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

Xia Dinghai's face turned blue and white, but he finally gave up his courage for the sake of money and said, "it's our brothers that make the Xia family have today, not your father."

"OK, then give me a third." Xia Qian doesn't want to talk with him.

Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Some people love money as much as they can. If they really divide their property according to the law, they will work hard with you. They are now orphans and widows. They can't compete with others.

"No way!" Xia Dinghai flatly refused, "your father's property is Xia Yu's. Besides, your grandparents are still alive. They are the people in charge of the family! "

"That's a quarter." Xia Qian stepped back.

Housekeeper Gu took a deep look at her. She was a girl with general knowledge.

"No way!" Xia Dinghai still doesn't agree. At the thought of taking money from home, he feels pain like cutting meat. He can't even be afraid of housekeeper Gu.

At this time, with the help of Sanfang couple, grandma Xia came crying: "who is sent by heaven to divide my family? I fought with her... "

Qian Xia, the villager's voice is not afraid of money.

"Mother." Xia Dinghai can be happy, ran to help grandma Xia, but also constantly to Xia Dingfeng and Yang wink.

With her little feet on top, grandma Xia trembled and said, "Qin, do you want my old life? Have you forgotten what you said in front of the spirit? "

Qin's face was horribly pale. Xia Qian asked in a low voice: "Niang, what did you say in front of the spirit?"

"Qian Qian, family property We don't want it. " Qin said difficultly, clutching the handlebars with both hands, his body trembling in the sun.

Xia Qianqian said, "isn't that too cheap for them?"

"Take it as your father's filial piety to them." Qin's voice became lower and lower, and his eyes were filled with desolation, "your grandmother You can do everything, you can't really force her to death. "

Xia Qianqian doesn't know what happened, but she has seen a lot about relying on her elders. Just like the girl with abdominal pain on the bus who doesn't give up her seat to the elderly will be beaten, it belongs to moral kidnapping. She was silent for a moment and said, "OK, I'll listen to my mother."

"Aunt Xia, Qianqian just wants to get what she deserves. She doesn't want to force anyone..."

"She's pushing me!"

Fan Ming was interrupted by grandma Xia before he finished. She stood there, thumping her chest: "who dares to divide my Xia family today, I will die to show it to anyone!"

Fan Ming is also afraid of human life. He looks at Xia Qianqian and housekeeper Gu.

Xia Qianqian hopes that the good God can help her to speak again, but Gu doesn't say anything.

The whole village began to be fascinated by silence.

Xia Qianqian sighed helplessly and said in a crisp voice: "grandma, I know my father's property belongs to Xia Yu. I don't have any request. Give us a room to live in, and give us 50 Jin white flour and 100 Jin rice. The clothes we left at home, just pack them up and throw them to us

That's not too much. It's going to be winter soon. A total of 150 Jin of fine grain is only enough for their mother and daughter to spend the winter.

However, even so, grandma Xia's flesh still hurts: "the thatched cottage at the end of the village gives you 100 Jin of rice noodles. Is it too much?"

"That's OK. Can you give me some seeds to sow in spring?" Xia Qian said.