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

Qingtong's lips twitched constantly: "Master!"

"You are not allowed to steal food on the road, or you will break your legs!" Gu Changsheng said fiercely.

Qingtong sighed helplessly: "My young master! I'll do it now! But the meat will be cold when it is delivered to Yangliu Village."

"Won't she heat it up in the pot when it's cold?" Gu Changsheng sneered, "Would you like to go, I'll go in person."

Gu Changsheng was about to go out, but Qingtong hurriedly stopped him: "I'll go! Young master, you're still ill, don't go out, let your wife know that you will kill me."

"Go!"

"Yes."

Seeing Qingtong leave, Gu Changsheng turned his anger into a smile.

After eating his braised pork, Xia Qianqian will definitely think of him. Before confessing her identity to her, she used braised pork to hang her appetite, making her dare not discuss kissing with others.

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The old Xia family was as rich as the Chinese New Year today. They slaughtered the chicken, cut the bacon and stewed the dried beans. Xia Ruyu's mother and daughter were treated as guests, sitting next to Grandma Xia, and the third and second bedrooms sat in order. The table was not big enough for the children to sit down, so Xia Ruyu asked Xia Yu to sit, and the other children went to eat after adding food and vegetables.

Xia Yu was afraid of Xia Ruyu and sat at the end of the table, not daring to pick up vegetables. He could see clearly how the eldest sister beat her aunt today. With her aunt's temperament, she might beat him to get angry.

"Yu'er, eat it." Xia Ruyu was uncharacteristically friendly to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was flattered: "Gu... Gu..."

"I heard that your eldest sister can read, is it true?" Xia Ruyu gave Xia Yu some meat.

"Yes." Xia Yu nodded and ate the chicken in small bites.

"Where did she study?" Xia Ruyu asked again.

"I don't know. But the eldest sister knows a lot of words, and the eldest sister can recite ancient poems." Xia Yu's face showed pride.

Xia Ruyu stopped her chopsticks and asked, "Then do you know how?"

"Yes, eldest sister taught me today." Xia Yu recited the poem after finishing speaking, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown."

Old Man Xia was stunned: "Have you learned it too?"

"Yes, I have learned what the eldest sister taught me. I can not only memorize, but also write." Xia Yu subconsciously straightened his waist.

Learning is the most unfathomable thing. Back then, Xia Dingshan went out to work and learned a few words, but when he came back, it was very strange. Now that Xia Yu can recite poems, how can the old Xia family be more beautiful?

Old man Xia was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut: "My grandson is really amazing."

"It's not that I'm good, it's the big sister. Grandpa, can I still find the big sister to read?" Xia Yu took the opportunity to ask.

"Okay!" The old man Xia agreed in a good mood.

"Thank you grandpa." Xia Yu was very happy. From now on, I can go to see my mother every day. Does it matter where he lives?

Xia Ruyu was stunned for a while, and sighed: "Yu'er is really smart, smarter than the kids in the county school. In the future, he may be able to take the exam as a scholar and honor the ancestors of the Xia family."

"What is a scholar? My eldest grandson can still take the top spot." Old Man Xia laughed.

The whole family laughed along, but the Yang family felt the crisis! If Xia Yu inherits the family business in the future, what will happen to her two sons? She immediately said, "Father, Xing'er and Yuan'er also want to read, why not let them study with Yu'er?"

Xia Guang is seven years old this year, and Xia Yuan is six years old. They are both from the Yang family. They have a temperament like Xia Dingfeng, and they are delicious and lazy. Xia Ruyu used to like them very much, but now, when compared with Xia Yu, they are now on the top.

Four more offerings~~

----small theater----

Author: Xia Qianqian, what kind of man do you want to marry in the future?

Xia Qianqian: I can cook braised pork!

Gu Changsheng: Don't worry, wife, the braised pork is already on the way. Meat I love...when will you let me taste it?