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 fried fish pieces while talking to an old fisherman beside her, "I see a lot of stuff being caught from the sea, so why are the living conditions so poor?"


"Heavy taxes." The old fisherman's skin was brown, covered with wrinkles, the marks of a burdensome life.


What he spoke was not standard Mandarin, but Qiao Xiaomai could barely understand.


Yang Ye blinked and swallowed the fish piece in his mouth, "The Duan family are up to no good, you pay taxes yourself, so you know whether they're heavy or not."


"You didn't find this out the last time you came to Yuhu?" Qiao Xiaomai was surprised.


"I didn't notice." Yang Ye searched his memory, shaking his head, "There were complaints, but nothing that stood out compared to other places."


Remembering his last experience at the Duan family's, he couldn't help but spit on the ground.


Chapter 1229: Would You Like to Eat This Steamed Bun_1