Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: Chapter 92: He Has An Idea

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: He Has An Idea

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Due to these two people, not a single one of his objectives was achieved.

Let alone any gold or silver mountain, he couldn’t even get to taste cold jelly noodles, tofu, or bean curd.

He used to appreciate the Sun Family’s bandit-like behavior of just barging into Qiao Changshun’s house and taking whatever they pleased, but today, he ended up taking a big fall because of this behavior.

If the Sun Family could sit down and talk calmly, then Tong Tiehu wouldn’t have had an excuse to take her to the County Town.

Selling cold jelly noodles brought him no profit, but tofu and bean curd were being made every day, so if the Sun Family could take over this business…

It was all due to the nonsense of the Sun Family and Qiao Meipan!”

While he was thinking, Qiao Meipan started to speak bitterly, “It’s all because that witch got involved with Tong Sanlang, so the village chief is helping her!”

“Exactly, that witch made Dami fall into the water, intentionally causing Tong Sanlang to save her. Then, she prepared some food to thank him, and before they knew it, they were hooked together!” Zhu Cuiying eagerly agreed, as a person who saw Qiao Xiaomai delivering food to the Tong Family house, she had a say in this matter.

“So that’s what happened…” Sun Junyan’s brows furrowed more tightly.

He knew about Qiao Meipan being turned down by Tong Sanlang for marriage. It turned out that Tong Sanlang had set his sights on Qiao Xiaomai.

Though Tong Tiehu was the lowest-ranking official, he was, after all, an official, and his family had a shop in the town, which would have made him a decent catch for Qiao Meipan.

Thinking about the vegetable recipe that Qiao Xiaomai had created, he pondered for a moment and made up his mind.

“Let’s eat first. After eating, I’ll go help Dad carry water to the fields.” he sat down at the dining table.

Watering the fields was hard work, as they had to carry each bucket of water from the well to their own field. Hearing him say this, Sun Family immediately said, “You can rest at home, studying at the academy is tiring enough. You don’t have to work on the rare occasion that you’re home.”

“There’s no fun in just resting, I want to help dad.” Sun Junyan said with a gentle smile.

Seeing that he genuinely wanted to help out, the Sun Family put all three meat dishes in front of him, “Eat more to replenish your strength.”

After saying this, she looked at Qiao Changfu, Zhu Cuiying, Qiao Erzhu, Qiao Ying, and Qiao Meipan who were sitting at the table, her face darkened again, “Eat quickly, and then we’ll go to the fields!”

Qiao Meipan opened her mouth, wanting to object.

She never had to do heavy labor like carrying water to the fields before. She was a young lady, always running around in the fields would make her skin rough and dark, how would she find a husband?

But looking at the Sun Family’s stern face, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Forget it, she would tolerate it for today.

She was not clear about the twists and turns at the old courtyard, as she was sitting next to the well, vigorously washing clothes at the moment.

The quilt cover was too large to fit in the small wooden basin, so she decided to wash it in the bath bucket.

Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami were out cutting green grass for the donkey, leaving her alone at home. She lifted the bath bucket filled with water quite easily by herself.

Just as she was almost finished, faint hoofbeats could be heard from outside the door, along with Yuan Ding’s voice, “Xiaomai, open the door, I’m here with the earthen jars!”

This morning, Qiao Xiaomai made tofu pudding in four jars, occupying all her newly bought four earthen jars. To ensure that they could be used again in the morning, he had to make an extra delivery to return the jars.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Xiaomai hummed an acknowledgment and hurriedly stood up to open the door for him.

Seeing her hands all wet, Yuan Ding asked while moving the jars, “Are you washing clothes?”

Qiao Xiaomai casually responded with a hum, not saying much.. She walked over, ready to carry the earthen jars, “Hey, why are there eight jars?”