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

Xia Qianqian got out of bed, picked up the stick and opened the door, shouting, "Who!"

The sound of Xixi Suo Suo was gone, the night was very quiet, flakes of snow were falling, and occasionally a jackdaw called out twice. There was something at the entrance of the yard, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see what it was, and there were a bunch of fresh footprints outside.

With the experience of cashier charcoal last time, Xia Qianqian is no longer worried about being a beast this time, and strode over with a stick.

There is a food box on the snow.

"Food box?" Xia Qianqian frowned strangely, thinking of the silver charcoal last time, she opened the food box, and a familiar fragrance wafted out.

Braised Pork!

Xia Qianqian's heartbeat missed half a beat. She couldn't hold back her excitement and ran after her.

The footprints only extended two or three meters and disappeared. What took over the footprints were the hoof prints of horses. Xia Qianqian looked into the distance, trying to see who gave her things again and again. However, the night was too dark, and only a black figure could be seen galloping away on a horse.

Xia Qianqian felt lost in her heart, she turned around and carried the food box back to the house.

Qin shi had already taken Xia Yunyun to sleep. She sat alone under the lamp, staring at the food box and the braised pork inside in a daze.

The food box is very delicate, and the fine wood is carved with tangled peony patterns. Although the braised pork is cool, it looks very familiar.

She likes to eat braised pork, and when Gu Yanjing is in a good mood, he will make two bowls. One bowl to eat now and one bowl to keep in the fridge. The braised pork in front of her is the same as the one in her refrigerator!

"Impossible, I must be thinking too much." Xia Qianqian shook her head vigorously. It was she who spared no expense but wanted to divorce Gu Yanjing. God punished her to farm in ancient times, how could she eat the braised pork made by Gu Yanjing again?

Everything is just her illusion. Because I miss her so much, her eyes are deceiving her.

However, she still wanted to try the taste, which was somewhat like Gu Yanjing's handwriting.

Xia Qianqian stretched out her hand and took the braised pork out of the food box, and scolded herself inwardly for not being able to live up to her expectations, thinking about Gu Yanjing now. After despising herself for three minutes, Xia Qianqian balanced herself and went to warm up the braised pork with confidence.

As soon as the meat was hot in the pot, the familiar aroma wafted out.

Xia Qianqian was stunned, and heard it for a while in disbelief. Finally, her eyes were hot - confirmed the nose, it was the taste she wanted!

"How is that possible..." Xia Qianqian shook her hands and took the meat out of the pot, picked up chopsticks, took a piece of meat into her mouth, and bit it lightly... She closed her eyes, and tears gushed out.

is it! is it! that's it! Gu Yanjing's braised pork can't go wrong!

However, how can this world have braised pork with such a taste? Could it be that Gu Yanjing is also here?

Gu Changsheng's young but calm face appeared in his mind, Xia Qianqian was startled and hurriedly opened his eyes. No no, impossible! Just look similar.

Everyone in the world said that the third young master of the Gu family was born stupid and weak. Although the rumors were not very accurate, Gu Changsheng was not stupid, but she had seen frailty with her own eyes. With the Gu family's doting on Gu Changsheng, how could it be possible for him to go to the kitchen?

Taking ten thousand steps back, he said that if Gu Changsheng was Gu Yanjing, then he would never be able to receive her gracefully as a gentleman, and he would definitely want to kill her.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianqian's heart slowly fell back to her stomach.

It's not Gu Changsheng, who is that? Who else can make Gu Yanjing's braised pork?

Could it be... Gu Yanjing's ancestor? Gu Yanjing's cooking skills are actually ancestral?