After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

More than one hundred taels sounds like a lot, but in the past it was not enough to cover Qiao's birthday party.

But now it has to be spread equally among sixteen people, and each person only has a few taels of silver. The money is too little...

Qiao Lan thought for a while and made a list of what she wanted to do.

First of all, she needs to buy food. There may be chaos along the way, and secondly, the price of food will rise. What she fears most is that even if she has money, she won't be able to buy food.

Secondly, her family is made up of old, weak women and children, with only a few middle-aged men and embroidered pillows. It is too difficult to return to her hometown safely. She has to find a convoy or a few people to escort her back.

The scorching sun scorched the road until it smoked, and Duan Mingjing knelt on the ground, his figure crumbling.

Mrs. Shang looked at her husband who was kneeling in front of the car. Her slender eyebrows were almost knitted together and her face was extremely pale. She was holding her eight-month-old daughter in her hands, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Sister-in-law, I beg you, please let Sitong say a few good words to the second master! Watching the second master suffer like this, I feel even more uncomfortable than suffering myself!"

Wang's eyes were torn between her sister-in-law and her daughter.

The temperament of the old lady is getting harder and harder to figure out. What if my daughter said something nice in the past and the old lady resented her?

When my daughter went to persuade the old lady not to sell the children of the third family, she was slapped by the old lady.

Although the old lady really didn't sell it, Wang didn't think it was her daughter's fault.

But when Mrs. Wang looked at Mrs. Shang and saw her anxious expression holding her infant daughter, she couldn't help but begin to pity this woman.

"Mom, let me go and persuade grandma." Duan Sitong took the initiative to stand up.

Wang's face was full of worry, "Tong'er."

"Tong'er, Second Aunt, thank you!" Mrs. Shang immediately came to Duan Sitong and looked at her with gratitude on her face.

Duan Sitong walked to the carriage, thinking of something nice to say to persuade the old lady.

"Grandma!" Duan Sitong shouted softly.

Qiao Lan was hesitating how to speak when she suddenly heard a call from outside.

"What are you calling for?" Qiao Lan said, imitating the old lady's long tone. "You came just in time to call everyone to me."

Duan Sitong thought about it for a long time and all the words were stuck in his throat.

She glanced at her second uncle, who was kneeling beside the carriage and was sweating profusely, and had no choice but to follow her grandma's instructions and call everyone over.

After a while, Duan Sitong approached the carriage again and said, "Grandma, everyone is calling over."

Everyone in the Duan family gathered together. The adults and children were all standing outside Qiao Lan's carriage, including the father and son driving the carriage, all waiting for the old lady to give orders.

"Is everyone here?" Qiao Lan asked.

"Grandma, everyone is here," Duan Sitong said.

A group of people stood nervously outside the carriage, staring at the carriage where Qiao Lan was sitting.

Qiao Lan cleared her throat and said what she had been brewing in her heart for a long time, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you. I know that you have resentment towards my old lady. This resentment has lasted for more than a day or two. You are not young anymore.

You have children. If you want to leave, you can leave now."

"You all know what the Duan family is like. After the house was confiscated, the family has no money. The money we are using now is the money for the coffin boards that my old woman shamelessly asked for from her parents' family! If you want to leave, my old woman can at most pay half of the money.

I'll pay for it for you. If there's too much, you can take care of it yourself."

Qiao Lan thought about it. The original owner had such a temper that she didn't expect her children to have much love for her. The third child and his family would most likely want to leave, and she wouldn't be able to stay.

There are three chances to fail the mission, and it doesn't matter if you fail the first time.

Those who want to leave leave, and the rest want to stay, so that the family can be better united.

Sixteen pairs of chopsticks are of little use anyway.

When Qiao Lan said this, it was like pouring a basin of water into a frying pan, frightening everyone.

The old lady said she wanted to separate the family!

Everyone had different expressions. Even Mrs. Shang, who was worried about her husband, took back her thoughts on her husband and looked up at the old lady's carriage.

However, Madam Liu moved slightly and tugged on her man's sleeve, hinting him to do something.

The old lady has made things difficult for the couple over the years, and she even wanted to sell the child yesterday.

The old lady proposed the family separation herself. The family had long wanted to leave the Duan family and start their own business. It would be a pity to miss this good opportunity!

After hearing this, Duan Mingqing was silent for a while, without giving Liu any response, and walked straight to the carriage and knelt down.

"Mother, my son is wrong! He shouldn't contradict you, mother! My son doesn't want to separate the family, he just wants to serve his mother." After saying this, Duan Mingqing kowtowed several times.

Duan Mingchen saw his two brothers kneeling down, so he also walked over and knelt down.

"Mom, my son still wants to provide for you until the end of his life. You have worked hard to support me for twenty years, how can I leave?" Duan Mingchen said loudly.

When Duan Mingjing saw this, he was not to be outdone, "Mom, where can I call home without you? Home is where you are!"

"Mom, if my son makes a mistake, just beat me and scold me! Don't separate the family!"

The third child and his family did not leave, which was unexpected by Qiao Lan.

An electronic sound suddenly sounded, [The mission progress is 30%, the host will keep up the good work!]

That's 30%? It's much simpler than Qiao Lan expected.

"You must think clearly, if you stay, you will have to be punished by me, an old woman!" Qiao Lan added with jealousy.

"Mother, look what you said. Isn't it natural for mother to order her son? Where are you thinking, mother? I wish you would ask me to do more work!" Duan Mingjing climbed up the pole, his face

The expressions on his face became quite enthusiastic.

Qiao Lan rubbed her forehead and felt that her love for her second son was not unreasonable. She followed the old lady's instructions in everything, and the stone could warm up a bit.

"Okay, since everyone is staying, let's continue on our way! Don't go to the official road yet, go to Feng'an Town!" Qiao Lan ordered.

Feng'an Town is the closest town to this place. It is very prosperous because it is close to the capital. I have to pass through this place every day when I go to the temple outside the city to burn incense and worship Buddha.

After receiving the old lady's order, the people who were kneeling on the ground all stood up, packed their things and prepared to leave.

When Ms. Liu heard the old lady's words, her eyes turned red with rage. She hurriedly got to her husband, pulled him hard and whispered, "Duan Mingqing! Mom is going to Feng'an Town! Do you think she wants us?"

Two daughters were sold!"

Duan Mingqing glanced at his wife blankly, feeling guilty for the old lady in his heart, "What are you thinking? My mother has already said she won't sell the child."

"But there is a dental clinic in Feng'an Town! You don't know my mother's temper. Who can persuade her to do what she wants to do!" Ms. Liu burst into tears.

Duan Mingqing noticed his wife's extreme uneasiness and gently held her hand. "Sanniang, I know you are afraid that your mother will sell the two children. My children's biological father will naturally protect them. If it comes to Feng

If Mrs. An Zhen wants to sell her child, we will leave."

"Do you believe me?"

Ms. Liu looked at her husband with tears in her eyes and nodded gently, "I believe you."

At this time, what else can she do besides trusting her husband?