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Chapter 12 of 18

Chapter 12

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Fan Ming was very considerate person, what he said wasn’t wrong, but Xia Qianqian couldn’t wait. After the winter, the ground would freeze, making it difficult to dig the kiln soil. She thought about something and gave a mysterious smile: “Uncle Fan, I don’t need fertile land, just give me any available piece of land, the sooner the better.”

Fan Ming was shocked: “Don’t want fertile land, aren’t you sowing seeds in that land?”

“Yes! I want to build a kiln to burn tiles, so good land will be wasted on me.” Xia Qianqian said.

Fan Ming was startled: “You, you know how to burn tiles?”

“Mhm… I learned a little from my father.” Xia Qianqian grinned. With the amount of food she had, it would not last until the next autumn harvest, so she decided to sell the seeds and build a kiln to burn tiles to earn money.

When she was coming here, she had already seen the soil and water in the village. There was plenty of soil suitable for building a kiln, extremely suitable for burning tiles. Apart from the cost of building the kiln, she didn’t need to invest anything.

“I never thought your father would teach you this!” Fan Ming sighed again, “But burning tiles and managing a kiln is very laborious work, can you, a little girl, do it?”

“If I can’t do it, I will just hire some workers. There are still plenty of ways.” Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes.

Hearing Xia Qianqian’s casual tone, Fan Ming looked at Xia Qianqian in surprise but also confused, he asked, “Do you have money to hire people?”

“No.” Xia Qianqian spread both hands helplessly, “To be honest, I don’t even have a single penny right now.”

“Then you ……” Fan Ming became even more worried, burning tiles not only required skills, but also hard work. Qin-shi and her daughters were simply out of question. How can these people do this kind of time consuming tasks with their weak constitution?, “Why don’t I ask your mother to find a suitable marriage partner for you, when your legs are healed?”

Xia Qianqian was startled and quickly waved her hand, afraid that he’d really do it, “No, no, I don’t want to get married before my father comes back.”

What a joke. She had just jumped out of this disaster and didn’t want to jump back in again. One divorce had already cost her a lot! If she were to divorced again, she was afraid she would be sent to the flood era.

“Your father …” Fan Ming didn’t know what to say to comfort this poor child.

Before Fan Ming finished saying anything, Xia Qianqian stated firmly, “He’ll definitely come back!”

Looking at the little girl’s belief, Fan Ming sighed and couldn’t bear to say more, “Alright, five hundred meters behind your thatched hut, there is a infertile land. Previously, I heard your father say that there is good kiln soil in that field, what do you think about it?”

“Excellent!” Xia Qianqian did not expect things to go so easily and felt that lady luck was on her side.

As they were talking, people from the Jiang family came: “Xia Qianqian, you shameless b̲i̲t̲c̲h̲, get out here! How dare you hit my son, today I’m going to teach you a good lesson!”

From outside, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang could be heard, Fan Ming’s face sank as he looked at the girl, “Qianqian, did you hit someone?”

“Actually, Jiang Li tried to take advantage of me, so to protect myself, I only punched him once.” Xia Qianqian replied honestly.

Fan Ming’s frown deepened, “That scoundrel from Jiang family ah ….”

“It’s okay. We are orphans and widows who don’t have any support, it is inevitable that people will bully us in the future. Today I beat Jiang Li to set him as an example for everyone, if they want to find troubles with my family, they must think of the consequences.” Xia Qianqian stated everything in a matter-of-fact manner. She was already thinking of ways to warn these people, Jiang Li sent himself at gun point, how could they blame her?

Fan Ming couldn’t see through Xia Qianqian anymore, all he could do was follow her out, fearing that she would suffer a loss at the hands of the Jiang family.

Xia Qianqian stood under the eaves of the village chief’s residence, not in a hurry to get down.

“Little b̲i̲t̲c̲h̲, who gave you courage to beat my son?” Father Jiang pointed his finger at Xia Qianqian, his face was already unsightly, now that he was glaring at someone viscously, his facial features became even more ugly.

Without getting flustered, Xia Qianqian calmly said, “He was the one who wanted to take advantage of me, to protect myself all I can do is hit him.”

“Nonsense, my son is the kindest person, how could he even bear to do this to you?” Jiang’s mother glared at Xia Qianqian.

Kindest person? Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes, “Hah, I am afraid that you guys have some misconceptions about kindness. Even your son can be described as someone kind?”

Father Jiang and Mother Jiang were stumped for words at the same time.

The people living in the village weren’t educated to begin with, their speech was uncouth and rough. Xia Qianqian’s sudden calm and collected reply made them feel uncomfortable.

However, they soon realized that Xia Qianqian was scolding their son for being unkind!