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

Hua Xiaofeng snorted, then spoke, “Since you’ve cozied up to the wealthy, naturally you’ve changed a great deal. So much time has passed, and you haven’t even visited home. Do you not plan to acknowledge me as your grandmother anymore?”

Qiao Xiaomai looked at her inquisitive and doubtful gaze. She smiled, and said, “Uncle, grandmother, let’s go in first.”

“Oh oh, okay.” Zhuang Jia tied the donkey to a poplar tree at the entrance, took two parcels of pastries from the donkey cart and followed Qiao Xiaomai into the house.

The Qiao household had not changed much. As Hua Xiaofeng walked in, her gaze swept over the vegetable garden, the chicken coop and the storage shed. She snorted again, “Didn’t you say you’ve met a benefactor? Why does everything still look the same?”

Qiao Xiaomai’s newly built house was completed and she came with Zhuang Jia.

Everything she saw was as it had been back then.

Qiao Xiaomai chuckled, “Grandmother, Uncle, please sit down, I’ll get you the sour plum soup.”

“Oh, there’s sour plum soup?” Hua Xiaofeng did not heed the stool pointed out by Qiao Xiaomai. She went directly to the hall. “Everyone’s making a big deal about you outside. They’re saying all sorts of things. Have you hidden all your good things in your house?”

“Oh my goodness, indeed wealthy!”

As soon as she stepped into the hall, she saw a money basket on the table and immediately shrieked. “Son, come and see! So much money, just casually left on the table!”

Saying this, she walked out, holding the basket in her hands.

The basket was originally for storing sewing supplies, but because the Qiao family had to pay wages to workers every day, it was used as a money basket. It was full of copper coins.

Though the copper coins seemed a lot, there were only three and a bit strings, equivalent to a little over three taels of silver.

Hua Xiaofeng walked out, admiringly carrying the money basket, while Qiao Xiaomai came out of the kitchen with two bowls of sour plum soup.

Seeing her action, Qiao Xiaomai did not say anything, she placed the two bowls of sour plum soup on the table, “You must be thirsty after such a long journey, try this.”

Zhuang Jia laughed and responded, “You sit down too.”

He then looked at Hua Xiaofeng, somewhat helplessly, “Mother, what are you doing with Xiaomai’s money?”

“She herself put it in the hall, can’t I just look? Not even allowed to look?” Hua Xiaofeng glared at him.

“Feel free to look.” Qiao Xiaomai didn’t mind.

Compared to Sun Family, Hua Xiaofeng looked like she had some manners.

If she wanted something, she would say it directly and not steal.

Not steal.

Just this point alone was good enough.

“Listen, Xiaomai didn’t say anything, why are you complaining!” Hua Xiaofeng, looking victorious, proudly carried the money basket and sat down next to the small table.

“Xiaomai, what’s going on with you now?” she asked.

Zhuang Village was on the east of Bailu Town, quite a distance from Anping Village, even a journey by donkey cart would take over two hours.

Unlike the modern time where news travelled quickly, the news of Zhuang Luhe’s departure did not reach Zhuang Village until Yang Wenxiao’s arrival.

Yang Wenxiao’s visit to Bailu Town was a big event.

Villagers from nearby swarmed to Bailu Town to watch, even if they couldn’t see the Emperor himself, it was good enough to catch a whiff of the royal presence from the crowd.

Anyway, for that half a month, the villagers in the area were all somewhat excited.

However, although most of them couldn’t see Yang Wenxiao, some of them did. He didn’t clear the streets every time he went out, and a few times Qiao Xiaomai was with him.