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

Chapter 440 What to do with this treasure?

Qiao Mai stood alone at the entrance of the village, holding a bamboo umbrella to block the scorching sun.

This umbrella was made for her by Tong Sanlang. The umbrella surface is made of silk cloth and a wheat field is painted on it.

Sending an umbrella is a homonym for sending off. According to the superstitious tradition of the Chinese people, this gift is really not suitable for couples to give each other.

But Qiao Xiaomai loved the wheat field he drew so much, so he happily accepted it.

Even the life-and-death barrier has been passed, can't it hold up an umbrella?

Just be happy!

It was mid-morning, and the sun was high in the sky. The villagers either went to the fields or stayed at home, and she was the only one at the entrance of the village.

Seeing Tong Sanlang driving an ox cart from a distance, she hurriedly waved and took out two boxes of ice cream from the space.

She has quite a lot of this kind of summer sanctuary in her space.

When he walked in, he found that Tong Tiehu was also there, and quickly took out another box, "Grandpa Tong!"

The bullock cart stopped, and Tong Tiehu looked at the three boxes of ice cream in Qiao Maimai's hands, with a complicated expression on his wrinkled face.

This was the first time he saw Qiao Xiaomai take out something out of thin air.

He really felt that the girl in front of him came from another world.

"Grandpa is getting old and can't eat ice. You can bring some food out. Grandpa didn't eat well just now." Tong Sanlang took the ice cream and motioned her to get on the bullock cart.

"Just now?" Qiao Xiaomai stepped onto the bullock cart, keenly grasping the key word.

Tong Sanlang hummed, "It's too late to cook, and there's a strike."

Qiao Xiaomai raised her eyebrows, she understood in her heart, she looked at Tong Tiehu, "Grandpa Tong, what would you like to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything." Tong Tiehu shook his head.

I was so full of gas that I didn't feel like eating.

"How about some porridge?" Qiao Mai took out a bowl of red dates and yam porridge and handed it to Tong Tiehu.

The porridge was still steaming and delicious. Tong Tiehu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai smiled, and moved the umbrella towards Tong Tiehu, "Brother Tong San, let's go."

Tong Sanlang responded, waved the whip in his hand, and the bullock cart started to walk slowly.

Because of Yang Wenxiao's relationship, the road has now been repaired to catch up with the roads of later generations, and the bullock carts walk slowly on it, which is very flat.

Qiao Maimai opened the ice cream, ate it with a spoon and asked, "Grandpa Tong, what should I do with the treasure in my space?"

Treasure.

As soon as these two words came out, Tong Tiehu stopped drinking porridge.

"Leave it alone and see the situation. When you and Sanlang go to other places later, you can let him quietly put this batch of treasures into the deep mountains and old forests."

"Outside?"

"Go out for a walk, there are so many beautiful rivers and mountains to see, you can't always stay in Anping Village." He used to take Tong Sanlang to the capital from time to time, not only to the capital, but also to other places.

"Okay!" Qiao Mai liked the proposal, and responded with a crisp voice.

This batch of treasures is a hot potato to her, she won't touch a penny, so throw it out as soon as possible!

However, thinking about the situation of Tong's family, she looked at Tong Tiehu again and asked, "Grandpa Tong, do you want me to teach you a recipe for you to sell?"

Why is it so ugly?
Poor.

When the life of the Tong family returns to the past, it will naturally not be torn up.

As for the undercurrent hidden under the harmony, as long as it doesn't come out, just turn a blind eye and close one eye.

It's rare to be confused.

Older people should relax.

(End of this chapter)