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

The next day, before dawn, Xia Qianqian got up and packed up, ready to leave Maoshi Town. I'm going to transport the clay home today, so I'm so nervous.

I hope that the Song family won't make trouble today, so that she can transport the clay away smoothly.

Passing by Gu Changsheng's room, Xia Qianqian hesitated for a while, then knocked gently on the door: "Gu Changsheng, I'm going back to my hometown, are you leaving?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered, and no lights were lit. Xia Qianqian felt a little lost for no apparent reason, and she tightened her clothes and went downstairs quietly.

It's so cold, and if she wants to sleep late, let him continue to sleep!

Unexpectedly, on the first floor, Xia Qianqian saw Gu Changsheng unexpectedly. He and Qingtong had already packed up and were waiting for her!

"Miss Xia, you're up." Qingtong smiled ingratiatingly, "Miss Xia, breakfast is ready, are you eating here? Or in the car on the way?"

"You guys are going back too?" Xia Qianqian asked.

"Of course, our young master is here to meet Miss Xia." Qingtong said, carefully glanced at Gu Changsheng's face.

Gu Changsheng was very calm, tacitly acknowledging the fact that he was here to pick up Xia Qianqian.

Xia Qianqian was very moved, and being able to get his protection in another world was really a blessing to Gu Yanjing. She looked outside the inn. The coachman hired yesterday had already reloaded the car with clay and was waiting to set off. Xia Qianqian said, "Thank you, I'll eat while I'm on the road, hurry up and hit the road."

"it is good."

Qingtong put the packed breakfast into the carriage, and then helped Gu Changsheng into the carriage.

There was still a cart of good china clay parked in the inn, and Xia Qianqian told the coachman to follow the carriage.

The two carriages swayed out of the street and came to the town to wait. While waiting, Gu Changsheng opened his breakfast, and it turned out to be a bowl of hot dumplings: "Eat it first, it will be cold later."

"Okay." Xia Qianqian waited while eating, thinking of her boldness last night, her face turned red uncontrollably, "Gu Changsheng, your alcohol intake is too bad, drink less in the future."

"Okay." Gu Changsheng nodded and leaned lazily to the side holding the stove, not mentioning what happened last night.

Before I knew it, it was dawn, but the promised clay was not delivered on time. Xia Qianqian waited in a panic, got out of the carriage, stood on the carriage and looked behind.

The snow was vast, and the cold wind was whizzing, but there was no carriage in sight.

"Could it be really intercepted by the Song family?" Xia Qianqian rubbed her hands uneasily. In my heart, I was already planning for the worst: if the clay could not be transported out, could the money for the car and land be returned to her in full?

"Wait, there will always be news." Gu Changsheng said calmly.

"The news is good or bad, can I not worry about it?" Xia Qianqian jumped out of the carriage and walked anxiously on the snow.

The driver pulling the china clay said, "Why don't I go back and have a look?"

"Okay, you unload the car and drive back to have a look." Xia Qianqian agreed.

The driver drove back to inquire about the situation. Gu Changsheng also got out of the car and said, "Get in the car and wait, it's so cold outside."

"No, I can't sit still." Xia Qianqian shook her head, stubbornly waiting in the snow. The wind was too cold, so she pulled up the hood and put it on, curling her neck, revealing only a small face the size of a palm.

Gu Changsheng sat in the car and looked at her with mixed feelings. He knew that she was strong, but he was still very sad seeing her suffering from cold and fear. I really want to admit my identity right away, pull her back to my side and take good care of her...