endure it today.

Qiao Maimai didn't know the twists and turns in the old courtyard. She was sitting by the well, struggling to wash clothes.

The quilt cover was too big to fit in the small tub, so she simply used the tub to wash it.

Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami went out to cut grass for the donkey, and she was the only one left at home. She lifted the tub filled with water easily.

When the washing was almost finished, there was a slight sound of horseshoes outside the door, and Yuan Ding's cry sounded at the same time, "Mai, open the door, I'm here to deliver clay pots!"

Qiao Xiaomai made four clay pots of bean curd this morning, and took up all four of her newly bought pots. In order not to delay using it tomorrow morning, he made an extra trip to bring the pots back.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Mai let out a hey, and hurriedly stood up to open the door for him.

Seeing that her hands were wet, Yuan Ding asked while moving the clay pot, "Are you doing laundry?"

Qiao Xiaomai hummed casually, and without further ado, she walked over and was about to hug the clay pot, "Hey, why are there eight clay pots?"

(End of this chapter)