The Jiang family had once proposed marriage to the Qiao family, and yet now, upon encountering each other, Qiao Xiaomai was not at all awkward.
She herself was well off, her family had hundreds of acres of fertile land, and inside her heart, a young lad jovially brandished a sword about, so at this point, whether physically or emotionally, she felt quite fulfilled, with no additional energy left over to focus on the Jiang family.
For Tong Tiehu's sixtieth birthday celebration, third brother of the Jiang family came over to slaughter the pig, and she came to take charge of the kitchen. All was done out of a willingness to help.
"Third Brother, Xiaomai, you're back!"
Tong Tiehu was also there. When he saw Qiao Xiaomai descend from the ox cart, he strode over to her, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No." Third Brother Tong replied.
"Great, your mom just prepared some pork dish, there's a small pot left over in the kitchen, go and have some," Tong Tiehu pointed towards the kitchen.
