Chapter 300: Tinged with the Scent of a Maiden
Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm
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Bad books?
Tong Sanlang hurriedly explained, âThis came from Gao Xiaoshan, weâre good friends and he sometimes talks nonsense.â
âReally?â
âAbsolutely!â Tong Sanlang nodded quickly, even raising his hand to swear, â1 swear, by heaven and earth, these three words came from Gao Xiaoshan!â
âOh?â Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying his statement, she then asked, âWhat do you know about young girls?â
âI only know a little about their monthly period, from medical books, everything else is unknown.â Tong Sanlang also sat up straight, fighting for his innocence, âHeaven and earth can attest.â
âOhââ Qiao Xiaomai prolonged her words.
âI hope in the future you can teach me about these things.â Tong Sanlang added.
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow at his words, âAre you flirting with me?â
âItâs a genuine request, Iâm a blank slate in this regards. You are more experienced, you can fill in the gaps.â
Qiao Xiaomai
His tone was sincere, his expression was earnest, there was truly nothing wrong with his attitude.
But why did she feel like she was being flirted with?
She wrinkled her nose, hmphed, and took out a bottle of hand cream from her space and threw it at him, âTake it, let you get a whiff of virgin scent.â
Tong Sanlang took it and casually put it into his pocket, his face did not turn red, and he was not flustered or embarrassed. He was not affected by the word âvirgin scentâ, and asked, âShould I smell it when 1 miss you?â
Qiao Xiaomaiâs mouth twitched, even though Tong Sanlang had a handsome face, the image of him sniffing a bottle of hand cream was⦠quite beautiful.
âIâm joking, Iâll use it every day.â Tong Sanlang replied.
Even though he didnât like having overly delicate hands, since Qiao Xiaomai gave it to him, he would use it.
âGood boy.â Qiao Xiaomai nodded in approval.
âCome on, continue eating.â She suggested, preparing to take more food out of her space.
Tong Sanlang waved his hand, âItâs late, you should rest. Recharge yourself to defeat the people Duke Duan has sent.â
Qiao Xiaomai blinked, suddenly remembering Ma Dongshuâs words about coming to live with them, she told Tong Sanlang and asked, âDo you think he has discovered it?â
âNo.â Tong Sanlangâs tone was very certain, âThe entrance to the secret tunnel hasnât been opened for ten years, originally it was very well hidden. After ten years of wind and rain, thereâs no trace of it.â
âBut what if he randomly touches it and stumbles upon it?â This kind of situation occurred many times on television.
Tong Sanlang laughed at her words, âIf that were the case, he would have already found the treasure, thereâs no need for him to snoop around your house.â
âThatâs true.â Qiao Xiaomai nodded.
âAlright, stop worrying. Go to sleep peacefully.â Tong Sanlang held her hand, giving it a firm squeeze.
Feeling the strength he conveyed, Qiao Xiaomai gave a small smile.
Sleep peacefully.
The next day, they planted sweet potatoes at home. Qiao Xiaomai went to the fields and tried farming for herself.
That evening, at the dinner table, Qiao Changshun suggested while eating, â1 think we should teach Dami to read and write. We have so many fields and need workers every day, we need someone to keep the accounts.â
âTong Sanlang knows how to read and write, let him tutor Dami.â
Qiao Xiaomai, hearing this, raised her eyelids to look at him, shook her head and said, âThe wages of our workers are settled daily by cash, we donât need anyone to keep track.â
âWhy wouldnât we need it? We must record how much weâre spending every day to avoid spending more than we earn, or end up in loss.â
âDonât worry, we have enough to pay the wages. Weâre definitely making a profit..â