After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

"Second Uncle, I don’t want to pursue the matter anymore. In the future, we will each have our own abilities. Of course, anyone who doesn’t follow the rules and stumbling to make a black hand, then I am Xia Qianqian..." Xia Qianqian deliberately made a rattle of knuckles "I don’t mind giving him a taste of his fist."

Xia Qianqian's body is thin, but full of momentum. After eating gnocchi soup for a few days, I felt breathless.

Before the Jiang family father and son had their hands severed, and afterwards Xia Dingfeng was stunned. Everyone looked at Xia Qianqian's eyes differently, and they felt fear.

This little girl has either practiced martial arts, or she is born to be strong, and she is not tempted.

Liu Xing saw that Xia Qianqian could hold so many people down with a little girl, and he admired him in his heart, and his admiration for her became stronger.

Xia Dingfeng had a lingering fear and called Xia Dinghai: "Second brother, let's go back, there are still tiles burning in the kiln!"

"Okay." Xia Dinghai helped Xia Dingfeng go away.

When he came, he was fierce and embarrassed when he left. Liu Bo and others felt very happy, and said to Xia Qianqian: "Qianqian is like a female general in Humen!"

"It's a pity that my father is neither a tiger nor a general, but a bricklayer, haha!" Xia Qianqian's humorous words made everyone laugh, and the atmosphere immediately became easy-going, and they all helped. Dig kiln soil, store water, and move firewood.

When the sun goes down, the kiln is already half dry.

Uncle Liu said: "This kiln has to be dried once, and it can't be stopped. Qianqian, you take your mother and sister home. I will come over to help you watch the fire after dinner."

"Then I will work hard, Uncle Liu." Xia Qianqian secretly wrote down who was helping today, thinking about hiring them all in the future to make a fortune together.

When returning home in the evening, Qin looked around, closed the door and pulled Xia Qianqian's sleeves and asked in a low voice, "Qianqian, where's the book? Where did you hide it?"

"Burned." Xia Qianqian shrugged.

"Ah?" Qin was startled, "How could you burn it? How can we burn tiles without it?"

"Mother, I can already recite myself." Xia Qianqian said. When she decided to build the kiln, she expected that the Xia family would come to make trouble, so she learned the knowledge in the book early and burned the book.

Without evidence, who would dare to say that she stole Xia’s tile burning technology?

Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "Qianqian, can we really burn the tiles?"

"Of course." Xia Qianqian is full of confidence, burning tiles is only the first step, she will burn porcelain in the future! Only by burning porcelain can you make a lot of money.

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In the Xia family, the whole family gathered together with a solemn expression. The business that the old Xia family relied on was about to be taken away! And that person was Xia Qianqian who was kicked out by them! How does this make them swallow this breath?

Xia Dingfeng's wrists were green, and Grandma Xia felt sorry for her son and cursed Xia Qianqian: "Is the dead girl's wings hardened? How dare you do something to her uncle?"

"Mother, Qianqian is so powerful! Did she eat ginseng?" Xia Dingfeng said.

Regarding Xia Qianqian’s brute force, now the entire Yangliu Village has spread, and Grandma Xia has also experienced it firsthand. She wondered: “When she was at home before, she was not like this. Why did she suddenly seem to be a different person.”

"I don't know." Grandma Xia couldn't figure it out. "I knew she was so strong, so I wouldn't drive her away. I can still do some work at home."

The whole family looked at each other and regretted it. This year, the labor force is most used. With so much work in the family, they do so hard every day. If Xia Qianqian is at home, let her do it all.