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

At this point, the fragrance of meat was everywhere within the courtyard. With the enhanced Spiritual Spring water and Qiao Xiaomai’s cooking skills, the taste of the cooked meat could only be described with one word: excellent!

Tong Er Lang took a few deep breaths, carelessly threw the firewood behind the door, and joyfully skipped off to wash his hands.

He was the last one to come back. Now that he was back, it was time for the Tong family to eat.

Tong Er Lang scooped a few bones into his bowl, along with some meat soup. He always said that the best way to satisfy craving was to chew directly on the bones. Eating game was simply a touch of meatiness; in front of the flavorful cooked meat, game was definitely not considered as meat!

He devoured a bowl of meat and drank the meat soup, suppressing the hunger in his stomach. He finally noticed something, “Eh? Where’s Xiaoyun? Why isn’t Xiaoyun here?”

He looked around with his empty bowl, but didn’t see Zhu Hongyun’s figure.

He quickly looked towards Tong Tiehu, who was sitting under the tree, “Grandfather, where’s Xiaoyun? Hasn’t she come back from town yet?”

At the sound of this, Tong Tiehu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, “What would your wife be doing in town?”

“She embroidered three handkerchiefs and went to sell them in town,” Tong Er Lang answered.

Upon hearing this, Tong Tiehu’s gloomy face lightened slightly, “You really don’t know what she actually went to do?”

“Yeah, she indeed went to sell the embroidery, why hasn’t she come back yet?” Tong Er Lang spoke while running to the door with his empty bowl, looking in both directions.

There were passers-by, but no sign of Zhu Hongyun.

“What could she be up to?” Tong Er Lang muttered. “Grandfather, how about I go to town to look for her?”

As he spoke, he looked towards Tong Sanlang, who was also sitting under the tree. “And Sanlang, Sanlang knows Kung Fu, Sanlang, come with me?”

“No need to go look, she’s gone back to her mother’s house.” Tong Tiehu grunted, explaining Zhu Hongyun’s actions.

Tong Er Lang was dumbstruck. The coarse porcelain bowl in his hand dropped to the ground with a ‘clatter’, shattering into several fragments.

“No way…” he mumbled. He was speaking to himself, and also to everyone present. “It can’t be that bad…”

“Seems like you’re not blind after all.” Upon hearing this, Tong Tiehu commanded with a cold face, “Since you know that what she did was wrong, let her stay at her mother’s house. You are not allowed to go find her. If she dares to step into this house again, I’ll kick both of you out.”

Upon hearing these words, Tong Er Lang became anxious. “But she’s my wife!”

“Then go find her. Anyhow, the Tong family will not lack you. From now on, whether you two suffer hardship or live comfortably, it has nothing to do with the Tong family.” The words of Tong Tiehu were cold and merciless.

Tong Er Lang pursed his lips and looked towards Tong Xingda, who was squatting at the door. “Father…”

Tong Xingda was also nibbling a bone. Without lifting his head, he replied, “Just divorce such a stupid woman. She’s a troublemaker. Keeping her around would only cause trouble.”

“Father!” The volume of Tong Er Lang’s voice rose uncontrollably.

“Why are you shouting?” Tong Xingda, seeming impatient, continued. “She caused this mess and you’re still trying to defend her? She’s been in our house for several years and hasn’t given birth to a grandson. Besides eating and grooming all day, now she’s done this. What’s the use of keeping her around?”

“If you really can’t stand it, go find her. But once you step out of this door, don’t expect to come back. After all, we still have your elder brother and Sanlang.”

The words of Tong Xingda were colder and more ruthless than those of Tong Tiehu.

Tong Er Lang stood dumbfounded at the door, motionless.