Chapter 131 - 131: Enthusiasm
Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm
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âCome in, come in.â Before Qiao Xiaomai could respond to Tong Sanlangâs words, Qiao Changshun hurriedly spoke up to welcome Tong Sanlang in.
âSanlang, have you eaten yet? Sit down and join us for a meal.â Qiao Changshun was very enthusiastic, this man was his prospective son-in-law after all. He should take the opportunity to get closer whenever he could!
âIâve eaten already.â Tong Sanlang responded with a shallow smile, his tone was gentle.
âYou can still try some food even if youâve eaten. Try this dish of Bean Sprouts.â Without a second thought, Qiao Changshun took a few steps, grabbed Tong Sanlangâs arm, and practically dragged him to the kitchen.
âXiaomai, quickly get a pair of chopsticks for Sanlang.â Qiao Changshun said, as he energetically pointed to the food on the dining table, âThis is Milk Steamed Bun, made with the sheepâs milk that you brought yesterday. It is fragrant and soft. Have a taste.â
Tong Sanlang, hearing these words, glanced at the buns in the basket. The faint aroma of milk that wafted out was quite pleasant.
Qiao Dami sat next to Tong Sanlang, pointing to the plate of Bean Sprouts Stir-fried with Pork on the table and said, âBrother Tong, try this. Itâs made with the pork you brought yesterday. My sister cooked it so deliciously!â
âAnd this one, Brother Tong, have you ever had tofu pudding? We only gave you tofu last time and forgot about the tofu pudding. Oh, my sister just made this one. Have a taste!â
âAnd this one, too, this is dried beancurd sticks. My sister spent several days to make this small amount, but itâs definitely tasty. Have a taste!â
Qiao Xiaomaiââ¦â
She twitched the corner of her mouth, wanting to roll her eyes. Werenât this father and son being a bit too enthusiastic about Tong Sanlang?
Especially Qiao Dami, heâd been wearing these for quite some time now, and it was the first time sheâd heard him talk so much.
âXiaomai, why are you just standing there? Quickly get a pair of chopsticks for Sanlang.â Seeing Qiao Xiaomai standing still, Qiao Changshun urged her.
Qiao Xiaomai responded with a sound and slowly fetched a pair of chopsticks to hand to Tong Sanlang.
Tong Sanlang accepted them with a smile, âThank you, Miss Qiao.â
Qiao Xiaomai raised her eyebrow secretly, she thought Tong Sanlang would refuse.
âXiaomai, get a bowl for Sanlang.â Qiao Changshun instructed again, he pushed the basket filled with Milk Steamed Buns toward Tong Sanlang, intending to serve him some tofu pudding.
Qiao Xiaomai responded with another sound and took her time fetching a clean coarse porcelain bowl to pass to Tong Sanlang.
Tong Sanlang gave her another grin, this one more radiant than before. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
His dark pupils were glittering, his perfect facial features were quite charming.
However, Qiao Xiaomai did not focus on his smile, she lowered her gaze and sat down next to Qiao Dami.
âYou girl, why didnât you simply serve Sanlang some tofu pudding yourself.â Qiao Changshun shot her a glance, took the bowl from Tong Sanlangâs hand, and served him a full bowl of tofu pudding, âHave a taste. This is tofu pudding with cane sugar and soybean paste. Try this with that.â
Tong Sanlang thanked him, showed no modesty at all, lifted a spoonful of sugar into the bowl, stirred it to dissolve the sugar, then started eating.
âHow is it? Tastes good, right?â Qiao Changshun asked with a smile.
âYes, itâs very good.â Tong Sanlang complimented.
âOf course, my Xiaomaiâs cooking is the best. Let me tell youâ¦â Qiao Changshun started bragging about the meals theyâd been having at home recently, his tone full of pride.
He had to highlight the advantages of Qiao Xiaomai!
Tong Sanlang slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, he enjoyed such homely conversations..