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

Chapter 788
Qiao Xiaomai has been busy with mooncakes for seven or eight days.

Every night when she lay down on the bed, she only had one thought in her mind: I would have held a banquet if I knew it earlier!

If it is a banquet, it is two or three days of busy work, and if she invites the chef of Jiweiju to cook, then she will not have to be busy for two or three days, and she can be leisurely every day.

Yes, for this behavior of giving moon cakes as a thank you gift, she now defines it as reckless.

Wanting to be thankful is not such a method of thanking, this is to be so tiring that life has no fun at all!
Tong Sanlang sat beside her, massaged her body carefully, and said, "Take a good rest in the next few days, don't think about anything, don't do anything, leave everything to me."

Tong Sanlang's big hand pressed on his waist with moderate strength, which relieved the soreness and also had the effect of electric current, which was crisp and numb, very comfortable.

Qiao Xiaomai lay on the bed and hummed.

"Hey, now I'm a life of worry, how can I rest!"

"There is nothing to do in the next few days, you can rest at ease."

All the wheat in the house was planted, and there was no work in the field, so Qiao Changshun became idle.

After the moon cakes are finished, there is nothing urgent to do in the future. From now on, it is time to enter the slack time.

The hard-working farmers have been busy for more than half a year, and finally they can take a rest.

"At least I can't rest tomorrow, brother Da Zhu will get married tomorrow." Qiao Mai said.

"It's simple. I'll take you there on horseback. I'll go there as soon as the meal is over, and I'll leave after eating." Tong Sanlang said.

He said that his subordinates kept moving, and Qiao Maimai was more than just humming in comfort, his voice was inexplicably more seductive.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, and suggested, "Are you flirting with me?"

"I have never been able to concentrate in front of you. I have to go to a wedding banquet tomorrow. If I can't get out of bed..."

That would be embarrassing.

Having been with Qiao Mai for a long time, he was able to talk about it "frankly" now.

Well, at least on the surface.

"Then I'll take you there tomorrow in a carriage." Qiao Xiaomai said.

Tong Saburo "..."

Imagine that scene, too drunk.

"No." He shook his head.

As long as he and Qiao Xiaomai knew about the kidney deficiency, if this shame was thrown in front of the whole village, then he would be unable to see anyone again.

"Then give me more massage." Qiao Xiaomai said, turning over, lying on her front, puffing out her chest on purpose, looking at Tong Sanlang with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of smiles.

Tong Sanlang pointed her forehead with his fingers, tilted his body, and fell beside her, stretching out his long arms, hugging her warm and soft body tightly in his arms, "Sleep."

He already had a feeling when he was staring at the back just now, if he pinches and presses Qiao Xiaomai's front now, he won't be able to hold it back.

Seeing this, Qiao Mai clicked his tongue, "Okay."

"Hey, by the way, how about making a few mooncakes in two days and sending them to classmate Yu Wuxia?"

After finishing the orders in Anping Village, she had to open a small kitchen for Yang Ye alone.

It's okay to add Yu Wuxia to this small stove.

After all, this is the first good friend Tong Sanlang knows who can talk about literature and agriculture.

(End of this chapter)