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

“Grandpa, you’re the elder here, and this is something Dad is giving out of respect to you. If you don’t accept it, Dad will definitely feel bad,” Qiao Xiaomai persuaded.

Indeed, as the Sun Family had said, Qiao Qinghe is Qiao Changshun’s biological father. To respect and honor one’s father with gifts is nothing unusual.

As for the past grievances, let them go. When compared with the Sun Family, Qiao Qinghe’s faults could be brushed aside.

“Dami and I will be leaving now. Our dad is still waiting for us to eat at home.” Qiao Xiaomai didn’t plan to take the sacks, bowls, and baskets, she passed the clothes in her hands to Qiao Qinghe, grabbed her basket with one hand, and took Qiao Dami’s hand with the other and left.

Qiao Qinghe stood there dumbfounded, watching the siblings leave. His lips moved, but he said nothing.

Qiao Xiaomai was right, he is the elder. Qiao Changshun’s family is now affluent. If they didn’t display some form of respect towards him as an elder, it would be seen as unfilial.

He had to accept these things.

Over the past ten years, he had turned a blind eye to the Sun Family’s plundering of Qiao Changshun’s household, and now, Qiao Changshun was voluntarily bringing him items.

He owed too much to this second son of his.

Clutching the four sets of clothes that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, Qiao Qinghe turned around to enter his home. Zhu Cuiying had put the boiled fish and chicken feet on the table, while the Sun Family had unravelled the sack, revealing the steamed buns inside.

Qiao Meipan, Qiao Ying, Qiao Changfu, and Qiao Erzhu all gathered around. Some were picking at the fish and chicken feet while others were grabbing at the white steamed buns.

The previous five white buns, which were served with a side of stir-fried wild vegetables, were hardly enough to fill their appetites. Now suddenly, there were sacks of white buns, and they certainly intended to eat their fill.

Then there was the boiled fish, glistening with oil. They could never afford to use that much oil in their own cooking. Earlier, the buns ended up blackened because of the lack of oil.

And those chicken feet, usually served when boiling chicken, had more bone than meat and were thus less favored compared to other parts. But Qiao Xiaomai’s braised chicken feet were flavorful and tender. After having one, they couldn’t help but want another.

“This girl’s culinary skills are even better than Zhuang Luhe’s!” Zhu Cuiying muttered. In her left hand, she held a white bun stuffed with two pieces of fish, while her right hand held a chicken foot she was gnawing at.

Upon hearing this, the pleasure of enjoying the benefits quickly faded from Qiao Meipan and Qiao Ying’s faces, their expressions collectively darkening.

This damn girl was able to get close to Tong Sanlang by constant food offerings. Now that her cooking skills had improved even more, it was infuriating!

Qiao Changfu was also nibbling on a chicken foot, and he casually remarked, “Changshun’s food isn’t bad at all. Mom, I think you and dad should eat there every meal.”

Zhu Cuiying, hearing this, promptly elbowed him.

Damn nonsense!

If the Sun Family and Qiao Qinghe started dining at Qiao Changshun’s house, they wouldn’t be able to enjoy these benefits anymore!

Whatever benefits the Sun Family would get from Qiao Changshun would surely all be kept for Sun Junyan. There’s no way they’d think about their own family!

After being jabbed by Zhu Cuiying, Qiao Changfu finally snapped back to his senses. He quickly added, “Mom, the bean sprouts in this fish are pretty good.”

The bean sprouts Qiao Xiaomai had brought yesterday were blanched by Zhu Cuiying and served cold.

With little addition of oil and salt, the delicate flavor of the bean sprouts was far better than wild vegetables. The whole family had enjoyed them, so seeing the bean sprouts mixed with the fish, Qiao Changfu immediately suggested, “Mom, let’s get some more bean sprouts from Changshun’s house!”

“Will do in a bit,” the Sun Family’s matriarch nodded in agreement.

As for dining at Qiao Xiaomai’s house…

Well, that’s something worth considering..