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

"Mother, where did you get the pot and bowl?" Xia Qianqian limped over and asked.

"The village chief asked his wife to bring it here," Qin said. Although they are all broken things, they also solve their urgent needs.

"Blame me, I didn't expect to order kitchen utensils today, so I asked for rice and clothes." Xia Qianqian sat down angrily. She should have asked for some household utensils, but it was too late.

Qin Shi gave her a bowl of rice porridge: "Qianqian, this is rice porridge, you can drink a little."

"Okay." Xia Qianqian took a sip, no salt, no sugar, no taste at all.

Xia Yunyun, on the other hand, was holding a half-small bowl of clear rice porridge and drank it very fragrantly, as did the Qin family. They hadn't had rice porridge for several days. This meal is a delicacy for them.

Xia Qianqian looked at them and felt pitiful. To be born in this poor place is a misfortune in itself. She lost her husband again, and the orphans and widows were driven out of their homes. If she hadn't come through, Qin Shi and Xia Yunyun would have been starved to death.

"Big sister, why don't you drink it?" Xia Yunyun finished her porridge and looked at the porridge in Xia Qianqian's bowl.

Xia Qianqian habitually handed out the porridge bowl: "Give it to you..."

"No." Xia Yunyun is greedy, but she is very principled, "This is the eldest sister. The eldest sister has been hungry for many days and her leg is broken. She needs to eat more."

Xia Qianqian looked at the pot, a small handful of white rice only cooked three bowls of clear porridge, and the bottom has been reached by now. Qin Shi poured some water in again, rinsed the pot, and said, "Qianqian, drink up, there is still in the pot."

Xia Qianqian: "..."

After drinking the porridge, the stomach warmed up a bit, and people were more energetic, Xia Qianqian got up and went to the village chief.

She needs a piece of land.

Xia Qianqian lived in the countryside when she was a child, and knew that land was divided by head. She, Qin Shi and Xia Yunyun were originally from Yangliu Village, and they didn't need to pay for land.

The sun went down in the west, dyeing a golden-red halo on the horizon, stretching over the mountains.

The aroma of food can be smelled everywhere. The aroma of rice, vegetables, and meat is mixed with the aroma of sugar and barbecue!

Who is eating braised pork!

Xia Qianqian stopped abruptly in front of a family and swallowed uncontrollably.

As a hungry foodie, this dish doesn't smell like authentic braised pork, but it still succeeded in hooking Xia Qianqian.

A thirst from the body and the heart rises in the abdomen, wanting to eat!

Gu Yanjing, who had suffered thousands of knives, would make her a bowl of braised pork with good flavor and taste every time after a fight, and then she would forgive him. now what?

Gu Yanjing, make me a bowl of braised pork again! I promise to forgive you, I will never divorce you again!

"Xia Qianqian, what are you doing standing in front of my house?"

Just when Xia Qianqian was "repenting" endlessly, a young boy who was sloppy came out and stared at Xia Qianqian with bad intentions.

The young man's name is Jiang Li, he looks very...indescribable, but he still relies on a few stinky money at home, he thinks he is a prince charming, and seduces girls and young women everywhere.

Xia Qianqian was the object of his admiration before, but the Xia family was much richer than the Jiang family, so he had no chance to get close. Well now, Xia Qianqian is gone!

"Are you hungry? My house cooked braised pork tonight. There is still some broth left. Come in and eat some." Jiang Li began to put on a suit.

Xia Qianqian was not stupid, she knew that this man had bad intentions, glared at him contemptuously, and continued to walk towards the village chief's house.

Jiang Li ran over and opened his arms to block her.