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

“Life has to continue, even if it’s not satisfying. We’re already like this, can’t change it, so we have to adapt,” Qiao Xiaoinai said.

If it were someone like Qiao Changshun, there would be no doubt that he was happily working towards unity and prosperity.

But the members of the Tong Family have chosen to prioritize their own interests.

By comparison, having a father like Qiao Changshun actually isn’t so bad.

Tong Sanlang fell silent upon hearing this. He pushed aside the cream on his cake, using a spoon to dig the rest of it to eat.

After several bites, he finally spoke again, “I’m like you; I’m also going to suffer from emotional pain.”

Despite his usual unremarkable demeanor, he cares deeply about his family.

Upon hearing his words, Qiao Xiaomai patted his shoulder.

This kind of wound, when it hurts, is just as painful as one inflicted by a knife.

“Young man, you can lean on my shoulder if you need to,” she offered.

Tong Sanlang raised his eyes to glance at her, then lightly shook his head.

It was something he couldn’t do – pouring out his emotional turmoil in front of Qiao Xiaomai, like some lovesick girl.

Though he is a few years younger than Qiao Xiaomai, he needed to present a steady and reliable image in front of her.

He diverted the topic, “Mmm… my father said a while ago that in the underground treasure vault, neither he, nor I, nor my grandfather had privately kept any item. That’s not quite right.”

“Huh?” Qiao Xiaomai was surprised, “Have you guys taken something out?”

“Not us, just me.” Tong Sanlang chewed on his cake, and after swallowing it continued, “Ten years ago, my grandfather and I went into the vault for the last time. In the secret tunnel, I found a white jade pendant…”

“A white jade pendant?” Qiao Xiaomai was startled.

“Yes, it’s a small one. It was very dark in the secret tunnel as you know, and we had to carry torches. At that time, I was young and would stare at my feet while walking. That’s when I found it.”

“The pendant is mutton-fat jade, but it’s too small and wouldn’t be worth much silver. My grandfather let me keep it as a toy.”

“However, finding such a thing in the tunnel was odd for my grandfather. So he checked carefully through the inventory of treasures. Everything listed was still properly stored in the vault.”

“So my grandfather guessed that this pendant… it might have been left by my great grandmother…”

Tong Sanlang paused here, placing the cake on his lap and stretching his hand to pull a pendant from his neck, “Here, this is it.”

The moonlight was dim, Qiao Xiaomai could not see clearly. She took out a flashlight from her bag and shone it on Tong Sanlang’s neck.

“Oh?!” She exclaimed loudly, quickly pulling up her right sleeve with her left hand. Then she held the flashlight in her left hand and shone it onto her own wrist, “Look, doesn’t the mark of my portal perfectly match the shape of your pendant?”

Tong Sanlang was also astonished and leaned forward to take a closer look.

Previously, when he met Qiao Xiaomai, it was always at night. Qiao Xiaomai only mentioned her portal was marked on her right wrist but didn’t give more details.

He wore the pendant on his neck and thought it was just an ordinary item; he often didn’t wear it for fear of losing it, so he never told Qiao Xiaomai about it.

It turned out his pendant and the mark of Qiao Xiaomai’s portal were the same?

Yes, indeed, they are identical.

He hurriedly took the pendant off his neck. Comparing to the mark on Qiao Xiaomai’s wrist, it fit perfectly.

Qiao Xiaomai’s eyes widened, “I see now, your pendant, it must be a portal too! Your great grandmother must have used this portal to transfer the treasure here!”