Chapter 827: Chapter 827: Can’t Enter_1
Tong Sanlang promptly took note of this conversation.
Qiao Xiaomai lacked grand ambitions. Her daily thoughts revolved around eating well and living comfortably. Making money brought her joy, but the ultimate goal of that joy was to eat and live well.
She did not stir trouble or cause disturbances, had a good temperament, a kind heart, and her mind harbored a brand new world. She was also beautiful!
Finding such a wife, having children or not really didn’t matter.
To be able to live peacefully with her for a lifetime was enough!
Thinking this, Tong Sanlang took the bowl that Qiao Xiaomai handed him.
The bowl was large. Having just eaten lunch not long ago, Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t finish the bowl of sheep’s milk.
He quickly finished the remaining sheep’s milk in the bowl and was about to wash it when Qiao Xiaomai stopped him, insisting that he focus on his reading.
She herself fetched water and washed the small pot and bowl, and to ensure he could concentrate on his reading, she even went out of the Warehouse Courtyard with an umbrella.
Tong Sanlang watched as her figure, holding the umbrella, walked away. He clenched his fist and cleared all distractions from his mind, beginning to focus on his reading.
The benefits of being a “Juren” were already apparent. Qiao Xiaomai, when seeing low-ranked guards like Xiaoyang and Fan Linong, could now interact without inferiority or haughtiness.
As for Shopkeeper, in front of Qiao Xiaomai, he even had to be careful with his words and deliberately tried to please her.
This change was something he had brought about for Qiao Xiaomai.
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Finally, he was able to do something tangible for Qiao Xiaomai!
Do the best one can, and strive hard for the Imperial Examination!
This late autumn rain drizzled continuously for three whole days; even if the sun hung high in the sky after the rain stopped, the temperature had dropped, and a slight wind made it quite cold.
Qiao Xiaomai couldn’t resist putting on an extra layer of clothing. Tong Sanlang, accustomed to physical training, was unaffected by the slight temperature change and declined wearing extra clothing, returning to the village to seek Tiehu. Read full story at NovєlFіre.net
Tiehu, having nothing else to do in the village except for visiting the Snapdragons on the mountain, immediately hastened over with an ox cart when he heard about the fire pit from Tong Sanlang.
As he was advanced in years, he wore furs in winter and had a charcoal fire in his room, but still felt cold; if there really was something as marvelous as a heated bed, he was eager to see it.
This heated bed, in principle, used smoke produced from burning firewood to warm the bed, comprising a stove, bed base, and chimney.
Qiao Xiaomai explained this principle, and then Tong Sanlang, Qiao Changshun, and Tiehu started constructing the bed.
After the bed was constructed, they also built the stove and chimney, and after all this busy work, a day had passed and the task was still not completed.
In the evening, Tiehu stayed on and did not return to the village.
The next day, after breakfast, the four of them gathered again to continue their work.
Back at home, Zhu Hongyun became even more resentful.
She, a pregnant woman and suffering from severe morning sickness, received no special treatment at home, whereas Tiehu, the head of the household, had left them to enjoy better food and drink at the manor.
She started pushing Tong Erlang, “You go, stubbornly refuse to leave, and then secretly save some food for me!”
Last time, Tong Erlang was knocked unconscious twice in one day by Tong Sanlang. Now, as Zhu Hongyun pushed him again, his face immediately scrunched up.
“They won’t go so far as to prevent you from eating.” Zhu Hongyun said and found a small half-foot-tall clay pot, putting it into Tong Erlang’s hands, “Put your hidden food into this!”
Eventually, he was still chased out of the house by Zhu Hongyun.
Holding the clay pot, he got on another ox cart at home and headed for the manor.
After a shaky ride to the manor, he parked the ox cart at the main gate. The gate was still unlocked; holding the clay pot and just as he was about to enter, someone stopped him.
Qiao Xiaomai had said that he couldn’t enter.