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

One lovesickness, two leisurely sorrows. Gu Changsheng also lost sleep tonight.

There are two charcoal basins in his room, and the best silver charcoal makes the room warm. Gu Changsheng stood under the window and looked out the window.

Fine snow flutters, and the night is long. He wanted to go to Yangliu Village again.

I heard that she moved to a new house, bought new furniture and new quilts, and the living conditions have been greatly improved. At this time, is she still holding the enamel stove to keep warm?

Gu Changsheng's eyes filled with a hint of sadness.

After a long time, he opened the drawer, took out a small notebook and a carbon pen, and seriously recorded: 6. Help you win the lawsuit. 7. A sack of silver charcoal.

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The next day, Xia Qianqian made an exception and didn't wake up until midnight. Qin Shi had already cooked the porridge, and when she saw her coming out, she quickly filled a bowl: "Qianqian, drink porridge."

"Mother, why didn't you ask me to get up and make breakfast?" Xia Qianqian took the hot porridge and drank it slowly.

Qin shi smiled lovingly: "You were tired from moving yesterday. The room here is spacious and well-lit, so my mother can see it."

Xia Qianqian looked around, the Jiang family's house was east-west, and the early morning sun filled the room and it was bright. Xia Yu squatted on the ground and wrote with his fingers dipped in water, reciting words in his mouth. He could read all the words she taught him last night.

"Yu'er is great! I remembered everything." Xia Qianqian boasted.

Xia Yu raised his head shyly: "Eldest sister, are you still teaching me to read today?"

"Teach." Xia Qianqian said. The new kiln has not yet been built, and there is nothing to do. Today, she will teach Xia Yu to read.

Xia Yu is studious, smart, and has a particularly strong memory. As long as Xia Qianqian taught it once, he could basically remember it. How could such a talent be buried in Poshan Village? After the new year, I will send Xia Yu to the town to study!

I don't know how long it took, when the sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the door. It was followed by the sound of the chariots and the noise. The peaceful little mountain village suddenly became lively.

Xia Qianqian asked Qin Shi strangely: "Mother, who is having a wedding today?"

"I haven't heard of it." Qin shi opened the door and went out to see.

Xia Yu's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "I guess it's my aunt who came back."

"Aunt?" Xia Qianqian recalled, "Xia Ruyu?"

Qin shi turned back and scolded: "Qianqian, you can't directly call your aunt's name, that's disrespectful."

Xia Qianqian stuck out her tongue mischievously. Xia Ruyu is the youngest of the three sons and one daughter of the Xia family. She was married to the county. She heard that she had a good life, but because of the long distance, she did not go home for several years.

"Big sister, if you see your aunt, don't argue with her, let her do everything." Xia Yu whispered.

Xia Qianqian didn't take Xia Ruyu to heart at first, but when Xia Yu said it, she became interested: "Yu'er, is Auntie a tigress?"

"Uh..." Xia Yu was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

Xia Qianqian knew by looking at his reaction, Xia Ruyu must be the true heir to Grandma Xia, the female tyrant!

"Let's go and have a look." Xia Qianqian threw the writing stick and ran out, but Xia Yu couldn't pull it.

The golden sunlight reflected the snow, a little dazzling. An old carriage was swaying past Xia Qianqian's house.

Although the carriage is old, it is wider and more delicate than the old Xia family's. There are red lanterns hanging on each corner of the carriage. The roof is covered with red embroidered brocade, which is dull in color because it is old. But this decoration is definitely the first part of Yangliu Village!

"What a beautiful carriage." Xia Yunyun whispered in admiration.

The carriage stopped, and the people inside opened the curtains and looked out...

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