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

Xia Dingshan said anxiously: "Mother, my eldest brother must have passed the tile burning technology to Xia Qianqian behind our backs, what should I do?"

"Yes, yes, I think her movement is going to be a big deal!" Xia Dingfeng also said.

Yang said: "Mother, most of the business at home was discussed by the elder brother. Qianqian is now starting to burn tiles. If the old customers sell the eldest brother's face and use her tiles, we will be finished."

"Can she burn tiles?" Grandma Xia hummed, but her voice was obviously lacking in confidence.

Xia Dingshan said: "Look at her, maybe she can. Otherwise she won't sell all the seeds."

"I think this is weird. How much money can I sell for that little seed? How can Xia Qianqian have money to see a doctor, eat snacks, and buy farm tools for work?" Song raised objections.

Everyone looked at each other and felt that the family's money had been taken away, but they had no evidence and could only feel upset.

If it was before, they could bully. Now they dare not, Xia Qianqian is amazing! The atmosphere became angry and forbearing, and they all wanted to tear Xia Qianqian and let her spit out the money.

Grandpa Xia smoked dry cigarettes for a while, and waited for everyone to finish talking before saying: "Tomorrow, I will tell them, let them go home!"

"Father, will she come back?" Yang asked.

Grandpa Xia walked twice in the living room with his hands on his back, and said stiffly: "As long as Qin does not remarry, he will still belong to the Xia family. If I let her come back, she dare not return?"

"Then... what if she doesn't reply?"

Grandpa Xia: "..."

Yeah, what can he do if they don't reply?

After thinking for a long time, Grandpa Xia slapped his thigh fiercely: "Then I will sue the official!"

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The kiln burned all night, and the whole kiln was hot. Xia Qianqian brought a few small potatoes with him. Uncle Liu was guarding the kiln wearing a large cotton coat, his hair was frosted.

Xia Qianqian felt warm in his heart: "Uncle Liu, thank you very much."

"It's okay, I'm afraid that someone will destroy it at night, and it won't be cold even after the fire." Uncle Liu stood up, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet. How cold!

Xia Qianqian stuffed the little potatoes brought from home into Uncle Liu's hands.

The little potatoes are still hot, and Liu Bo eats with the skins: "Qianqian, I thought about it all night. The Xia family’s is afraid that they won’t give up easily. You have to think of a good countermeasure."

"What can they do? Come and destroy my kiln? Then I have to kill them!" Xia Qianqian's eyes flashed two fierce lights.

Now this kiln is her hope for survival. Who dares to come, she interrupted his dog legs!

"It's not good to beat people blindly. If you are wronged by the defendant, you won't be able to do business." Liu Bo said, "unless someone supports you and scares them away."

The first supporter Xia Qianqian thought of was Gu Yanjing.

His voice echoed in the ear of the scene: "Qianqian, I burned a good porcelain today for you to arrange flowers."

"Xia Qianqian, get me back!"

"Qianqian, I really didn't do anything to be sorry for you. Will you listen to my explanation?"

"Leave it! Don't regret Xia Qianqian!"

The past and the past are flashing in front of the eyes like a movie, Gu Yanjing's voice is sometimes gentle, sometimes angry, familiar to the unforgettable.

Xia Qianqian felt regretful in her heart.

Gu Yanjing, I regret...

I shouldn't divorce this marriage and curse myself to ancient times to perfect you and that little bitch!

"Qianqian? Qianqian?" Uncle Liu looked at Xia Qianqian in a daze, and shook his hand before her eyes.

Xia Qianqian returned to his senses, looked at the "rural scenery" under the autumn mist, and sighed again: "There is no one to support me anymore. I can only rely on myself now."