Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1245: Chapter 1244: What Qiao Xiaomai Can Offer to Bai Mian_1 Chapter 1245: Chapter 1244: What Qiao Xiaomai Can Offer to Bai Mian_1 So Qiao Xiaomai, Tong Sanlang, and Luhe went to town again.

By the time they arrived, the work site was already bustling. Qiao Xiaomai started by inquiring about Zhao Lan, not only questioning the jailers but also casually picking a peasant working and asking them.

Zhao Lan had behaved very well, working diligently throughout the morning and just before their arrival.

Working diligently, that’s how a prisoner should look like. Qiao Xiaomai, accompanied by Zhuang Luhe, went to find the Sun Family to watch Sun Family work.

With an added meal that morning and Sun Junyan not requiring her cornbread at noon, the Sun Family had a rare full meal. Now, she had plenty of energy. The ferocious expression, born of fatigue when she was pulling a cart that morning, was gone. She even seemed to have enough leisure to look around.

And it was this looking around that made her notice the three of them.

She hurriedly threw down the rope draped around her and ran towards Qiao Xiaomai.

Zhuang Luhe was startled, her body instinctively stepping back.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai frowned and was about to scold, but the Sun Family was smiling as she swiftly slapped her own face, “Ouch! My bad, I was out of line, madam. Mrs. Qiao, don’t stoop to the level of a country bumpkin like me!”

The slap she administered was so forceful that it made a particularly loud “smack.”

Loud enough that Zhuang Luhe couldn’t help but step back again.

The Sun Family before her was so different from the one she had known–could this really be the work of a possessed spirit?

“Stop right there,” Qiao Xiaomai frowned and reprimanded, “Stand still, don’t move!”

Upon hearing this, the Sun Family immediately behaved, halting in her tracks, and her loud voice lowered, “Miss Qiao, I didn’t mean to scare the lady.”

“Who cares whether it’s intentional or not. Kneel down, kowtow and call me ‘grandma,’” Qiao Xiaomai said in annoyance.

The Sun Family knelt with a thud like a puppet she was controlling, “Grandma!”

“Direct it towards my mother.”

The Sun Family promptly shifted her direction, “Grandma!”

“Here, this is for you.” Qiao Xiaomai threw over the cloth bag she was holding, which contained five jin of flour.

The bag hit the Sun Family in the face, and the aroma of flour wafted into her nose. She quickly reached out to catch the bag, kowtowing to Qiao Xiaomai, “Thank you, Grandma, for your reward!”

“Grandma, may I go to the kitchen now to put away this flour?” she asked again.

“Go ahead.”

“Thank you, Grandma!” The Sun Family kowtowed again to Qiao Xiaomai, then happily carried the cloth bag to the kitchen.

“Mother, let’s follow them and take a look,” Qiao Xiaomai suggested, pulling Zhuang Luhe toward the kitchen.

In the kitchen, taking the morning’s incident as precedent, the Sun Family first scooped out a bowl of white flour as payment, then began to make vegetable pancakes.

While the morning’s dough lumps were delicious, they had to be eaten on the spot, otherwise others would benefit. They had no bowl or place to store them.

But vegetable pancakes were different. After being cooked, they could be stored in the cloth bag and eaten over several days.

Even though the pancakes were only filled with wild greens, by adding a bit more oil and a couple of eggs while cooking, the flavor was much better than that pig feed-like cornbread.

The Sun Family was quick at cooking, managing the fire while making pancakes. In just half an hour, she had made more than ten thick vegetable pancakes. She packed the pancakes into the cloth bag and took it to find her son, Xiaowu.

The only reason she didn’t curse at Qiao Xiaomai but knelt to her was simple: Qiao Xiaomai could provide white flour, allowing her Xiaowu to have a better meal.

For the sake of Sun Junyan, there was nothing she wouldn’t do.

Standing by the road, Qiao Xiaomai watched Sun Junyan wolf down the vegetable pancakes, then she turned to Zhuang Luhe, “Mother, even the Sun Family, a creature with such a black heart, can live freely like this. Why should you hold onto the past and not let go?”