Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 877 - : Come Out Again for New Year_1
Chapter 877: Chapter 877: Come Out Again for New Year_1
Xiaoxia nodded, “Agreed.”
She immediately lifted her leg and went to the new residence of the Tong Family.
And then she returned very quickly.
The response from Tong Tiehu was as heartless as ever: he did not trust the Zhang Family; he would rather spend copper coins to have someone watch over her.
This time, Tong Tiehu was truly angry.
In this family, the only one who still cared about face was him.
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The others didn’t care about such a thing anymore.
Because he cared, he was extremely furious about the Zhang Family’s behavior of losing face at the Spiritual Spring Inn.
He remembered the glory of his family in his youth, even if he had been lying low in Anping Village for these decades, he considered himself as having hidden treasure, harboring great ambition, and he took the reputation of Prince Pingnan, Gu Yu, as his pride.
The Zhang Family’s wanton trampling of the Tong Family’s face; this time, he would definitely make the Zhang Family remember this lesson.
If he said she’d be locked up until the New Year, then it must be until the New Year!
Upon receiving Tong Tiehu’s words, Mrs. Zhang’s heart felt ice-cold.
The long winter days, was she to spend the cold winter in this desolate courtyard?
No, no!
Tong Sanlang would definitely come to visit her.
Tong Sanlang wouldn’t just watch her suffer!
Tong Dalang and Tong Erlang, both of them were useless in their own ways; she’d lost hope in them, now her hopes were all pinned on Tong Sanlang!
At that moment, Tong Sanlang was sleeping.
After returning that night, Qiao Xiaomai had pulled him into a whole night of bedroom exercise, draining all of his energy.
He fell asleep amidst pleasure and exhaustion, and slept for two days and a night.
After waking up and eating the tonic stewed by Qiao Xiaomai, the evening continued wildly.
The two had previously agreed to see if the Spiritual Spring truly had any practical effects and decided to do it as often as possible.
Having just woken up and gone wild all night, Tong Sanlang slept even deeper.
Tong Sanlang, in his deep slumber, could not attend to Mrs. Zhang, and even if he were awake, he wouldn’t have thought about Mrs. Zhang.
Such a suffocating matter, no thinking, absolutely no thinking.
If Tong Sanlang wouldn’t think about it, then Qiao Xiaomai naturally wouldn’t care either; she was studying the grain of rice and the Water Drop Pendant in her space.
She had looked at it quite a lot these days; the grain of rice seemed to have gotten bigger, and the pendant seemed to have gotten smaller.
But the change was so minute, that with her naked eyes she simply could not distinguish whether there was a real change or if it was just psychological.
Uncertain, she could only place the pendant in her space, planning to have Tong Sanlang inspect it once he woke up.
With enough people and money spread around, the guest house and ice cellar of the manor were finally built.
This year’s tasks could be considered completed; the pond and such would have to wait until next year.
Qiao Xiaomai settled the wages with the villagers and the Construction Team who came to work, marking the end of this year’s tasks.
Qiao Xiaomai asked Qiao Changshun to hitch up the ox cart and go buy land.
This task was originally Tong Sanlang’s, but with Tong Sanlang asleep, Qiao Changshun had to do it instead.
Over this past half year, Qiao Changshun had a good grasp of who owned the land next to the manor; he hitched up the ox cart and departed.
He hustled for a whole day, to no avail.
For farmers, land is their lifeline; unless it was urgent and money was absolutely necessary, no one was willing to sell their own land.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai told Qiao Changshun to raise the price, buying the medium land at the price of high-quality land.
Ten taels silver per acre for high-quality land—such a price was very high.
But still, no one was willing to sell; the land yielded crops every year, but once silver was spent, it was gone, and they didn’t know any other livelihoods. If both the silver and land were gone, then an entire family would be on the road to ruin.
This was the same principle as Qiao Xiaomai not selling her prescription; no selling.
