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

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, lifted her hand to grasp his arm, and moved his large hand from over her mouth. She gave a cold laugh, “Tong Sanlang, if something happens to you, I won’t waste a minute looking for another.”

“You’re right, I still have a long life to live—it doesn’t make sense to be a widow because of you.”

“No, not even a widow, after all, we’re not married.”

Tong Sanlang looked at her, with a continued smile on his handsome face, “I will do everything in my power to avoid leaving you a widow.”

“Well, go ahead and choose where I can transfer the items from my space.” Qiao Xiaomai’s brow was tightly furrowed; she wanted to bite him again.

“Choose, but there are some things we need to clear up first.”

Both of them intuitively avoided mentioning certain things when they weren’t facing a crisis, so as to avoid dampening their spirits. But now it was unavoidable. He had to say it.

“Nonsense, just choose!” Qiao Xiaomai let go of his arm and really slapped him, “As for the secret tunnel, forget it, don’t use gunpowder, the noise will definitely lure Ma Dongshu over.”

She thought of using gunpowder because she was so annoyed earlier.

Now that she had calmed down, she needed to seriously consider feasibility.

“In my view, we might as well collapse it ourselves. I am strong, you know martial arts, can’t we work together to collapse a section of the tunnel?”

“In this matter, I must go back and ask my grandfather for advice.” Tong Sanlang said.

“Then you go and ask him now.” Qiao Xiaomai stood up from his lap, indicating that he should go back.

Tong Sanlang stretched out his hand and held her in his arms.

After holding her tight for a moment, he got up and went home without saying anything.

That night, sleep was bound to elude them.

Early next morning, Xiaomai got up lethargically, made some breakfast, and then Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami went farming, while Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi came to work.

Halfway through, Tong Sanlang arrived with a fishing net full of small fish and field snails.

“Caught too many, brought some over for Dami to eat.” His excuse was very valid.

Qiao Xiaomai smiled, went to the kitchen and brought out a wooden tub. At this point, sisters Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi had gone to gather firewood. They both sat by the well and talked.

“Grandfather thinks it’s very likely that Prince Wei is deliberately testing us, trying to upset our own game. Ma Dongshu hasn’t found the secret tunnel yet. If I go to open it now, he might be able to follow the clues and find it.”

The best and most natural cover-up formed by years of storms would be hard to restore if he haphazardly opened the tunnel. Ma Dongshu had been patrolling Rooster Mountain for a while now and might notice the changes.

Qiao Xiaomai, “…But didn’t you say there was a secret tunnel under your house? Can’t we just go down from your tunnel?”

“If Yang Ye dare to test me this way, it means he is targeting your house. What are you and your grandfather hesitating for?”

“So, you don’t trust me, is that it?”

“No, no, no.” Tong Sanlang quickly shook his head, an anxious look on his handsome face, anxious to express his sincerity, “I trust you, absolutely trust you. I wish I could live and die for you.”

“I’m not talking about you; I’m talking about your grandfather.” Qiao Xiaomai’s eyes were full of anger.

She had been restless and couldn’t eat or sleep because of this, and yet Tong Tiehu was still hesitating!

This matter concerned life, the lives of all the Tongs!

“Don’t be angry, don’t be angry.” Tong Sanlang lifted his hand, intending to hug her, but his hands were fishy, so he abandoned the idea. “Grandfather is also anxious, he agrees with you—he doesn’t want anything to happen to me, either.”

“This is a major issue, and my grandfather must consult with sixth grandfather. He sent a letter to him last night. It should be dealt with in a few days.”

“Although this batch of treasure is guarded by my grandfather, if it is to be moved, we must also obtain the consent of sixth grandfather.”

“At such a critical juncture, does he have to be so inflexible?” Qiao Xiaomai gritted her teeth and stomped her foot.

On normal days, Tong Tiehu seemed decisive, but why was he so hesitant at the crucial moment?

“According to my grandfather’s analysis, Prince Wei is only testing us, so it is not yet a critical situation.”

QiaoXiaomai”…”

So, she was the only one who was anxious.