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

The next day, the Xia family relied on their old tactics and guarded the village head in two ways, waiting for the robbers.

Xia Qianqian would not give them another chance, and came to the village gate early in the morning to guard. Seeing Grandma Xia and Mrs. Song, Pi Xiaofu asked without a smile: "Grandma, second aunt, why are you here too?"

"We're here to play." Grandma Xia said, looking at the road into the village with her shrewd eyes.

"Play? Play a game of robbing business?" Xia Qianqian asked. She was smiling, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. Instead, she gave a deep chill.

That day she gave free tile-hours in the town and wore a green cloak. Today, she also wears it specially to prevent the guests from confessing the wrong person.

The green cloak covered with thin silk cotton on her body is definitely the most luxurious dress in Yangliu Village!

In front of Grandma Xia and Song Clan, she lightly turned around and said, "My clothes are pretty, right?"

"Huh!" Song Clan lowered his face, feeling strange when he saw this dress. The idiot young master of the Gu family has been giving clothes for some time, but nothing happened!

"Bad girl, I don't know how to honor our ancestors if there are good things." Grandma Xia was jealous. She hadn't worn such luxurious clothes in her life!

Xia Qianqian stroked the fox fur on the hood: "Grandma, you are so old, it's not reasonable to wear red and green. Clothes of this color are only suitable for little girls."

Grandma Xia rolled her eyes with anger, she wanted to grab it, knowing that this dress was given to Xia Qianqian by the third young master of the Gu family, she didn't have the courage.

Song said: "Mother, don't be angry. Maybe it's just a piece of clothing. I have been observing for a few days, and there is nothing to follow."

"Yes, maybe that foolish master is just hot-headed for a while." Grandma Xia spit in Xia Qianqian's direction, "Some people just don't know how to be ashamed and think they have really climbed the top."

"No, I am Gao Zhi." Xia Qianqian chuckled lightly. Although she is small, she has a graceful attitude on her body. "Wait and see, I am Gao Zhi, Xia Qianqian! No need to climb others."

"It's ridiculous, I'm not afraid to flash my tongue when talking big." Song scolded.

While arguing, a guest came: "Excuse me, where is the Geguo Wayao going?"

Without waiting for Xia Qianqian to speak, Song had already enthusiastically stepped forward: "I know I know, I will take you there."

The guest looked at the Song family suspiciously, then at Xia Qianqian, and finally hesitated and asked: "Little girl, are you the one who gave away tiles for free in Pingning that day?"

"Yes, it's me. I'm Xia Qianqian, the owner of Wayao," Xia Qianqian smiled.

The guest smiled: "I just said, I remember your dress."

"Good memory, let's go, I'll take you to see Wa." Xia Qianqian glanced at Grandma Xia and the Song family triumphantly, and took the guests away.

Grandma Xia stomped her feet with anger: "Smelly girl is here today!"

"Mother, it doesn't matter, there is another one after this house is gone, let's squat down!"

"Correct!"

Grandma Xia and Song's eyes turned sharply, staring at the entrance of the village. Now that Xia Qianqian is not there, they rush to grab the guests!

The people in the village laughed secretly when they saw this scene.

Xia Qianqian led the customer to the kiln, introduced his own tiles in detail, and the customer bought fifty pieces with satisfaction. After the deal was concluded, Xia Qianqian handed it to Uncle Liu to cook, and hurried back to the village entrance to continue waiting for the guests.

Grandma Xia and Song Clan are still at the entrance of the village, obviously there are no guests at this moment. Xia Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.