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

Han Yuqing is the niece of Mrs. Gu's maiden family. The Han family was originally from Pingning Town, and moved to the county seat after his fortune. Han Yuqing was trained according to the model of everybody's lady, who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable in poetry and books.

She also understood Gu Changsheng's attitude, and quickly stood up and said, "Cousin Mo is angry. My luggage is in my aunt's room. My aunt is joking with you. I will not steal your house."

"It's not about grabbing or not, I'm thinking about my cousin's reputation." Gu Changsheng said.

Han Yuqing smiled slightly: "Cousin is very thoughtful, thank you!"

In this way, Mrs. Gu couldn't force it anymore and said: "Changsheng, my mother is also afraid that you will be bored at home every day. Yuqing is rare, and you can relieve your boredom by talking."

"It's not boring, I have chosen a location to open a restaurant." Gu Changsheng said.

"You want to open a restaurant?" Mrs. Gu was taken aback, "Why haven't I heard you say?"

"Some people think that the braised pork in Drunk Xianju is not delicious. I am going to grab its business. I have discussed this with my father." Gu Changsheng squinted his eyes, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

Han Yuqing looked at Gu Changsheng with admiration: "Cousin has great ambitions and is a model for men."

"I have chosen the location, what else do I need to do?" Madam Gu sighed helplessly, a little sad, "You are better, you are going out to do business, so how can you rest assured?"

"I'll open a restaurant in Pingning Town, it's okay," Gu Changsheng said. For Xia Qianqian, he wronged himself to chase down to a small town in another world. Although Gu's family is wealthy, it is far from the family conditions of his previous life. When he remarries Xia Qianqian, he will definitely leave here and go to a bigger and broader world.

Mrs. Gu was relieved now: "You just play as boring, it doesn't matter whether you make money or not."

Gu Changsheng was silent but smiled. He never does a loss-making business.

"By the way, the winter solstice is approaching, you should also prepare for the sacrifice." Madam Gu reminded.

"Okay." Gu Changsheng glanced at Han Yuqing and asked, "Is my cousin this year's jade girl?"

"Not yet." Han Yuqing shook his head lightly, "However, I'm here for this."

Gu Changsheng's heart sank. The Han family intervened, and Xia Qianqian's chance had already been lost.

"The jade girl must be selected. You talk to Yuqing about the details of the sacrifice in the past two days to help her succeed." Madam Gu had the intention to let them be alone, and then left after explaining.

Han Yuqing's heart was nervous, her eyes lowered lightly, not daring to look directly at Gu Changsheng, waiting for him to tell her the details of the sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, he didn't listen to him. She raised her head, but saw Gu Changsheng sitting on the windowsill unruly, enjoying the scenery outside, holding a red enamel incense burner in his hand.

The bright red contrasted sharply with his white hands. Han Yuqing quietly looked at his hands: it seemed that Gu Changsheng hadn't been as white yet.

Han Yuqing considers herself to be a beauty, but she is born with a shortcoming: dark skin.

"Cousin, tell me about the sacrifice!" Han Yuqing said courageously.

Gu Changsheng didn't look back, still looking at the snow scene, a cold wind blew in and picked up his long hair: "I don't like to chat."

The atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing, and Han Yuqing didn't leave or stay.

After a few breaths, Gu Changsheng slowly added: “When you leave the yard, turn right, it’s your sister-in-law’s yard. She loves to chat. Turn left, it’s the yard of your second brother Gu Changlin. He knows the rules of sacrifice better.”

Han Yuqing's pretty face immediately turned red, and Fu Yifu hurriedly left: "Thank you for your cousin's advice and leave."

Gu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, jumped off the window sill, quickly closed the window, and sat down by the charcoal basin to keep warm: "It's freezing to death..."