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

Qiao Xiaomai thought, her gaze shifting to Sun Junyan.


Sun Junyan's face was pinched from trying desperately to suppress his joy, a stark contrast to the hysterics of the Sun Family, he can mostly be described as calm and composed.


Disturbed by the hypocrisy, Qiao Xiaomai wearily settled herself on the ox cart.


The scene was chaotic; County Magistrate Dai stood on the steps in front of the county government office, watching the crowd below. Letting them vent for a quarter of an hour, he gestured with his hand.


Immediately, a bailiff began to strike a bronze gong.


County Magistrate Dai, with his hands tucked behind his back, cleared his throat, "Are all the ten scholars on the imperial list present?"


There was a chorus of affirmations from below, with many straining their voices and raising their hands, eager to signal their presence to Dai.


Chapter 682: Return to the Village