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

"Looks very well." Xia Qianqian's eyes were half-downcast, and she dared not look at him.

"Then do you dislike it?" Gu Changsheng asked again.

Xia Qianqian shook her head. This is Gu Yanjing's face. How could she dislike it? Instead, she likes it tightly.

Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up: "Really don't dislike it?"

"Really."

"That's OK, I won't tease you." Gu Changsheng took a fruit to Xia Qianqian, "You said that the apples in Maoshi Town are sweet, I specially asked Qingtong to buy some."

Xia Qianqian raised her head fiercely and stared at Gu Changsheng angrily: "You tease me again!"

"Well, tease you." Gu Changsheng nodded, as if he didn't feel Xia Qianqian's anger.

Xia Qianqian was angry. She was so nervous that he was teasing her! Is it fun to tease her?

"Gu Changsheng, you are too much." Xia Qianqian threw the apple into Gu Changsheng's arms, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage, and strode back.

Gu Changsheng then got out, touched her nose and said, "Young boy, she is angry with me, what should I do?"

"Uh..." Qingtong was stunned, "Is there anyone who dares to be angry with you, Master?"

Gu Changsheng looked at Xia Qianqian walking violently on the snow with regret. It seems that he was too much, what should I do now?

At this moment, the coachman who went back to find out the news turned back: "Miss Xia, it's not good, all the porcelain clay you bought was held by the Song family."

Xia Qianqian's face changed drastically, and the Song family really took action: "Where are they now?"

"It's not far ahead, you can see it just around the corner," said the coachman.

"Hurry up."

Xia Qianqian ran forward.

Gu Changsheng saw that something was wrong, and told the young boy: "Quickly, drive to keep up."

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All seven horse-drawn carriages pulling porcelain clay were blocked on the road, and Song Deqiu, the eldest son of the Song family, personally led people to stop the goods. They only block goods and don't make trouble.

Song Deqiu is the second son of the Song family on the twenty-fifth year of this year. He is a fierce man and is responsible for purchasing raw materials for porcelain.

The farmers were afraid of Song Deqiu, so they all tried Xia Qianqian's purchase of china clay in the countryside yesterday.

"The Qin family didn't send anyone to follow?" Song Deqiu asked coldly.

"There are only Xia Qianqian and a coachman," the farmers said.

Song Deqiu looked at the road outside the town, and a little girl in green clothes was running towards this side. He raised his finger: "Is that her?"

"Yes, that's her. Song Master, the town didn't stipulate that we were not allowed to sell low-quality china clay. We didn't want to break the rules. If you are not happy, we will not sell these china clay." The farmers looked at Song Deqiu humblely .

Song Deqiu said disdainfully: "These porcelain clays are so bad that they are not worthy of filling a pond for the Song family."

The farmers looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Qin Ge heard the sound. Seeing Song Deqiu buckle Xia Qianqian's porcelain clay, Qin Ge was furious: "Song Deqiu, what are you doing?"

"Young Master Qin came to join in the fun?" Song Deqiu made a compilation with a smile, obviously not putting Qin Ge in his eyes.

Qin Ge asked angrily: "What are you doing with these farmers and porcelain clay?"

"Maoshi Town has rules, porcelain clay is not taken out." Song Deqiu said.

"These are low-quality china clay, which is not within the rules. You immediately let them out." Qin Ge said loudly.

Song Deqiu sneered disdainfully: "Why do you order me?"

"I allow these porcelain clays to be sold. If you don't let them go, you will have trouble with the Qin family." Qin Ge said.

"Haha!" Song Deqiu smiled, but his temperament became colder and colder, "The Song family and the Qin family will not pass for many years. Not bad for this day."