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

Xia Dinghai's face turned pale for a while, but in the end he gave up his courage for money, stubbornly said, "The Xia family is today thanks to the three of our brothers, not your father alone."

"Okay, then give me one third." Xia Qianqian didn't want to continue talking with him.

Those who know the current affairs are Junjie. Some people love money like their life. They really divide the family property according to the rules and laws. They are now orphans and widows, and they can't fight against others.

"No!" Xia Dinghai categorically refused, "Your father's property belongs to Xia Yu. Besides, your grandparents are still alive, they are the family!"

"Then a quarter." Xia Qianqian took a step back.

Butler Gu took a deep look at her, her progress was slowing down, she was a girl who knew the whole thing.

"That doesn't work either!" Xia Dinghai still disagreed. The thought of taking money out of the house made him feel like cutting flesh, and he didn't even care about being afraid of Butler Gu.

At this moment, with the help of the three-bedroom couple, Grandma Xia came crying: "Which one was sent by God to divide my house? I fought with her..."

Fan Ming frowned upon hearing this, and the villagers sighed silently: Grandma Xia is the most rogue, and Xia Qianqian is afraid that she won't get a penny.

"Mother." Xia Dinghai was so happy, he ran over to help Grandma Xia, and kept winking at Xia Dingfeng and Mrs. Yang.

Grandma Xia leaned on her little feet and said tremblingly, "Ms. Qin, do you want my old life? Did you forget what you said before the spirit?"

Qin's face was terribly pale. Xia Qianqian asked in a low voice, "Mother, what did you say before the spirit?"

"Qianqian, the family property... We don't want it anymore." Qin shi said with difficulty, clutching the handlebars with both hands, his body trembling slightly in the sunlight.

Xia Qianqian pouted: "Isn't that too cheap for them?"

"Just think it's your father who honors them!" Qin Shi's voice became lower and lower, his eyes full of desolation, "Your grandma... You can do anything, but you can't really kill her."

Xia Qianqian didn't know what happened, but she had seen many things about her relying on the old and betraying the old. Just like a girl with abdominal pain on the bus will be beaten if she doesn't give up her seat to the elderly, it is a moral kidnapping. She was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I'll listen to my mother."

"Aunt Xia, Qianqian just wants to get what she deserves, not to force anyone..."

"She's forcing me!"

Before Fan Ming could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Grandma Xia. She stood there, beating her chest and stomping her feet: "Whoever dares to divide my Xia family today, I will die for anyone to see!"

Fan Ming was also afraid of his life, so he looked at Xia Qianqian in embarrassment, and then at Butler Gu.

Xia Qianqian hoped in her heart that the kind god would assist her and speak for her again, but Butler Gu didn't say anything.

The whole village began to be silent.

Xia Qianqian sighed helplessly, and said crisply: "Grandma, I know that my father's property belongs to Xia Yu. I don't have any requirements. I will give us a room and give us fifty catties of white flour and one hundred catties of rice. We will stay in Just pack the clothes at home and throw them out for us."

This requirement is really not excessive. The winter is coming soon, and a total of 150 catties of refined grains are only enough for the mother and daughter to survive the winter.

However, even so, Grandma Xia still hurts: "The thatched cottage at the end of the village will be distributed to you. One hundred catties of Mijia noodles, is there any more!"

"Alright, can you give me some seeds for spring planting?" Xia Qianqian said.