Chapter 825
The person who stopped Tong Erlang was Miao Dali.

Miao Dali had taken the beans from Qiao Maitong before Qiao Maitong Sanlang went to Fucheng, but when Qiao Maitong Sanlang returned from Fucheng, Zhuang Luhe hit the wall.

This made Miao Dali very embarrassed, thinking that he took Qiao Maimai's beans for nothing.

But Qiaomai would definitely not accept the money. He could only work harder on the house.

Qiao Xiaomai told him a few days ago that Tong Erlang was not allowed to enter the gate when he came again in the future. He kept this in his heart. When he saw Tong Erlang approaching from a distance just now, he immediately put down his work and came to intercept him.

Tong Erlang who was stopped was a little confused, what?

He can't even step on this boundary?

Looking down at the clay pot in his hand, Tong Erlang was also aggrieved.

One by one, they are going to kill him!

He pulled his face, turned back to the bullock cart, put the clay pot aside, then fell on the bullock cart, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

At this time, even if the trouble came to Tong Sanlang, Tong Sanlang must have given him a knife.

But if he went home empty-handed, then Zhu Hongyun would definitely not let him go.

That being the case, let him sleep here!

No one sees, quiet!
Tong Erlang really fell asleep and snored after a while, which made Miao Dali, who had been paying attention to him, a little dumbfounded.

After thinking about it, Miao Dali went to find Tong Sanlang.

After all, Tong Erlang is Tong Sanlang's elder brother.

Knocking on the door of the warehouse compound, he told the situation, Tong Sanlang was full of black lines, "Didn't he say what he's here for?"

"I didn't say anything, I just brought a small clay pot."

Clay pot?

Tong Sanlang nodded, probably understanding what Tong Erlang was going to do.

Needless to say, there must be something to eat.

"Never mind, let him sleep for now." He said to Miao Dali.

Soon at noon, Qiao Xiaomai asked Tong Sanlang, Qiao Changshun and Tong Tiehu to continue the research, and she went to the kitchen to cook by herself.

Now that there are many people in the family, two pots are needed for cooking. With the help of Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi, she spent half an hour cooking four dishes.

There are few types of dishes, but the quantity is large, each of which is served in a small soup pot, which is definitely enough.

In addition, she stewed the rice and boiled it with Lingquan water. Even if the pot was covered, the aroma was overflowing.

After the meal was ready, set aside a separate portion for Zhuang Luhe, and a group of people served the table, including Qiao Maimai, Tong Sanlang, Qiao Changshun, Tong Tiehu, Qiao Zhaodi, Qiao Yindi, and Qiao Dami, a total of seven people.

Following Qiao Mai's example, Tong Sanlang took some braised pork soup with a spoon to eat with rice, but when he thought of Tong Erlang who was sleeping outside, he paused while chewing the rice.

After hesitating for a moment, he still didn't speak.

After the seven people had finished their meals, there was still a bowl of rice in the pot, and there were still some leftovers.

Tong Sanlang took out the rice, poured the rest of the vegetables into the rice, and went out with the bowl.

Tong Erlang was sitting on the bullock cart at the moment, his stomach was growling with hunger, he wanted to go in, but he was afraid of being stabbed, so he didn't move.

Just thinking about whether to ask the construction team for a meal, Tong Sanlang walked over from a distance, holding a bowl in his hand.

He immediately looked at Tong Sanlang with a look of anticipation on his face.

Is this here to bring him food? !

"The rest, second brother, do you want to eat?" Tong Sanlang handed the bowl to Tong Erlang.

The leftovers were dried beans, and the meat inside had already been picked out, but even if it was leftovers from Qiao Xiaomai's hands, it was still attractive in color.

(End of this chapter)

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