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

Chapter 1013 Give Me 20 Taels

If Li Ruan hadn't borrowed money by herself, then Qiao Xiaomai would never reach out to Qiao Changshun right now.

She just rejected Li Rou and slapped Li Rou in the face, but here Qiao Changshun was thinking about the in-laws' love and it was 20 taels for a shot, now Li Rou didn't know how to laugh at her!

Meeting such a stupid father is so annoying!

"He's your in-law and you can subsidize it with money yourself. He's not my in-law. As I said, I don't recognize anyone from the Tong family except Tong Sanlang and Grandpa Tong." Qiao Maihan said with a grimace.

Qiao Changshun "..."

He rubbed his hands, his face turned red, and he explained in a naive manner, "You don't need to do this... You see, San Lang's parents are locked up, and Da Lang is quite simple and honest..."

He knows the situation of the Tong family. Tong Sanlang's Zhongju did not bring any financial benefits to the family, and the family property was confiscated before. Compared with the Qiao family, it can be called abject poverty.

Moreover, Tong Dalang has been working here for so many days, and has been diligent and honest. For the sake of the Chinese New Year, it is nothing to give an extra ten taels of silver...

"They were locked up by themselves. I didn't say to forgive them. Father, listen carefully. I don't recognize anyone from the Tong family except Tong Sanlang and Grandpa Tong. 20 taels of silver, Give me."

Qiao Changshun "..."

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, Qiao Xiaomai's dislike for the Tong family...

This is so serious...

Sighing, he turned and went into the room, and came out after a while holding four small ingots of five taels.

Qiao Mai took the little ingot with no expression on his face, turned around and left.

"Wheat, you..."

"Father, you can eat, I'll persuade her." Tong Sanlang stopped Qiao Changshun, reached out to pick up a plate, put five or six buns on the plate, and went after Qiao Maimai.

In the house, Qiao Xiaomai lit a candle, sat on the edge of the kang and sulked.

Seeing Tong Sanlang come in, she rolled her eyes, "Just take these buns?"

"Isn't there soup and milk tea in your space? Just eat with steamed buns, it's just right." Tong Sanlang walked over with a smile, put the plate of steamed stuffed buns on the kang table, then sat down beside her, raised his arms around her Shoulder, said softly, "Don't be angry, I am not angry even if you look at it."

"That's my own father and not yours, so he knows how to hold me back!"

"What front legs and back legs, you are not a pig." Tong Sanlang tapped her nose with his other hand.

Qiao Mai immediately glared at him, "You call me a pig?"

"I'm a pig." Tong Sanlang immediately admitted his mistake.

Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes, "I'll boil hot water to shave and open my hair later!"

"I'll take a bath by myself later, and when you're done lying on the bed, you can ravage it however you want." Tong Sanlang was very cooperative.

Seeing his serious expression, Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but raised her hand and patted him, "You better hold on!"

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang clicked his tongue regretfully, "Then don't be angry, it's just a trivial matter. It's not worth getting angry about such a trivial matter when it's Chinese New Year."

Qiao Xiaomai stared at him, raised her eyebrows, and said, "If this couple act like monsters, I will ask Grandpa to lock them up too."

"Close." Tong Sanlang nodded without hesitation.

Only then was Qiao Xiaomai satisfied, snorted, and said, "Call Uncle Fan tomorrow, and you go to the village and sell those hundreds of bicycles, and I won't go back."

"You have a good rest." Tong Sanlang nodded again.

With his current body, he can't do heavy work, but he can still call a few people to sell bicycles.

(End of this chapter)