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

Chapter 603
As soon as the crisp shout came out, Tong Sanlang was startled immediately.

Seeing Qiao Xiaomai's generous posture, there was no embarrassment on her little face, on the contrary, she still had a smile on her face!
Qiao Xiaomai had no psychological pressure. She had wanted to try this kind of behavior of yelling on the street for a long time. It was so confident that she was very happy when she yelled.

"Snail stuffing~ Delicious snail stuffing, taste it for free, and pay if you taste it~"

The crisp voice spread far away, not only attracted the guests on the street, but even the guests inside Jiweiju couldn't help turning their heads to look out.

Including guests on the second floor.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Ye couldn't help but opened the window and stretched his head to look down.

When he really saw Qiao Maimai's figure, he gave a slight surprise and jumped directly from the window.

The moment he landed, Qiao Xiaomai and Mrs. Zhang were taken aback.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Ye looked at the bullock cart.

Seeing two pots of snails and a bucket of loach soup on it, the familiar fragrance couldn't help but burrow into the nostrils, so he immediately said, "I'll try it."

Qiao Mai has made snail stuffing several times before, but this is the first time for loach soup, which used to be fried loach.

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai pointed to the second floor, "My lord, you need to go up to get the bowl, we didn't bring any bowl."

Yang Ye clicked his tongue, turned around, and went up to the second floor using his lightness kung fu, and then came down with a white-glazed porcelain bowl.

Qiao Maimai took it and opened his mouth and said, "Go ahead and drink the loach soup, my lord, you haven't tasted it yet."

Yang Ye was noncommittal and let her act.

This white-glazed porcelain bowl is larger than ordinary bowls, and it is used to hold soup. At this moment, Qiao Xiaomai filled it with loach soup, and Yang Ye's eyes could not help but shifted from the loach to Qiao Xiaomai's face.

Then it moved to Tong Sanlang's face.

Qiao Xiaomai's face was radiant, and her skin was white and thin, and it was not sickly white, but reddish white, which inexplicably reminded Yang Ye of the freshly ripened peaches.

As long as you are not blind, you can tell at a glance that Qiao Mai is well moisturized.

As for Tong Sanlang, at first glance, there is no abnormality, but if you look closely, there is a difference between his complexion and Qiao Xiaomai's.

He is also a martial artist, so he can tell at a glance how energetic he is.

This is Qiao Maimai nourishing Tong Sanlang's kidneys!
He shook his head slightly, without looking.

Moreover, I feel inexplicably melancholy...

The newlyweds didn't show anything, but he inexplicably sensed deep malice...

Reaching out to take the bowl, he cast a serious look at Qiao Maimai, "Is this a stall?"

"Yes, from now on, my mother will set up a stall to do some small business."

Yang Ye snorted, "Succeed, put it on, I'm going up."

He didn't talk nonsense, after saying this, he used his lightness kung fu to go upstairs, really coming and going like the wind.

Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help looking at Tong Sanlang, with doubts in her peach blossom eyes, what's wrong with Yang Ye?
Tong Sanlang shook his head.

He was not familiar with Yang Ye, and Yang Ye was convulsed, he really didn't know the reason...

Mrs. Zhang, who stayed aside, witnessed the whole process and felt complicated.

When Qiao Xiaomai Tong Saburo got married, she hid in the house and pretended to be sick. She didn't see the make-up that Yang Ye brought over, and she didn't have such a close contact with Yang Ye. Now that she's so close, it's true, it's true... …

The extravagance rushes over the face, which makes people tremble!
Worthy of being a royal man!
(End of this chapter)