Chapter 293: Handing Over Private Money

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Yang Ye left, and Qiao Changsun finally let out his heartache, sitting immobile in the courtyard, feeling as if he had been hollowed out.

Qiao Dami was also a bit gloomy, silently cooking chicken feed.

Qiao Xiaomai sighed, picked up a bucket to fetch water, and watered the vegetable garden.

At such times, no comfort would work. The only option was to let the heartache slowly pass.

Qiao Changsun’s lips trembled as he spoke, “Finding the person who started the fire will cost us a hundred taels. Plus, he certainly can’t afford to compensate for all that wheat.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

In the end, his family was just unlucky.

The heartache made him feel like he could roll on the ground in his distress!

Nearly ten thousand jin of wheat!

The wheat they had previously harvested was only left a bit for daily consumption, the rest was all sold. They had planned to use this last batch of wheat for taxes, but now they would have to buy more wheat to pay their taxes!

Qiao Changsun heaved a deep sigh, slapped his thigh with his large hand. For a moment, he really wished to emulate the Sun family, sitting at the village entrance, swearing like a shrew.

This frustration was choking him!

“It’s okay, we won’t lack this bit of silver.” Qiao Xiaomai responded. She chose to mention silver, not wheat.

A mountain of wheat and thirty taels of silver, it was easier for her to bear when she thought of it in terms of silver.

“It’s not about the silver, it’s about the wheat!” Qiao Changsun bit his teeth as he said this.

As a man who was generally placid and barely knew what anger was, he was genuinely angry this time.

As a farmer, he knew how much sweat and labor it took from planting to harvesting wheat.

Not to mention, he had often been hungry in the past, so his reverence for wheat was higher than most people’s. One could tell this from the very name of Qiao Xiaomai.

Such precious wheat, ten thousand jin, ten thousand jin! He personally watched the villagers harvesting this wheat and stacking it at the threshing ground, but some heartless person just set it all on fire.

All that sweat and effort over such a long time was wasted.

He would rather it had been stolen!

Qiao Xiaomai turned to look at him, took a deep breath, “No one could have expected this.”

“If I knew this would happen, I would have stayed in the field overnight!” Qiao Changsun said again.

Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai was somewhat speechless. With his limp, who could he catch up with?

Once the fire had started, the dry and highly flammable wheat straw, there was nothing he could do about it.

“Don’t be angry anymore, just wait for the result.”

The field, being so large, it was unrealistic to keep watching over it.

As for this frustration, as long as the person who started the fire was found, just accept it.

Thinking of this, she turned around and continued to water the vegetable garden with the wooden ladle.

She was growing several types of common vegetables in the vegetable garden, and she especially took care of the chili pepper seedlings.

Yang Ye had also taken a look earlier, caring more than she did.

This was the source of her future wealth.

Qiao Changsun sighed and fell silent, quietly looking up at the sky.

The three of them just spent the afternoon like this.

In the evening, Qiao Changsun only drank a bowl of rice porridge, and Qiao Dami didn’t eat much either. Father and son went to bed early.

Qiao Xiaomai didn’t sleep, staying up till midnight, when the window was gently knocked. Tong Sanlang had arrived.

She got up wearing her robe, and the two of them sat under the tree in the courtyard again.

Qiao Xiaomai took out a few snacks from her space and asked somewhat unhappily, “Why did you leave so early today?”

“I was afraid Wei Wang might notice.” Tong Sanlang answered honestly.

Qiao Xiaomai

She remembered Yang Ye’s inscrutable smile from earlier, “Surely not?”

“From now on, in front of others… let’s avoid looking at each other.”

Perhaps they really couldn’t control their feelings, not being able to hide the affection in their faces when they looked at each other.

“Also.” He said and took out a bundle of silver notes from his bosom, placing them in front of Qiao Xiaomai, “Here, this is five thousand taels, all my private money, for you..”