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

Chapter 536

"Tell me about what happened tonight." After hearing Tong Sanlang's words, Qiao Maimai said.

Tong Sanlang hugged her tightly and briefly explained what happened tonight.

After listening to Qiao Maimai, she couldn't help but raised her hand and patted Tong Sanlang on the back again.

Well, she got it.

Tong Sanlang is sad tonight.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhang's face when she came to beg for food that day, she couldn't help but raised her hand and patted Tong Sanlang on the back again.

For Tong Sanlang's such an obedient son, Mrs. Zhang really hated to reprimand him.

"I know, we are going to separate."

Tong Sanlang felt sorry for her and didn't want her to be angry with Mrs. Zhang, so why didn't she feel the same way.

She also didn't want Tong Sanlang to be angry with Mrs. Zhang.

Tong Sanlang was sad tonight, Qiao Xiaomai naturally wanted to kiss and hug him, and she would not be able to hold her high, so she dragged Tong Sanlang into the house.

After getting into bed, she asked Tong Sanlang to lie on his side, and she lay behind Tong Sanlang, trying to imitate Tong Sanlang's previous movements and hold him in her arms.

After trying a few times, she had no choice but to give up.

Tong Sanlang's shoulders were too broad, and his arms were too generous, so she could only wrap her arms around him.

Seeing her trying various positions behind her, Tong Sanlang couldn't help but want to laugh, he turned over suddenly, stretched out his arms to wrap Qiao Mai in his arms, "Let me hug you."

His body suddenly fell into Tong Sanlang's familiar embrace, Qiao Xiaomai clicked his tongue, and wrapped his hands and feet like vines, "Sao Nian, this posture is better."

Tong Sanlang rubbed her long hair, smiled softly, "Go to sleep."

Although his mother didn't understand him, but with Qiao Maimai here, he only felt his chest swell at the moment.

very nice.

It's good to have her.

The night passed quickly, and in the morning, Tong Sanlang slipped back before dawn.

Not long after lying down on his own bed, there was the sound of the door opening.

Mrs. Zhang got up.

Mrs. Zhang got a bank note from Tong Sanlang yesterday, and today she is going to the town to buy something to propose a marriage.

There is no fixed custom of proposing marriage here, things are looking to buy, Mrs. Zhang took out her private money, and went to the town with Zhu Hongyun.

Qiao Mai has a nice little face, Mrs. Zhang wants to buy her jewelry.

After entering the Daughter's Pavilion and looking at the jewelry with a slightly better style, Mrs. Zhang dismissed the idea.

It cost nearly a hundred taels of silver, and the style was not particularly outstanding. If it didn't match Qiao Maimai's aesthetics, then it would be a waste of money.

Zhu Hongyun gave her an idea, asking her to work it out with the shop owner, and if Qiao Maimai didn't want it, she could return it.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she stood in the shop and chatted with the owner for half an hour, and finally she bought a golden step shaker for 150 taels.

If Qiao Maimai doesn't want it, she can return it, but the store will charge her five taels of silver for damage.

This result is already very good, thinking silently that she was reluctant to let the child not be caught by the wolf, she and Zhu Hongyun bought another set of rouge and gouache, and then they left the daughter's pavilion.

More than half of the 200 taels of silver he brought went away, and Mrs. Zhang bought another bolt of silk and spent the rest of the silver.

Bringing rouge, gouache, silk cloth and golden steps, Mrs. Zhang and Zhu Hongyun knocked on the door of Qiao Maimai's house.

How arrogant she was last time, how gentle she is going to laugh this time.

Qiao Xiaomai deliberately waited at home, but she didn't show this purpose back then.

Opening the door, she saw Mrs. Zhang and Zhu Hongyun standing outside. She smiled and said, "Auntie, why are you here?"

"Come and sit." Mrs. Zhang smiled kindly.

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