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

Chapter 48: exchange

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Xia Qianqian picked up a new set of clothes and put them in Qin's hands: "Mom, feel it and see if the material is suitable for Yu'er to wear."

"You also bought it for Yu'er?" Qin was extremely surprised.

"Of course, he is my brother. Second Aunt is reluctant to buy him new clothes, so I will." Xia Qianqian hugged Qin and comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, mother. I will find a chance to bring Yu'er out."

Qin sighed and said, "Impossible. Yu'er is the eldest grandson of the old Xia family, and your second uncle's family has no son, so they won't let Yu'er out."

"I'll find a way." Xia Qianqian folded the new clothes, "You guys go to sleep first, I'll take clothes to Yu'er."

"Even if I send new clothes like this to Yu'er, he may not be able to wear it." Qin turned her back and wiped away her tears quietly.

In fact, Xia Qianqian was also worried about this, so she had already thought of a solution: "No, Yu'er will be able to wear new clothes tomorrow."

Qin said nothing. Without her child around, who knew what kind of life she was living

"Yuer can not only wear new clothes, but he will also come to our house to play tomorrow." Xia Qianqian left with the new clothes.

Qin just thought it was a comfort and continued to wipe her tears.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Song came with Xia Yu in her arms, and called out affectionately, "Sister-in-law, I brought Yu'er here."

Qin opened the door in surprise, and saw Song carrying Xia Yu into the yard. The light was bright during the day, and she could vaguely see that Xia Yu was dressed very nicely, as if it was a new dress that Qianqian had bought yesterday. She hurriedly stretched out her hand: "Yu'er..."

"Mom." Xia Yu threw himself into Qin's arms and kept nodding his head, expressing his longing for her but not crying.

Qin didn't expect that she would be able to hug her son again in this life. She was so excited that she shed tears: "Yu'er, is this the new clothes that my elder sister bought for you?"

"Well, my elder sister's new clothes are very warm and beautiful." Xia Yu said, "Mom, my elder sister said you also have new clothes, why don't you wear them?"

"Mom, keep it for the New Year." Qin stroked Xia Yu's thin little face over and over again, unable to let go.

Song said, "Sister-in-law, we are a family after all. Even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected. When I am free in the future, I will bring Yu'er here more often without telling my parents."

"That's great. Thank you, second brother's wife..." Qin was so grateful that she didn't know how to thank him.

Song looked around indifferently: "Where's Qianqian?"

"I went to work in the kiln."

"Then you mother and daughter gather together, I'll go find Qianqian." Song couldn't wait to go to the kiln field. Xia Qianqian promised that as long as she treated Xia Yu well and brought Xia Yu to see Qin more often, she would memorize the "Tile-burning Technique" for the second room.

After Xia Qianqian dealt a heavy blow to the Jiang family, no one dared to come to the kiln field to cause damage for a while. After two days of wind and sun, the tiles were almost dry and could be put into the kiln tomorrow.

Uncle Liu was also very excited: "Qianqian, do you think it can be done tomorrow?"

"I definitely can." Xia Qianqian threw a ball of mud on the ground with full confidence, "Where there is a will, there is a way!"

In fact, what she wanted to say was that she was already in such a miserable state, how could it be worse than now? After the low point, she would definitely move up.

"Then shall we continue making tiles today?"

"Yes, keep doing it. We can burn a furnace of tiles every day in the future."

Xia Qianqian’s tile kiln was small and could only burn two hundred tiles at a time.

"Will anyone come to buy it?" Uncle Liu asked again.

Xia Qianqian had never thought about this question and couldn't answer it for the time being.

"I have an idea. You can visit in person all the old customers who bought tiles from your father in the past. Maybe they will be willing to buy your tiles for your father's sake," suggested Uncle Liu.

(End of this chapter)