Chapter 95: Chapter 95: The Answer is Already in the Heart
Translator: 549690339
Seeing Qiao Xiaomai’s audacity, Tong Sanlang lowered his eyes, his long, dark eyelashes concealing the emotions in his eyes.
The girl in front of him used to always look down, her eyes numb and spiritless, her originally captivating peach blossom-like eyes devoid of any vitality. She was slightly hunched, silent, and even somewhat timid.
Now, she always stands up straight, the pair of moist peach blossom eyes exuding the expected brightness, and her small face always bears a confident expression.
Like now, she who originally didn’t intend to buy wheat, is prepared to buy it, having seen Qiao Changshun’s agitation, she even talks about hiring someone.
The contrast between her grand gestures now and her past frugality begrudging even a penny as if wishing to split it in half — is truly like night and day.
Even if it’s due to Zhuang Luhe not being here, and her having to support the family reluctantly, the frugality cultivated due to poverty should still be present.
But she has none of these habits.
Besides, she had inexplicably gained considerable strength.
Her knowledge about vegetables is explainable, but this sudden strength…
Although his thoughts took many twists and turns, Tong Sanlang kept his expression impassive. He said, “The five acres of land are all low-grade fields, an acre of wheat can yield about two hundred jin, one jin costs three cents, one acre is six hundred cents, and five acres is a total of three thousand cents.”
“Plus the fifteen taels for the land, it’s a total of eighteen taels.”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Changshun quickly waved his hand, “Why buy wheat at all? Don’t buy it, don’t buy it. If we buy it, we’ll have to spend more money to hire people to harvest it.”
“Let’s buy it. If we buy it now, we won’t have to buy it later. After all, we have to pay taxes and we need to eat on regular days,” Qiao Xiaomai insisted.
She had brought a cloth pouch filled with silver and copper coins. She opened the pouch, took out fifteen taels of silver and then counted three thousand copper coins, “Brother San Tong, could you verify?”
“No need,” Tong Sanlang waved off casually.
“Do we really not need to inform Grandfather Tong about this?” Qiao Xiaomai looked at him, still somewhat uneasy in her heart.
How could the property deed, such a valuable item, be entrusted to Tong Sanlang by the Tong Family?
Tong Sanlang took a detached look at Qiao Xiaomai, “I have the authority.”
Qiao Xiaomai merely replied with an acknowledgement, somewhat embarrassedly touching her nose, “Then Brother San Tong, you go ahead with your chores. My father and 1 will leave.”
Tong Sanlang nodded his head, his handsome face turning towards Qiao Changshun, revealing a faint smile, “Uncle Changshun, take care.”
As Qiao Xiaomai and Qiao Changshun stepped out of the gate of the Tong Family residence, the smile on his handsome face disappeared. His gaze lingered on the money on the table for a moment. His sharp eyebrows furrowed, his eyes dark.
What kind of changes will Qiao Xiaomai bring…
Qiao Xiaomai was unaware of the doubts in Tong Sanlang’s heart that had turned into certainty. As she left the Tong Family with Qiao Changshun, the latter held tight to the property deed, his pace faster than when they came. “Xiaomai, 1’11 go and take a look at the field.”
“Let’s go home, we’ll ride the donkey cart there.” Qiao Xiaomai stopped him from acting too excitedly, as the large tract of land was far from their home. If Qiao Changshun walked there, his legs would definitely hurt again.
“Yes, yes, I can cut some green grass on the way to feed the donkey.” Qiao Changshun laughed. The wrinkles on his face smoothed out a bit.
Upon their return home, Qiao Changshun led the donkey out, hitched it to the cart, and then they all went together to see their new land..