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

The next day, three new faces came to Yangliu village and drove to the wa kiln of the women's kingdom.

Xia Qian didn't see Qingtong and was surprised: "you are..."

"From the enamel oven." Said the old man.

Xia Qianqian seconds understand, is sent by Gu Changsheng, immediately enthusiasm of the people to the ground. Hundreds of tiles, enough to load a big cart, just tile used all morning.

The news that Xia Qianqian's tiles were all sold also spread in Yangliu village. Some curious people ran out and asked, "Xia Qianqian, have you sold all your tiles?"

"Well, it's sold." Xia Qian is smiling.

"Where are these big customers from?"

Xia Qianqian pretends to be mysterious: "it's not convenient to disclose."

"You won't rob the business of the old Xia family, will you?" Jiang mingsuan asked.

"How can it be? I'm going to rob them of their business, and they're not going to come and strip me alive? " Xia Qianqian's mouth is smiling, and she is secretly glad that Gu Changsheng bought the tile sent by the second uncle and the third uncle yesterday. But why did that guy buy so many tiles?

"No wonder your family ate meat yesterday. I can smell it." Liu Bo is very happy for Xia Qian.

But Jiang Ming said, "living in a draughty thatched cottage and eating braised pork, you are a real eater!"

"It's none of your business." Xia Qian stares at Jiang Ming. The thatched cottage is really hard to say. It's so cold because of the air leakage. When she makes money next year, she will build a big blue brick house to live in!

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. You're not my daughter-in-law. I don't care which young master you go to work for in the town. " Jiang Ming laughed loudly.

The villagers looked at each other face to face and were suspicious of Xia Qian's "ability". After all, she's just a 13-year-old girl. How capable can she be?

Xia Qianqian's face changed greatly and strode to Jiang Ming: "what do you say? Say it again

She's so fierce that she's going to fight when she rolls up her sleeves. Jiang Ming was afraid of being beaten and stepped back: "what is the ability of beating people? Everyone in the village knows that you run to the town every day and come back from the town every time with benefits. You've already spread your story. "

"What's wrong? Then you tell me clearly today, where can I break! If you don't make it clear, I'll break your head! " Xia Qianqian was so angry that he waved his fist and was fierce.

Several villagers stopped her and advised her: "some people can't see you. Don't have the same opinion with them."

Jiang Ming see someone stop, bold up, speak more and more ugly: "where broken still have people say?"

Xiaoliuzi in several villages laughed and looked at Xia Qianqian with colored eyes. Qin's anger tears: "you talk nonsense, we Qianqian is a good girl! My tile is good, that's why I have big customers. "

"Ha ha!" Jiang Ming sneered and the villagers whispered.

Xia Qian was completely enraged, fiercely broke away and bumped into Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was hit and flew

He turned into a black arc, across the white snow, and fell ten meters away, his head on a stone, bleeding.

The villagers were frightened and looked at it. Jiang's mother ran over and held Jiang Ming in her arms and cried, "my God, my son's head is broken..."

"From now on, those who like to chew their tongues will not chew. Don't let me hear them. Otherwise, Jiang Ming will be his example! " Xia Qianqian hands akimbo, yelled, full of momentum.

There were so many onlookers that none of them dared to help Jiang Ming's mother and son.