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

Chapter 1007 Soap
When it was sent to Tong Dalang, Qiao Changshun felt uncomfortable, and he gave 20 taels directly, "Dalang, happy new year."

Tong Dalang also showed a smile on his honest face, "Uncle Changshun, happy new year."

He reached out to take the 20 taels of silver, and asked, "When will we start working again?"

"Fourth day."

"Then I'll come back on the fourth day." Tong Dalang smiled again, turned around and left with 20 taels of silver in his pocket.

Qiao Changshun settled the wages for everyone, and then returned to Zhuxiangju. Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi had almost prepared the New Year's Eve dinner.

After a while, Qiao Mai came in with a pot of broth, and she said with a smile, "It's been boiled for a day, it's full of essence, come here, come with dumplings, let everyone have a bowl."

"Okay, okay, let's eat." Qiao Changshun was very happy.

Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi's sisters are average in craftsmanship, but because they use spiritual spring water, the taste is justifiable.

Qiao Xiaomai doesn't like leftovers, so this New Year's Eve dinner is also very simple, with only six dishes.

The six-course meal would be shabby for rich people, but it was very hearty for Qiao Changshun and Qiao Zhaodi Qiao Yindi.

In the past six months, they have followed Qiao Maimai to eat hot food and drink hot food, but their mentality still hasn't changed, and they are easy to be satisfied.

Zhuang Lvhe was also sitting at the table, she still didn't speak, her whole body was like a puppet that had lost its soul, exuding old spirit.

She didn't speak, and others only said an auspicious word of happy new year to her. Other than that, only Qiao Changshun talked to her from time to time.

Overall, the atmosphere of this New Year's Eve dinner was good.

After eating, there is a vigil. There is this custom here. The dishes and chopsticks are removed, and the whole family starts to play mahjong.

In the past, when I was watching the year, I would get together and gossip, and I would feel sleepy while talking, and I would fall asleep easily.

Now that there is mahjong, everyone is still full of energy until early in the morning.

Firecrackers are going to be set off in the early morning. At this time, the fireworks have not yet been researched, but the firecrackers are lively enough, crackling, and very loud in this silent night.

After the firecrackers, the New Year is here.

Keeping the New Year's Eve is considered complete, Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang go back to Maiyuan to sleep.

"Actually, Chinese New Year is very tiring." After taking a bath, Qiao Xiaomai quickly got under the covers in her suspender pajamas.

Tong Sanlang sat on the edge of the kang and wiped his hair, nodded upon hearing this, "Yes."

"But it's really comfortable to lie on the kang right now!" Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help rolling on the bed while talking.

The temperature outside the room was below zero, and the cold wind was blowing. She was wearing silky pajamas, rolling in the warm blanket, in a comfortable state!
Tong Sanlang looked at her, hooked the corners of his mouth, put the towel made of silk cloth in his hand aside, lifted his long legs and lay down on the kang.

The temperature on the kang was just right, and Qiao Maimai's body, which was smoother than silk, was also very good. He stretched out his long arms and legs, and hugged Qiao Maimai's fragrant body in his arms.

"Is the shower gel almost gone?" He asked after smelling the familiar fragrance.

"That's right." Qiao Xiaomai stretched out her snow-white arms to wrap around his thin waist, rubbed her small face against his neck, and said, "I won't be able to smell this fragrance soon."

There are not many daily necessities stored in her space, and almost all of it is food in such a large space.

Tong Sanlang raised his arm, gently stroked her smooth back, and said softly, "You said before, what kind of soap is made of lard?"

"I've heard that's the case, but I don't know the specifics."

"Why don't you study soap first?" Tong Sanlang caressed her back unconsciously with his big hand, his handsome face showed a thoughtful look, "The Supreme Emperor said that he should give him a new thing when he comes to Beijing, I think soap is good. "

(End of this chapter)