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

Chapter 248
The Jiang family once came to Qiao's house to propose marriage, and Qiao Xiaomai was not at all embarrassed when they met at this time.

Her pockets are bulging, her family has a hundred acres of fertile land, and there is a young man dancing wildly with a sword in her heart. At this moment, she is full of body and mind, and has no extra energy to pay attention to the Jiang family.

Tong Tiehu celebrated his [-]th birthday, Jiang Laosan came to butcher pigs, and she came to cook, all to help.

"Sanlang, Mai Mai, you're back!"

Tong Tiehu was also there. Seeing Qiao Maimai get off the bullock cart, he walked over, "Did you eat?"

"No." Tong Sanlang replied.

"It's just right, your mother just made pig-killing vegetables, and there is still a small pot left, which is in the kitchen. Go and eat." Tong Tiehu pointed to the kitchen.

Tong Sanlang hummed, and called Qiao Mai into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there is an iron basin the size of a washbasin, which contains the pig-killing dishes made by Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang's skills are mediocre. The pig-killing dish she cooks is very simple. It is to stew a large piece of pork belly with sauerkraut. The finger-thick pork belly is served with dark blue sauerkraut. Both the color of the meat and the sauerkraut make people very unappetizing.

But whatever you have to eat, Qiaomai washed his hands, took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by Tong Sanlang, filled half a bowl of pig-killing vegetables, took a steamed bun, and sat in front of the stove to eat.

When she took the first bite of pork belly, she frowned and covered her mouth with her hand.

Tong Sanlang also ate with a bowl at the moment, and when the sauerkraut was in his mouth, he also frowned, and subconsciously looked at Qiao Maimai.

Seeing Qiao Mai's actions, he put down the bowl in his hand and stood up, "Let me do it again."

There is too much sauerkraut and salt in this pig-killing dish, which tastes salty and sour.

"No need, just eat this." Qiao Xiaomai swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, and quickly took two mouthfuls of steamed buns, trying to suppress the strange smell.

"Don't force it." Tong Sanlang walked over and took the bowl in her hand, "There are cucumbers that I just picked in the morning, I'll mix some cucumbers, it will be ready soon."

"You can still cook?" Qiao Mai stared at him, a little surprised.

"Only simple home cooking."

"Hey, let me do it." After being surprised, Qiao Mai stood up.

"No, you sit down." Tong Sanlang shook his head.

His mother made the pig-killing dish, if his mother knew that Qiao Mai could not eat it and made something else on purpose, it would be another accusation.

Even though there was no chance with Qiao Mai, he didn't want his mother to say anything bad to her.

It's just that Qiao Xiaomai didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiao Xiaomai was overwhelmed by the emotion of regret just now, even though she is better now, this emotion has always been there, so she wanted to do something for Tong Sanlang.

With a mortal body, the only thing she can do for Tong Sanlang is to cook.

Thinking in this way, she stood up and walked to the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife, "Let me do it, my cooking is more delicious."

Tong Sanlang walked over with some washed cucumbers, and said, "No, I'll come."

"Oh, it's just a few cucumbers. Look at me, it will be ready in a few minutes." Qiao Xiaomai grabbed the cucumbers with her left hand, which did not hold a kitchen knife.

"You take a break, I'll do it." Tong Sanlang insisted, reaching out to take the kitchen knife in her hand.

"I'm not tired." Qiao Mai shook his head, his small face was full of determination, "Don't delay, give it to me quickly, I'm very hungry."

Tong Sanlang hesitated for a moment, then handed her the cucumber in his hand.

She laughed immediately, "Just wait, it will be fine soon."

Tong Sanlang didn't speak, he stood beside her, his eyes fell on her hands.

Qiao Mai noticed his gaze and deliberately showed off.

She patted the cucumber with a kitchen knife a few times, and then began to cut into pieces diagonally.

Her speed was so fast that the right hand holding the knife was almost an afterimage.

"It's great." Tong Sanlang praised without hesitation.

Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and her eyes.

After cutting these two cucumbers, she picked up two more, patted them first, and then cut them.

She picked up some speed again.

"Slow down, don't hurt your hands." Tong Sanlang looked a little startled.

"It's okay, I... hiss!!!" After a sharp pain, the smile on Qiao Xiaomai's face quickly turned into pain, and she hurriedly threw away the kitchen knife in her right hand.

Blood was oozing from her left middle finger.

(End of this chapter)