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

Chapter 567: Eat It If You Love It

The newlyweds worked together, quickly producing some noodles.

They used Qiao Xiaomai’s Spiritual Spring water and with Qiao Xiaomai’s culinary skills, the taste was indescribable.

After the dinner was ready, the sun had already set but the sky was not completely dark yet. Tong Tiehu had two bowls first before heading to the new house.

First to run the shop, and second to feed the livestock there.

Tong Xingda was guarding the shop there, while Tong Erlang, Zhu Hongyun, and Tong Dalang went to the mountains to pick firewood and cut grass. soon, Tong Xingda, Tong Erlang, Zhu Hongyun, and Tong Dalang all returned.

The whole family began to have dinner.

It was only simple noodles, no need to sit around the table. Everyone took their bowl and went to find a place to eat.

Qiao Xiaomai picked up a pair of chopsticks with noodles and added a spoonful of vegetable sauce. Then she handed the bowl to Tong Sanlang, “Take it to mom. Where’s mom’s medicine? I’ll make it.”

“No need, you eat, I’ll make it later.” Tong Sanlang carried a half bowl of noodles out of the kitchen.

Seeing that everyone in the courtyard had started eating, he took the bowl of noodles into Zhang Family’s room.

Zhang Family’s matriarch was lying askew on the bed, already hungry. Seeing Tong Sanlang come in, she looked quickly over his shoulder, “Where’s Xiaomai?”

“In the kitchen.” Tong Sanlang set the bowl down on the table next to the bed.

A fragrant smell hit her nose, standing out particularly in this room filled with peculiar smells. It was really refreshing when it entered her nostrils.

Zhang Family could not help but take another deep breath, her appetite greatly stimulated, “Is this all?”

“Mom, you’re sick. You have to take medicine later.” Tong Sanlang reminded her.

No sick person would eat two big bowls of noodles straight away.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Family grumbled, “This is not even enough to fill my teeth.”

She didn’t eat the banquet at noon, and now it’s night. They only gave her half a bowl of noodles. Are they trying to starve her to death?

“Mom, get well soon.” Tong Sanlang said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Family snorted, suddenly changing the subject, “How much betrothal money did you two receive today? Did Xiaomai give a present to Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue?”

“Our relatives, each household gave ten Wen, Xiaomai’s grandmother gave five hundred Wen, uncle gave one hundred Wen, third aunt gave five Wen, fourth uncle gave one tael, grandpa gave fifty Wen. All of these grandpa gave to Xiaomai.”

According to the Tong Family tradition, whoever gets married will receive and hold on to the betrothal money. before Tong Dalang and Tong Erlang did the same.

At that time, the Tong Family was prosperous, the entire village would come to the wedding. Even though each family didn’t give much, the cost of the wedding feast was all out of Tong Tiehu, their newly married just waited to receive the money.

Now it’s the turn of Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai, only two families’ relatives came. these relatives, one family poorer than the other, all four families of Tong family’s relatives only gave a total of forty Wen.

“The presentation gift is ready, will give it later, a pair of longevity lock, made of silver, weighs ten taels.”

“Only giving so much?” Zhang Family was dissatisfied.

“If you don’t want it, you don’t have to take it.” Tong Sanlang replied.

“Oh, you’re throwing a tantrum now?” Zhang Family heard this, her eyebrows raised. Her gaze swept over the feather duster on the table, ready to whack Tong Sanlang with it.

At this time, Qiao Xiaomai’s voice came from outside, “Sanlang, if you don’t eat now, the noodles will become dough!”

“Coming!” Tong Sanlang raised his voice in reply. He nimbly dodged the feather duster, “Mom, I’ll take care of the bowl later.”

After saying this, he hurriedly left Zhang Family’s room.

Zhang Family looked at the feather duster in her hand, threw it bitterly to one side, and started eating the noodles.

Eat first, talk later!