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

The seeds are expensive, of course Grandma Xia doesn't want to give them. Xia Dinghai whispered: "Mother, give it to her! Butler Gu is watching!"

Grandma Xia agreed: "The third child, take your wife to fetch things."

"Yes."

Xia Dingfeng took the Yang family back and weighed a hundred catties of rice noodles, mixed up half a litre of seeds, and brought the old clothes of the Qin family's mother and daughter.

Xia Qianqian inspected things in front of everyone. At the end, she said: "My mother's clothes are still short of a few pieces. I look familiar with this one on my third aunt. By the way, where is my second aunt? The one on her seems to belong to my mother."

Yang flushed immediately. Xia Da loves his wife and makes some new clothes for Qin every year. As soon as the Qin clan left, she and the second sister-in-law Song divided Qin clan's clothes, and now they brought two patched old clothes.

"I think my third aunt looks good in dress, forget it, you go home and get the bad clothes. But my second aunt has to be stripped off for me!" Xia Qianqian limped to the carriage .

Everyone looked at her and sincerely hoped that she could win the Song family.

The noise outside, the Song family heard in the carriage. Knowing that she couldn't compete, she took off her thin jacket and threw it out: "Here you are!"

Xia Qianqian picked up the thin coat and put it on the cart, struggling to lift the rice and noodles. Fan Ming hurriedly helped her carry things onto the cart: "Qianqian, I'm sorry, Uncle Fan..."

"It doesn't matter, this is already very good." Xia Qianqian smiled slightly, "I will take my mother home to clean up, and I will disturb Uncle Fan later."

"Well, well, you are welcome to come at any time." Fan Ming said.

"Thank you!"

Qin pushed the broken truck and creaked away. With rice and noodles, the cart is heavier, and she pushes very hard. Xia Qianqian limped and walked along.

The sun is very good, the blue sky and white clouds. In any case, this winter can pass.

Xia Dinghai glared at Fan Ming bitterly, and turned around to please Gu Guanjia: "Gu Guanjia, you are rare to come and sit at home?"

"No, I have to go back and return to life." Gu butler said coldly.

"That's OK, I'll come to town another day, let's drink together!" Xia Dinghai smiled timidly and waved his hand to watch the steward Gu leave with the young man.

After such a disturbance, he was no longer in the mood to drive Song to take the Song family to his mother-in-law's home to show off his prestige. He called to Grandma Xia and Xia Dingfeng and his wife to go home.

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There is a small river outside Yangliu Village, coming from the foot of the mountain and flowing slowly to the distance.

The weeping willow by the river was blown by the autumn wind, and the yellow leaves fell down and fell on the clear water.

There was a carriage parked under the tree, much more luxurious than the one in the Xia family.

Steward Gu ran over and said respectfully to the people in the carriage: "Master, everything is done as you ordered."

The person in the carriage did not come out, but asked indifferently: "Tell me, what is the proper way?"

Steward Gu explained the process of dividing the family property, including Xia Qianqian biting her aunt. The young man raised his left hand and looked at his fair and long index finger, with a gentle smile on his face: "Probably, she is Qianqian..."

The steward Gu did not hear clearly through the curtain, and moved closer to the carriage, and asked, "Master, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing, go home!"

"Yes."

The coachman fought his horse, and the steward Gu and Xiaosi accompanied the coach.

The person in the carriage leaned into his arms and took out a small dark red notebook with three big gilded characters printed on it: Divorce certificate.

He is Gu Changsheng, the stupid son of the landlord's family in Xia Qianqian's mouth.