After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times - Chapter 10
- After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times
- Chapter 10 - Xia Qianqian's Admirer
“Mother, where did you get the pot and bowl?” Asked Xia Qianqian as she limped over.
“The village chief had his daughter-in-law to send them over.” Qin-shi answered. Although they were all broken things, they could still be used to cook a normal meal.
Xia Qianqian sat down while lamenting. “This stupid brain of mine, it didn’t even dawn upon me, to ask for some cooking utensils and some other things, I dumbly only asked for rice and clothes.” She should have asked for some household utensils when she had the opportunity, but now it was already too late to ask for more.
Qin-shi gave her a bowl of rice porridge: “Qianqian, this porridge, I made it especially for you, have more if you want.”
“Okay.” Xia Qianqian took a sip, and immediately had an urge to spit it out, no salt, no sugar, as bland as it can be.
Xia Yunyun, on the other hand, held half a small bowl of rice porridge and drank it happily, her expression was that of bliss, it was the same for Qin-shi. They hadn’t had rice porridge for a few days. This meal was like a delicacy for them.
Xia Qianqian looked at them and only felt pity. It was really unfortunate to be born in this kind of poor place. Qin-shi lost her husband, they suddenly became orphaned and widowed and were driven out of the family home. If she hadn’t crossed over, she estimated that Qin-shi and Xia Yunyun would have starved to death.
“Big sister, why aren’t you drinking?” Xia Yunyun finished her porridge and looked greedily at Xia Qianqian’s bowl.
Xia Qianqian looked at her eager face and handed over her bowl readily.”Here you go.”
“No.” Even though Xia Yunyun was drooling all over, she still held onto her principles, “This is big sister’s porridge, big sister also starved for many days, as your legs are still broken, you need to eat more.”
Xia Qianqian looked at the small pot, a small handful of white rice was left at the bottom, it looked like it could make about three bowls of porridge. Qin-shi poured some water into the pot, and with some swift movements mixed them and hurried to her. “Qianqian, drink it quickly, if you need any more, there is still some in the pot.”
Xia Qianqian: “…”
After drinking the congee, her stomach warmed up and her body became more energetic. Xia Qianqian got up and went to find the village chief.
She needed a piece of land.
Xia Qianqian lived in the countryside when she was a child, hence she knew that the land was divided according to the number of people. Qin-shi and Xia Yunyun were originally from Yangliu village and they didn’t need to pay for the land.
The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. Staining it with a golden-red glow that stretched over the mountains.
An entrancing aroma of food was present in the air. The smell of rice, vegetables, and the smell of meat mixed with the smell of sweets and barbecue!
Who was eating braised pork?!
Xia Qianqian jerked to a halt in front of a house, swallowing uncontrollably.
As a hungry foodie, even though this dish did not smell of genuine braised pork, it was still successful in seducing Xia Qianqian.
A strong desire rose from Xia Qianqian’s heart, the desire to eat!
That bastard, Gu Yanjing, even though he suffered a lot, he would make her a bowl of delicious roast pork after every fight, when she ate to her heart’s content, she would forgive him. And now?
Gu Yanjing, if you give me another bowl of braised pork for dinner! I promise to let bygones be bygones and I’ll also never ask for divorce ever again!
“Eh? Xia Qianqian, what are you doing standing in front of my house?”
Just as Xia Qianqian was “repenting” her past behavior, a young boy came out and stared at Xia Qianqian unkindly.
The young man’s name was Jiang Li, he is very … hard to describe. Considering that his family was well off, he always thought that he was a charming prince, going around hooking up with young girls and women in the village.
Before this, Xia Qianqian was the object of his admiration, but since the Xia family was much richer than the Jiang family, he had no chance to get close to her. Now, Xia Qianqian’s state had already declined.
“Are you hungry? I’ve cooked braised pork tonight, there’s still some broth left, come in and have some.” Jiang Li quickly began to set up a trap.
Xia Qianqian was not stupid, she knew that this young man was up to no good, so she glared at him with contempt and continued to walk towards the village chief’s residence.
Jiang Li ran over to her and spread his arms wide to block her path.