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

Chapter 117 Bring Me a Bowl of Fat Meat!
"Stop!" Qiao Qinghe hurriedly called to her, cursing with a black face, "Don't tell me you still want to be tied up and sent to the county seat!"

"I asked Changshun for something to eat, but I don't believe he won't give it!" Sun dropped these words, and trotted towards the direction where Qiao Maimai was leaving.

Qiao Qinghe stomped his feet, and hurriedly followed. Before leaving, he didn't forget to call Qiao Dazhu, "Dazhu, come here and drag your grandma back!"

Although he is the head of the Qiao family, he has never straightened his waist all these years, so that no matter whether it is Sun or the sons, he can't control it now.

Roaring is useless, all he can do is to forcibly drag Mrs. Sun back.

Qiao Dazhu responded, and hurried to chase after Mrs. Sun.

He was young and ran fast. He overtook Qiao Qinghe a few times and ran up to Mrs. Sun. He was about to reach out to pull Mrs. Sun, but Mrs. Sun raised his hand and scratched his face fiercely.

He was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back. Seeing nothing, Sun quickly continued to run.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Cuiying screamed in surprise, and hurried over, cursing, "Stupid boy! Stop! You can't marry a wife in the first place, if your face is ruined again, who will marry you!"

She scolded Qiao Dazhu in her mouth, and scolded Sun Shi in her heart, old godly woman, only Sun Junyan is a treasure, and everyone else is a lump of mud in front of her!
Thinking of Sun's treatment last time, she hurriedly pulled Qiao Dazhu back, let's make a fuss, the more violent the better, anyway, now Qiao Mai's that bitch is very capable, the old godmother and the bitch are fighting, no matter who gets hurt, she is in her heart All comfortable.

With this in mind, she yelled at the people at the door to follow.

If there is an advantage, take advantage of it, if there is no advantage, just watch the excitement, anyway, it is not a loss.

So Qiao Ying, Qiao Mei hoped that Qiao Changfu, Qiao Erzhu would also follow, and a group of people ran towards Qiao Xiaomai's house.

Qiao Xiaomai and Qiao Dami returned home, and Qiao Changshun was sitting by the well cleaning the more than 150 chicken feet. Seeing the siblings coming back, he asked casually, "Your grandma didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

"No, there's grandpa in charge." Qiao Maimai entered the house and put three catties of bean sprouts in a basket, ready to send it to Tong's family.

Qiao Changshun saw that she was leading Qiao Dami to go out, and suddenly said, "Go to town later, let's pull some cloth."

"Huh?" Qiao Mai was puzzled.

"Both of you siblings, make two pieces of clothing."

Picking up silver last year, Zhuang Lvhe tore some bolts of linen to make new clothes for the whole family.

It's just that linen clothes can't compare to silk, because Qiao Mai has inherited Zhuang Luhe's good-looking face, and when he puts on bright and beautiful clothes, he doesn't believe that Tong Sanlang doesn't look at Qiao Mai more.

Of course, he didn't dare to tell Qiao Xiaomai what he was thinking about.

"Now that the family has money, both of you, siblings, should dress better." He expressed concern in a very natural tone.

Qiao Xiaomai didn't think much about it, she responded and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

After the siblings walked a few steps, Mrs. Sun showed signs from the corner, and she trotted over, wheezing heavily from exhaustion.

Qiao Xiaomai narrowed her eyes, feeling that something was wrong, she pulled Qiao Dami back to the door.

Seeing her movements, Mrs. Sun snorted coldly, ran over a few steps, sat down at the door of Qiao Maimai's house, and said loudly, "Chang Shun Chang Shun Chang Shun! Come out!"

Qiao Changshun was startled when he heard her voice, and quickly stood up, not caring to wipe off the water on his hands. He limped to the door and saw Sun sitting on the ground gasping for air, he couldn't help saying, "Mother ,What's wrong?"

Sun rolled her eyes, "I'm not full at noon, bring me two white steamed buns and a bowl of fatty meat!"

(End of this chapter)