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

Chapter 327
"Of course, I can't control your mouths. You can talk about it, but don't let the wheat girl hear her. Everyone knows her temper. If there is any conflict at that time, I will handle it fairly."

"Also, the lesson of this incident for us big guys is, don't be impulsive in everything. Our farmers' families are not rich, and if something happens to them, it will drag the whole family down."

"Remember, please remember this point, we are not rich, if there is any problem, don't do it if you can solve it with your mouth."

Tong Tiehu sighed and waved his big hand, "It's all gone."

After saying this, everyone went back to their homes in twos and threes.

Of course, there is a lot of discussion, most of which are emotion, even if there are different opinions, they can only murmur in their hearts.

Tong Tiehu made it very clear just now, so he didn't discuss it.

At least not at this time to discuss.

Among the dispersed crowd were Qiao Qinghe and Qiao Changfu Zhu Cuiying.

When something like this happened, Qiao Qinghe's face was numb, completely expressionless.

Qiao Changfu and Zhu Cuiying had a look of shock on his face. This couple was bad on the bright side, such as robbing or opening their mouths to be sarcastic. These two people who burned wheat and caused others to break their legs didn't have the guts.

Ouch scary!
In this way, the two of them are completely good citizens!
Clutching their little hearts, the couple walked home with fear on their faces.

Soon there were only a few people left in the threshing field. Qiao Maimai looked at Tong Tiehu with a grateful smile on his face, "Grandpa Tong, thank you so much."

"It should." As the village chief, these are his duties.

Besides, he also knew about Tong Sanlang going out every night.

Although he didn't ask, he had already observed it.

Moreover, Tong Sanlang also brought up the issue of salary increase, and he thought about throwing his family money outside before he got married.

Gee.

"Grandpa, can Qiao Zhaodi and sister live in our new house first? Miss Qiao has no place at home." Tong Sanlang asked from the side.

Tong Tiehu gave him a sideways glance when he heard the words. He used a question, but his tone was not asking at all.

Hey, the grandson is too old to stay.

"Stay."

"Thank you, Grandpa Tong!" Qiao Maimai quickly thanked again.

"Just send some delicious food over here in the future." Tong Tiehu walked towards his home with his hands behind his back.

"Okay!" Qiao Mai replied loudly.

As she spoke, she turned around and looked at Tong Sanlang, "Come to my house with a lunch box in the evening."

"Okay, what's the matter, ask Dami to find me, I'll clean up the room for the two sisters first." Tong Sanlang nodded, and took a deep look at her.

I really want to be together all the time.

He sighed in his heart, and stepped up to chase Tong Tiehu.

Qiao Xiaomai looked at his slender figure, and her peach blossom eyes were full of the same reluctance. She turned around and looked at Qiao Zhaodi, Qiao Yindi, "Let's go, go back and tidy up, and move to Tong's new house."

The whole afternoon was spent busy, there are many rooms in the Tong family's new house, I chose one for the two sisters, cleaned it, and Qiao Xiaomai brought some rice noodles over for them to cook by themselves.

In the evening, she cooked a lot of dishes, and Tong Sanlang came over with two big food boxes. The two of them didn't communicate much, but their eyes seemed to be glued to each other, and they couldn't bear to remove them.

After a few difficult hours, at Zishi, Tong Sanlang came on time.

Qiao Xiaomai dragged him back to the room, and the two gathered together to discuss the construction of the manor.

Let's talk about what happened in the past few days.

Of course, you have to say a few words of love from time to time, and you have to hug them.

Holding hands, hugging.

Even licked.

Now that these intimate actions have already taken place, it is natural and obvious to repeat them next time.

However, there was always a thread in Tong Sanlang's heart, he just held his hands on his shoulders, licked like something, rubbed his arms around his waist on his shoulders, he was very restrained and didn't do any of these actions.

Well, he just sits honestly, and Qiao Xiaomai will take the initiative to throw himself into his arms.

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(End of this chapter)