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Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

# familyfeud #daughterofamistress #koi Qiao Xuan, daughter of a county magistrate, supposedly had a fiance that everyone envied. But then her father’s legal wife schemed against her, and married her into a farmer’s family. On the night of her wedding, after seeing how shabby her room was, Qiao Xuan hung herself. When she opened her eyes again, a different Qiao Xuan had transmigrated onto this body. The new Qiao Xuan stared at her husband and frowned after seeing how shabby the house looked. “Don’t worry. I know that you didn’t want to marry me, so I won’t touch you. I’ll apply for a divorce tomorrow and give you back your freedom.” But wait, Qiao Xuan hadn’t figured out what was going on yet! She couldn’t get a divorce, or else her father’s legal wife wouldn’t forgive her. Also, she was a woman of a different world and possessed special powers. Couldn’t she just build a business from here? So it was decided. Qiao Xuan began assisting her husband and slapped the faces of all who wronged them. They kept leveling up, and went from being a poor farmer’s family to becoming the richest family in the area. Those who bullied her regretted their actions, and her husband had regrets too. “I never said I wanted to divorce you.” Qiao Xuan was perplexed when he was pressing her down on the bed. Why did he suddenly decide against getting a divorce?

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The cooking utensils, rice and flour and daily necessities were bought. They could buy vegetables themselves, and also could raise chickens and ducks. In this way, they would be able to settle down properly.

Five liang could make them buy a lot. The family could easily live on it for three or four months.

Ding Erzhu did not turn the money down. He had nothing in his hands!

Feeling burdened, he sobbed as he held the money in his palm. "Nephew, and Niece-in-law, please count it against our salary. We can't ask you for any more money!"

Qiao Xuan smiled. "In that case, count two liang out of it as wages. The house building is not counted. When the house is torn down at the end of the year, we can still use the wood."

A piece of wood with a width of thirty centimeters and a thickness of two centimeters cost less than twenty wen. Three tales of silver, including labor and roof, was enough to cover a simple wooden house for their family of three.