Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

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

For Tong Erlang, this chicken meat didn't even count as a delicacy. Chicken meat was not as rich and fatty as pork, and this wild chicken had been stewed in a soup. Tasting it now, it was only slightly better than vegetables.


If one is to talk about satisfying the meat craving, Qiao Xiaomai's braised pork was undoubtedly the first choice.


Fat but not greasy, fragrant, and soft, thinking of its color, thinking of its taste, Tong Erlang couldn't help but drool. If he was given a large bowl now, he would certainly eat a large bowl of either steamed buns or rice.


Seeing the bright eyes of his second brother, Tong Sanlang asked, "What's wrong?"


"I want to eat!" Tong Erlang stuffed another mouthful of noodles in his mouth, stifling the saliva that was about to flow out, "I mean, she just got married and came here, she's supposed to show off her skills, right? You cooked today's meals, but they're far worse than hers."


Chapter 574: Meat Scraps