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

Xia Qianqian got up, blew on his red palms, and ran over: "What's the command of Master Gu?"

"Get in the cart and go with me." Gu Changsheng got into the carriage first, and Xia Qianqian ordered the coachmen to follow and get into the carriage.

The young boy rode a horse and drove and led the convoy on his way home.

Seeing the trucks of china clay following Maoshi Town, no one was harassing on the road, Xia Qianqian patted her chest in relief. "Finally! I'm too difficult..."

Gu Changsheng slowly took out a thick brown porcelain bottle and unplugged it. The bitter aroma of wine overflowed, filling the carriage.

Xia Qianqian looked at Gu Changsheng suspiciously, "Moutai?"

"Yeah." Gu Changsheng poured a little in a teacup, "Taste it?"

"Good." Xia Qianqian has drunk authentic Moutai, just to verify this ancient version of Moutai. She took a sip, and her eyebrows slowly frowned: How could this taste the same as modern Moutai?

Taste again.

Xia Qianqian took another sip and tasted it carefully. The more I taste it, the more I feel that I am a pro. But how could Gu Changsheng have Moutai?

"Curious where did this wine come from?" Gu Changsheng's lips curled up, already seeing her thoughts through.

"Correct!"

"Sent from a worldly expert."

Xia Qianqian opened his eyes, the outsider is definitely from modern times, and he has traveled more advanced, he came with wine!

Ah, ah, can someone outside the world let her wear it back to modern times?

Xia Qianqian rushed forward excitedly, clutching Gu Changsheng's arm tightly, "Where is that worldly expert?"

"I don't know, I just have a relationship with him. I probably wandered around the world again." Gu Changsheng looked down and looked at Xia Qianqian's little hand, "You scratched me."

"Oh!" Xia Qianqian quickly retracted her hand, and she asked in disappointment, "Could you please contact me, I have important things to find an expert."

"No."

"Oh……"

Xia Qianqian drooped his head in frustration, bent his legs, curled up into a small ball, and stopped speaking.

Traversing is retribution, maybe you really can't go back! Even if he went back, it was impossible to go back to Gu Yanjing again. Maybe now, he already has a real lover by his side.

The carriage swayed and shook Xia Qianqian's heart. Gu Yanjing, you must be happy! When you are happy, it is worthwhile for me to work so hard in ancient times.

Gu Changsheng put the wine in the Muji and looked at Xia Qianqian quietly with his hands together. Xia Qianqian, do you regret abandoning me and run to the poor valley to farm?

…………

The journey home was smooth, and there was no more trouble.

But along the way, Xia Qianqian was in a bad mood and didn't talk to Gu Changsheng much. Gu Changsheng seemed to have caught the cold and was also sluggish. He actually slept for half a day.

Qingtong became accustomed to Xia Qianqian's unexpected temperament, and suddenly calmed down, which made people very uncomfortable. Once suspected that she had quarreled with the young master, but unfortunately did not dare to ask.

The convoy traveled for a day, rested on the way for one night, and arrived in Pingning at noon the next day. Han Yuqing was expecting Gu Changsheng to return home every day, and sent a small servant to the town to watch.

Seeing that the sun was about to set and another day passed, Han Yuqing frowned, and everyone was thin. Mrs. Gu saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart: This baby is suffering from lovesickness for her son!

"Yuqing, Changsheng is back, and the car is almost in town." Madam Gu walked into Han Yuqing's room with a smile.

Han Yuqing, who is like wilted cabbage, was overjoyed when he heard the words, and his whole body was instantly radiant: "Really?"