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

Xia Qianqian picked up a new set of clothes and put them in Qin's hands: "Mother, touch it and see, is this material suitable for Yuer?"

"Did you still buy it for Yu'er?" Qin was shocked.

"Of course, he is my brother. The second aunt is reluctant to buy him new clothes, I will buy it." Xia Qianqian hugged Qin, smiling and comforting, "Mother, don't worry, I will find a chance to pick Yu'er out. of."

Qin sighed and said, "Impossible. Yu'er is the eldest grandson of the old Xia family, and your second uncle's family has no son. They won't let Yu'er come out."

"I can do it." Xia Qianqian folded up the new clothes, "You go to bed first, and I will bring Yu'er clothes."

"Such new clothes, you may not be able to wear them if you send them to Yu'er." Qin turned his back and quietly wiped away tears.

In fact, Xia Qianqian is also worried about this, so she has already figured out a countermeasure: "No, Yuer can put on new clothes tomorrow."

Qin said nothing, the child is not in front of him, who knows what life is going on?

"Not only can Yu'er wear the new clothes, she will come to our house to play tomorrow." Xia Qianqian took the new clothes and left.

Qin only treated her as comfort and continued to wipe away tears.

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Unexpectedly, the Song family came with Xia Yu in their arms the next morning, and shouted very affectionately: "Sister-in-law, I brought Yu'er here."

Qin opened the door in surprise, and saw Song holding Xia Yu into the yard. The daylight was good. She could vaguely see Xia Yu dressed very well. It seemed to be the new clothes Qianqian bought yesterday. She hurriedly reached out: "Yu'er ..."

"Mother." Xia Yu threw into Qin's arms, arching his head nonstop, telling that he missed but didn't cry.

The Qin family did not expect to be able to hug his son again in this life, tears of excitement: "Yu'er, are these the new clothes that the eldest sister bought you?"

"Well, eldest sister's new clothes are very warm and beautiful." Xia Yu said, "Mother, I said you also have new clothes, why don't you wear them?"

"My mother keeps it for the New Year." The Qin family stroked Xia Yu's thin face, over and over again, loving it.

Song said: "Sister-in-law, we are a family after all. We break the bones and connect the tendons. I will bring Yu'er with my parents on my back."

"That's great. Second sibling, thank you..." The Qin clan was grateful and didn't know how to thank.

Song Clan looked around indifferently: "Where is Qianqian?"

"Go to work in the kiln."

"Then your mothers gather, I'll go to Qianqian." The Song family couldn't wait to go to the kiln field. Xia Qianqian promised that as long as she treated Xia Yu kindly and brought Xia Yu more to see Qin, she would quiet down the "Title Burning Technique" to the second room.

After Xia Qianqian ruthlessly cleaned up Jiang's house, no one dared to go to the kiln to destroy it for the time being. After two days of wind and sun, the tiles have dried up almost and they can enter the kiln tomorrow.

Uncle Liu was also very excited: "Qianqian, do you think it can be done tomorrow?"

"Definitely." Xia Qianqian smashed a ball of mud on the ground, confidently, "Those who have aspirations will win things!"

In fact, what she wants to say is that she has become so miserable, can she be worse than now? After the trough, it will definitely go higher.

"Then we continue to make tiles today?"

"Yes, continue to do it. From now on we can burn a furnace of tiles every day."

Xia Qianqian's tile kiln was built so small that it can only burn 200 tiles at a time.

"Will someone come to buy it?" Uncle Liu asked again.

Xia Qianqian really didn't think about this question, and couldn't answer it for a while.

"I have an idea. You can visit the old customers who bought tiles with your dad before. For your dad's sake, maybe they are willing to buy your tiles." Liu Bo suggested.