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

The umbrella was given to her by Tong Sanlang. It was made of silk, and there was a wheat field painted on it.

Giving an umbrella, which is punningly known as “sending off” in Chinese, according to the superstitious tradition of the Chinese, is a gift quite inappropriate for couples to give each other.

However, Qiao Xiaomai absolutely loved the wheat field he painted on it, so she accepted it happily.

She had even survived life-and-death situations, so what could a mere umbrella do to her?

All that matters is that she’s happy!

Now it was mid-morning, with the sun blazing high in the sky. Village inhabitants were either working in the fields or staying at home. Only she remained alone at the village entrance.

From afar, she saw Tong Sanlang driving an ox cart towards her, so she hurriedly waved and took out two boxes of ice cream from her space.

This summer heat relief treasure, she had plenty stored in her space.

As he came closer, she saw that Tong Tiehu was also there, so she quickly took out another box and exclaimed, “Grandpa Tong!”

The ox cart stopped, Tong Tiehu watched Qiao Xiaomai hold up three boxes of ice cream, his wrinkled face bearing a complicated expression.

This was the first time he had personally witnessed Qiao Xiaomai taking out things from nowhere.

He truly and fully felt that this girl in front of him came from another world.

“Grandpa can’t eat cold things due to his old age. You bring out something to eat. Grandpa didn’t have a good meal just now.” Tong Sanlang accepted the ice cream and motioned her to get on the ox cart.

“Just now?” Qiao Xiaomai climbed onto the cart, keenly seizing the keyword.

Tong Sanlang grunted in the affirmative, “Meal took too long to prepare. There was a strike.”

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, understanding immediately. She turned to Tong Tiehu, “Grandpa Tong, what would you like to eat?”

“Don’t feel like eating anything.” Tong Tiehu shook his head.

He was too full of anger to have an appetite.

“How about some porridge then?” Qiao Xiaomai took out a bowl of red dates and yam porridge and handed it to Tong Tiehu.

The porridge was still steaming and fragrant. Tong Tiehu hesitated for a moment, then accepted it.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai smiled, moved the umbrella in her hand a bit towards Tong Tiehu, and said, “Let’s go, Brother San.”

Tong Sanlang responded, waved the whip, and the ox cart began moving slowly.

Due to Yang Wenxiao’s influence, the current road had been upgraded to almost modern standards, and it was very smooth for the slow-moving ox cart.

As Qiao Xiaomai opened the ice cream and began eating it with a spoon, she asked, “Grandpa, how should we deal with the treasure in my space?”

Treasure.

At this single word, Tong Tiehu paused in drinking his porridge.

“Just leave it for now. We’ll see how things go. Later, when you and Sanlang travel to other places, he can secretly store this batch of treasure deep in the mountains and forests.”

“Travel?”

“Go out and explore. You can’t always stay in Anping Village.” He used to take Tong Sanlang with him to Capital City from time to time, and not just to the Capital, but to other places as well.

“Great!” Qiao Xiaomai liked this suggestion, and she crisply agreed.

This batch of treasure for her was like a hot potato. She wouldn’t touch a single cent of it. The sooner she could get rid of it, the better!

However, thinking about the situation of the Tong Family, she looked at Tong Tiehu again, and asked, “Grandpa Tong, do you want me to teach you a recipe that you can sell?”

Why are things getting so ugly?

Because they are poor.

Once the Tong Family’s living conditions return to the way they were, the ugliness will naturally stop.

As for the undercurrent hidden under the apparent harmony, just turn a blind eye as long as no one stirs it up.

Sometimes it’s better to be a bit muddled.

An elderly person needs to have a broad mind.