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Observing them for two days, the sisters were honest and hardworking; qualities that Qiao Xiaomai appreciated in people.
She was usually generous towards those she liked.
Moreover, her current offer was meant to give the sisters something to look forward to.
She wasn’t sure whether they could fully sever ties with Zhao Shufen, but she didn’t particularly care. As long as they were honest and didn’t cause trouble, she wouldn’t mistreat them.
Just like what Yang Ye advised her yesterday, a bright future awaited those who refrained from causing trouble.
The sisters Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi were once again taken aback by this hopeful vision of the future.
She was going to prepare their dowries?
The sisters weren’t young anymore and ideally should have been betrothed by now. However, Zhao Shufen wanted them to stay and help with the household chores for a few more years, delaying their marriages.
To their surprise, after only a day or two in Qiao Xiaomai’s home, they received this promise.
They weren’t here to serve as slaves but to fall into a blessed nest!
“Don’t stand there, keep going. I bought some fabric yesterday. After you two have finished making your clothes, make a few sets for me, your uncle, and Dami,” Qiao Xiaomai said.
The fabrics that Yang Wang sent were quite good; it was enough for all three of them.
Hearing this, Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi got busy, flying their needles and threading swiftly.
But their expressions had changed from earlier. Apart from being numb, there was something lively on their faces.
It’s as if the almost dried-out trees had met with sweet rain, renewing their vitality and spirit!
It wasn’t long before nightfall, and Tong Sanlang arrived on time.
He’d spent a long time in the primeval forest today, selecting a place to start digging tomorrow.
“This’ll probably take about seven or eight days,” he estimated.
“That’s pretty fast,” Qiao Xiaomai remarked.
Her space was about the size of a soccer field, three meters high. For Tong Sanlang to dig a hole of that size and bury the contents of her space, seven or eight days was indeed pretty fast.
“By the way, Ma Dongshu mentioned today that your great-grandfather and ***** were sworn brothers. Did you know that?” she asked.
Surprise flickered across Tong Sanlang’s handsome face, disbelief lacing his voice. “Really?”
“Yeah, your great-grandmother really dropped the ball there, not informing you about anything, only asking your two grandfathers to rebel, and dragging you into it,” Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “And your great grandfather, all he said was that he wanted to raise a storm, but what the hell is this ‘storm’ about?”
“Rebellion is a big deal, they didn’t even give you the whole picture!”
At this point, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t help but grind her teeth, “Their lack of communication has left you in a passive and agonizing position!”
Tong Sanlang touched his nose, remaining silent.
After all, these two were his elders; he couldn’t criticize them.
“Hmm… my grandfather said that Prince Wei is very likely trying to trick us. I am just a rural boy with surprisingly high martial arts skills, so he has directed his suspicion towards me. If he had any evidence or clues, he would have sent people already instead of staying silent,” he explained. Follow current novels on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
“He spent the whole day at the Academy today, not going out. Prince Duan also didn’t go out.”
“Really?” Qiao Xiaomai thought back to Yang Ye’s strange smile, her eyebrows furrowing.
Was Yang Ye really trying to trick her?
“Whether it’s a trick or not, we can’t panic. We should carry on with our usual tasks and not show any signs of anxiety.”
“The day after tomorrow is when the Spring Tax is due. After the tax is collected, many families will have planted their crops of Xiaomi and sweet potatoes, and your manor can start its construction.”