Chapter 77: Do You Really Think I'm Stupid?

"Xiaomai, what do you mean by that?" The expression on Sun Junyan's face didn't change.

"As a well-read man like Uncle Five, you should be able to understand my meaning."

"Are you accusing your grandmother of abusing you?"

"I don't dare to use the word 'accuse'. Uncle Five truly is a scholar, every sentence is putting a label on this country girl." Qiao Xiaomai laughed.

Sun Junyan's furrowed brow relaxed, his gaze turned to Qiao Changshun standing at the door, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Big Brother, are you too going to listen to Xiaomai's wishes and report our mother to the village chief?"

Qiao Xiaomai's words were impervious to oil and salt, he could only shift his attention to Qiao Changshun.

Qiao Changshun rubbed his hands, uncomfortably stating, "Cold jelly noodles, tofu and bean curd are all Xiaomai's ideas, she decides on this matter."