Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

She used the Spiritual Spring water from her space to quickly clean herself before going out the room.

She was in charge of making breakfast, and the Braised Pork needed some time to cook. In addition to this, steamed buns also had to be made, and the dough was prepared the night before. She needed to move quickly.

Soon, dawn broke, and Tong Tiehu woke up.

Seeing that only Qiao Xiaomai was busy in the kitchen, he was somewhat surprised, “Is Third Brother still sleeping?”

“Yes.” Qiao Xiaomai replied.

She felt a bit embarrassed, a strange old saying coming to mind: There is no field that could not be plowed, only the oxen could be worked to death.

She was energetic like a fox spirit that had absorbed a man’s energy, while Tong Sanlang was still so tired that he was still asleep…

Awkward.

“I estimate he’s tired from the past few days, plus he’s been feeling a bit upset. Now that he’s finally married, the heavy stone he’s been holding in his heart was finally let go. So, he slept deeply because of being relaxed.” While Qiao Xiaomai was looking down at her toes, Tong Tiehu earnestly opened his mouth.

“I’ll start the fire for you.” He offered.

“No need, no need, I can do it myself.” Qiao Xiaomai waved her hand.

“Then I’ll go to the new house to help feed the livestock.” he said referring to your father.

Because Zhang Family’s illness filled the room with a strange smell, Tong Xingda was unwilling to share the bed with her. Therefore, he had been sleeping in the new house these days and took the opportunity to feed the various domestic animals in the evening and the morning.

Hearing these words, Qiao Xiaomai was busy saying, “Come back early for the meal.”

Tong Tiehu answered, then opened the courtyard door and went out.

Qiao Xiaomai, standing at the kitchen door, couldn’t help but touch her burning cheeks.

This is an embarrassing fact…um…should she go to town today and buy something to replenish Third Brother’s energy?

He’s a fine young man. She hopes she doesn’t wear him out…

As she remembered the passion of last evening, she felt her burning cheeks and stomped her foot, turning around to keep stoking the fire.

She must replenish his strength.

Next, while she was cooking breakfast, she was also thinking about what dishes to prepare. Soon, it was broad daylight, the Tong Family gradually woke up, those who had to wash were washing up, and those who had to use the bathroom were heading there. The strong aroma of pork filled the bustling courtyard, kicking off a new day.

After washing her hands, Qiao Xiaomai returned to her room.

Tong Sanlang was still sleeping. She frowned slightly. She vaguely remembered the day when Tong Sanlang drew out the poisoned blood for her, could it be the same this time?

She reached out and touched Tong Sanlang’s forehead. His body temperature was normal.

After looking carefully at his face, it was also normal.

Was it really just fatigue?

After hesitating for a moment, she refrained from waking Tong Sanlang, shut the room door and went out.

Tong Erlang quickly washed up and trotted into the kitchen, and then he exclaimed with surprise, “Wow, Xiaomai, you really made Braised Pork?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s eat, let’s eat! Tong Erlang smiled from ear to ear.

The mouthwatering aroma of the meat made his mouth water non-stop.

The newly steamed buns also smelled very good, the wheat fragrance kept rushing into his nostrils.

And the simmering porridge, just smelling it made him feel like he could drink three big bowls.

“Xiaomai, oh Xiaomai, how are your cooking skills so good!” As Tong Xingda and Tong Tiehu hadn’t returned yet, even though Tong Erlang was drooling, he could only stare at the food, so he bluntly stood next to Qiao Xiaomai, “Do you have any secrets? Teach your second sister-in-law, her cooking is far worse than yours.”

When she heard this, the expression of Zhu Hongyun, who had been washing her face, changed abruptly.

Tong Erlang said it without thinking, but Zhu Hongyun listened with particular intent.

She lifted her head and looked at Tong Erlang and Qiao Xiaomai.

Qiao Xiaomai was radiant, her face glowing with health, while Tong Erlang was grinning, ingratiating himself.

This scene was like a thorn, stabbing into Zhu Hongyun’s eyes.

She admitted that Qiao Xiaomai’s cooking skills were good, but did he need to smile like that?

What a disgrace!

Moreover, he even belittled her once, hateful!