Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1598 - 1597: She Was Wrong_1

No such event had ever happened in history before, no such grand occasion where all the wealthy people of a powerful nation were gathered together, lining up in long queues like common folk rushing to buy discounted goods at half price.

It was a pity there were no video cameras to faithfully record everything that happened today.

However, the historians’ pens would depict the grandeur of today, and future generations could imagine it based on the historians’ descriptions.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Qiao Xiaomai’s face grew wider, "Whether it’s recorded in the annals of history or not, I don’t mind; I just feel excited."

She had planned and hosted such an event, which for her was a completely new experience.

She had never organized anything like this before, and today’s experience excited every cell in her body.

Her trip to Yuhu last year had left her in mourning for half a year; during the New Year, she got Tong Sanlang sick, then accepted the situation; her heart had been dead silent for six months.

All the occurrences of today had chased away the grief and silence in her heart.

Firstly, she had successfully hosted an unprecedented grand event.

Secondly, she had crushed all those who had looked down upon her and purposely made things difficult for her.

That refreshing feeling of slapping faces—only those who experienced it knew it. Watching those pampered individuals persisting under the scorching sun, and even after all that persistence, failing to buy what they wanted gave her the feeling of suddenly drinking a cup of ice-cold Sour Plum Soup when on the verge of passing out from the blistering heat—it was ecstatic!

Ecstatic!

Lastly, she had made nearly a billion in just one day, lightening her debts in a swoop! And thinking of Yang Wenxiao’s promises made her feel incredibly fantastic!

Let the past grief and silence go to hell!

"I used to be too narrow-minded, too extreme," she said aloud.

"Hm?" This statement was quite a leap, and Tong Sanlang, puzzled, asked, "What do you mean?"

"Before, I considered love to be my whole world. My emphasis on affection made me disinterested in other things, including fine food."

"Fine food seems important to me, but in comparison to love, it’s not much. As long as I’m with the person I love, even plain tea and simple meals, coarse linen clothes would be as sweet as honey to me."

"It’s because of this, that I kicked you before because I felt like my world had collapsed. I was in pain, I even felt like living was meaningless."

"But I couldn’t completely give you up, so I didn’t die. I chose to resign myself to fate, to muddle through."

"That way of thinking was not good either, especially after today’s events. I feel like I was so foolish before, my perspective too narrow."

"There are indeed many interesting things in this world; take today, for instance. If I were dead, then I would never get to experience anything like it again."

Tong Sanlang "..."

He pursed his lips, quite surprised, "You actually had thoughts of taking your life?"

"With the world collapsed, what was the point of living?" Qiao Xiaomai retorted.

Tong Sanlang clenched his teeth and fell silent.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "I’m sorry."

"It’s not your fault, you’re an ancient person, brought up with feudal education; I don’t blame you," Qiao Xiaomai said.

"Blame me, it’s not a matter of education, but of feelings," Tong Sanlang’s eyes lowered, feeling a dryness in his throat, "I’m sorry."

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"I’ve come to terms with it; you can’t always expect a return on what you put in. With something like love, how can it ever be perfectly satisfying?"

Tong Sanlang’s heart trembled, "What do you mean by having come to terms with it?"