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

Chapter 1381: Chapter 1180: She Only Cooked for Bei Lingsu_1 Chapter 1381: Chapter 1180: She Only Cooked for Bei Lingsu_1 Because her martial arts were weak!

If at that time Zhao Lan’s martial arts had been as good as Bei Lingsu’s, if Zhao Lan had been as skilled in medicine and detoxification as Bei Lingsu, then Zhao Lan would have killed Qiao Xiaomai that day and become Mrs. Tong.

Without Qiao Xiaomai, her eyes wouldn’t have gone blind and her body wouldn’t have been disabled.

It was all because of Qiao Xiaomai, that jinx!

Now that a girl who obviously surpasses Qiao Xiaomai by a large margin has appeared, she must seize the chance to push Bei Lingsu to the top!

Any daughter-in-law would be better than Qiao Xiaomai, she had to vent the fury caused by her blindness and disability!

“Slut, Miss Bei has saved the life of Third Young Master, and for this life-saving grace, one should repay with one’s own body. Since you’re hoarding the nest without laying eggs, then roll aside and let Miss Bei take your place. From now on, she shall be the principal wife and you the lesser, she shall accompany Third Young Master and bear his children, while you shall be responsible for cooking for them,”

“That’s settled, after Third Young Master returns I will discuss this matter with him!”

One must not let Qiao Xiaomai off easily; she should always remain in excruciating torment, unable to live or die!

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

She took a long breath and continued with the task at hand. What Bei Lingsu wanted to eat most right now was Northern pastry, and she intended to make a variety of cakes.

She couldn’t back out of what she had promised.

She couldn’t back out!

Repeatedly murmuring these four words to herself, she had the kitchen staff help her, quickly making many pastries.

After the pastries were done, she began to cook lunch. She made a dish called “Buddha Jumps Over the Wall,” which only required putting various ingredients into a pot to cook. While making this dish, she also steamed a pot of rice. By the time Bei Lingsu returned, lunch was just ready.

Bei Lingsu returned with Tong Sanlang, Yang Ye, and Niu Dacheng stayed behind at the military camp.

The expressions on the faces of the three were not too good. Today, Bei Lingsu and Tong Sanlang had used their light footwork to search a hundred miles radius, yet they didn’t find any trace of the Tianlong Gang.

So many gang members, as if they had suddenly vanished into thin air, not a person nor any signs of activity to be seen.

If it weren’t for the Zhang Family being kidnapped before, these people might have doubted whether the Tianlong Gang was just a figment of their imagination.

“After you’ve had lunch, you both can rest briefly, then search again. With so many people, they can’t possibly all disappear. They must be hiding somewhere in the hills,” Yang Ye said irritably, fanning himself.

What a damn nuisance this affair had become! He had led ten thousand Imperial Guards out to look for Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang, saying confidently at the time that even if they encountered a rebellion, they could suppress it.

His own words had tempted fate, and they truly encountered a rebellion that he couldn’t quell.

How infuriating!

“Let’s eat lunch first!” Bei Lingsu didn’t have as strong emotions as Yang Ye. She walked toward the kitchen with a bounce in her step, her tone quite cheerful, “Miss Qiao, is lunch ready?!”

“Ready,” Qiao Xiaomai stood at the entrance of the kitchen. Upon seeing her approach, she quickly said, “Go wash your hands and wait, I will have someone bring it over to you soon.”

“Alright!” Bei Lingsu cheerfully agreed.

Qiao Xiaomai had the pastries made in the morning brought over, then she served the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall into a large soup bowl and scooped out a bowl of rice before taking it to the living room.

Yang Ye and Bei Lingsu were already seated at the dining table.

Seeing the variety of pastries, Bei Lingsu couldn’t stop exclaiming in amazement, having rarely seen these on Sea Island. Yang Ye, however, frowned, thinking they should be eating a solid meal at midday, wondering why they had to make so many pastries.