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

"He looks very good." Xia Qianqian half lowered her eyes, she didn't dare to look at him anymore.

"Then do you despise 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 tight.

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

"real."

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

Xia Qianqian raised her head abruptly and glared at Gu Changsheng angrily: "You are teasing me again!"

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

Xia Qianqian was furious. 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 off the carriage, and strode back.

Gu Changsheng then got out, touched his nose and said, "Qingtong, she's mad at me, what should I do?"

"Uh..." Qingtong was stunned for a while, "Is there anyone else who dares to be angry with you, young master?"

Gu Changsheng looked at Xia Qianqian who was running wild on the snow, and regretted it. It seems that he has gone too far, what should I do now?

At this moment, the coachman who went back to inquire about the news turned back: "Miss Xia, it's not good, all the porcelain clay you bought has been detained by the Song family."

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

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

"Go quickly."

Xia Qianqian pulled her legs and ran forward.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Gu Changsheng instructed Qingtong, "Quick, drive and follow."

...

The seven carriages pulling porcelain clay were all blocked on the road, and Song Deqiu, the eldest son of the Song family, personally led people to stop the goods. They only stop goods, not make trouble.

Song Deqiu, who is twenty-five this year, is the second son of the Song family.

The farmers were all afraid of Song Deqiu, so they took Xia Qianqian to the countryside to buy porcelain clay yesterday.

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

"It's just Xia Qianqian and a driver," the farmers said.

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

"That's right, it's her. Master Song, there is no rule in the town that we are not allowed to sell inferior porcelain clay. We didn't want to break the rules. If you are not happy, we will not sell these porcelain clays." The farmers looked at Song Deqiu humbly. .

Song Deqiu said disdainfully: "These porcelain clays are too bad, they are not worthy of filling the 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 withholding Xia Qianqian's porcelain clay, Qin Ge was furious: "Song Deqiu, what are you doing?"

"The third son of Qin is also here to join in the fun?" Song Deqiu made an album with a smile on his face, obviously not taking Qin Ge seriously.

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

"Maoshi Town has rules, no take-out of porcelain clay," Song Deqiu said.

"These are low-quality china clay, and they're not within the rules. You let them out immediately." Qin Ge said loudly.

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

"These porcelain clays are allowed to be sold by me. If you don't let them go, you will have trouble with the Qin family." Qin Ge said.

"Haha!" Song Deqiu laughed, but the temperament on his body became colder and colder, "The Song family and the Qin family have not lived for many years. Not bad for this day."