Chapter 93: Gossip

The next day, three faces came from Yangliu Village, and they drove a large cart to Wayo Rawa in the country.
Xia Qianqian didn't see the young boy and was very surprised: "You are..."
"Sent from the enamel hand furnace." said the headed old man.
Xia Qianqian understood that it was sent by Gu Changsheng, and immediately led people to the ground enthusiastically. Hundreds of tiles were made into tiles, and a large pallet was installed, and it took a whole morning to put on the tiles.
The news that Xia Qianqian's tiles were all sold also spread in Yangliu Village. Some curious people came out and asked: "Xia Qianqian, your tiles are all sold?"
"Well, it's sold." Xia Qianqian smiled.
"Where is the main customer from here?"
Xia Qianqian pretends to be mysterious: "It is not convenient to disclose."
"Are you going to grab Lao Xia's business?" Jiang Ming asked bitterly.
"How is it possible? I'm going to grab their business, they didn't come to the house and strip me alive?" Xia Qianqian grinned, and secretly thanked Gu Changsheng that he bought the tiles sent by his second uncle and third uncle yesterday. But what did that guy buy so many watts for?
"No wonder your family ate meat yesterday, I can smell the smell of meat." Uncle Liu smiled, very happy for Xia Qianqian.
Jiang Ming said, "Living in a ventilated thatched house and eating braised pork in brown sauce is a real foodie!"
"It has nothing to do with you." Xia Qianqian glared at Jiang Ming. The thatched house is really hard to describe in a word, and the air leak is so cold. When she makes money next year, she will build a big brick house to live in!
"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. You are not my daughter-in-law, and you are the young master of the town where you go." Jiang Ming sneered loudly.
The villagers looked at each other, and they were all suspicious of Xia Qianqian's "ability". After all, she's just a 13-year-old girl, how good can she be?
Xia Qianqian's face changed drastically, and he strode towards Jiang Ming: "What did you say? Say it again!"
She was so violent, she was about to fight her sleeves. Jiang Ming was scared of being beaten, and backed back again and again: "What is the ability to beat people? The villagers know that you run into the town every day, and every time you come back from the town, you bring benefits. Your little trouble has been spread early. ."
"Broken things? Then you tell me clearly today, where am I broken! If you don't know clearly, I will let you break your head!" Xia Qianqian was angry, waving his fists, aggressively.
Several villagers stopped her and persuaded each other nicely: "Some people can't see you and chew their tongues. Don't be familiar with them."
Jiang Ming saw that someone was blocking him, he got up boldly, his words became more and more ugly, "Is anyone telling me where it is broken?"
The little Liuzi in several villages burst into laughter and looked at Xia Qianqian with colored eyes. Qin was so angry that he shed tears: "You are talking nonsense, we Qianqian are good girls! My tiles are good, so there are big customers to buy them."
"Haha!" Jiang Ming sneered, and the villagers talked quietly.
Xia Qianqian was completely irritated, broke free, and slammed into Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming was hit and flew...
He turned into a black arc, traversed the white snow scene, landed ten meters away, his head was knocked on the stone, and the blood was flowing.
The villagers were all dumbfounded and stared blankly. Mother Jiang ran over and hugged Jiang Ming and cried out: "Oh my god, murder, my son's head is broken..."
"From now on, you will chew your tongue and chew, don't let me hear it. Otherwise, Jiang Ming will be his role model!" Xia Qianqian shouted with her hands on her hips, full of momentum.
With so many onlookers, none of them dared to help Jiang Ming mother and son.