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

"It's time to spread the word." Grandma Xia said, "You two, go and clean up the house and live with Ruyu and your child."

"Yes, let's go now." The Song family was very happy, and took the initiative to pull the Yang family. "Third siblings, I will sweep the dust and you will clean the table."

MMP in Yang's heart, even if you can marry your daughter in the county and flatter your sister in the future, you still have to get me! But she dared not protest in front of her mother-in-law, so she could only swallow her anger and clean up.

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Father Jiang was very afraid of Xia Qianqian's repentance, and quickly moved things out of the house. The car I borrowed for the lawsuit yesterday is still there, but today it happened to be used to pull things.

Clothing, food, furniture... Pulled back and forth three times before finishing.

He said to sell the house, but did not say whether to bring furniture. So, as long as he can move, he moved all. Playing tricks, he felt that he had finally recovered 10%, secretly proud.

As a result, a large carriage came to the village, pulling a cart of things. The bed, cabinet, quilt... are all brand new!

Xia Dingfeng sat on the cowl with a smile on his face: "Is old **** finished moving?"

"It's finished." Father Jiang looked at the carriage in surprise, "Laosan Xia, what are you?"

"Oh, these are all new furniture bought by my elder niece. I will move in again when you emptied it." Xia Dingfeng is proud of it, as if he bought this car of furniture.

Father Jiang's whole person is not good, and the only remaining pride is dispelled: "It's all new, right?"

"It's okay, my elder niece can afford it." Xia Dingfeng entered the house to check the moving situation.

The house was empty, and there was not a single piece of wood left. Xia Dingfeng's eyes twitched, "Old Jiang, did you move too clean here?"

"I'm just talking about selling the house and keeping the house." Father Jiang said.

"All right, I can paint the wall even if I move like this." Xia Dingfeng said.

Father Jiang was stunned for a moment: "Paint the wall?"

"Yes, my eldest niece said that it needs to be cleaned and disinfected. Although I don't know what disinfection means." Xia Dingfeng returned to the carriage, took two buckets of lime mortar, and started painting the wall.

Liu Bo and Liu Bing came to help. The three of them repainted the interior walls in a short while, and the old house immediately changed its appearance.

Father Jiang looked jealously, and his heart was sore.

"Have you done it?" Xia Qianqian came in holding the silver charcoal she got last night. The ancient lime mortar is very thin and has limited hiding power, but the taste is also weak. She took out the silver charcoal and put a few pieces in each room: taking drugs!

Liu Bing asked puzzledly: "Miss Xia, what is this going to do?"

"Except for bad luck." Xia Qianqian smiled mischievously, which was actually used to **** off the odor.

"Elder niece, I can't use this to save bad luck, I have to use a firecracker!" Xia Dingfeng took out a small firecracker that was slightly longer than his palm, and said proudly, "Your third uncle, I have prepared it for you."

"Puff!" Xia Qianqian was happy, "Thank you Sanshu."

Xia Dingfeng lit a firecracker and threw it in the yard. The red firecracker paper spread out and fell on the snow, beaming like red flowers.

"Okay, move the furniture." Liu Bo shouted. The neighbors all came out to help, and soon put the furniture in the house.

There are two beds with brand new sheets and quilts. Two new cabinets, one for clothes and one for rice noodles. There are also cupboards, tables, chairs and other things.

Father Jiang hates him so much that his posterior molars are crushed! Xia Qianqian, the broom star, ran out of his family's money and left his house. This hatred must be reported!