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

According to Xiaomai's idea, she intended to turn Xiaomi into fried cakes. Filled with white sugar and deep-fried, this would be a delicacy for the villagers of Anping.


During lunch, Changshun learned about her idea and didn't fully agree with it.


No matter the reason, everyone in the village had bitten their fingers and pressed their fingerprints onto the blood letter. The value of the letter, as Yang Ye had explained and the principal of the college had shown, had shocked the court and Emperor Yong'an had mentioned it during his verdict.


So, in Changshun's view, the blood letter had played a significant role in winning the debate.


Moreover, this was not just to thank the villagers, but also to celebrate Tong Sanlang's success in the imperial examination. The combined celebration was only marked with dried sweet potatoes and fried cakes in the goodie bag. Was this too stingy?


"It's a bit too frugal....." Xiaomai looked at Tong Sanlang.


Chapter 782: Making Mooncakes