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

Qiao Lan looked at the silk clothes on Duan Mingjing's body. They were the few valuable items left after the Duan family ransacked their home.

Although the officials ransacked the Duan family, they did not even take away all the clothes. Everyone in the family brought a few pieces of clothes and packed them at the bottom of the box.

Only Duan Mingjing is still wearing it, changing it every day.

The materials worn by the old lady are not bad, but the colors worn by the elderly are far less fresh and less conspicuous than those worn by the young people.

The rest of the Duan family wore slightly inferior materials, but Duan Mingjing was the most flamboyant.

"Jing'er, mother asked you to take off this silk outfit and put on the clothes we should wear. My family has no money, so I can get some money by pawning these clothes. I also need to change the clothes I'm wearing..."

Qiao Lan said calmly.

Duan Mingjing didn't think much after hearing this. No matter how hard he was, he couldn't hurt his own mother!

He immediately coaxed to the old lady: "Mom, I can just change these clothes, and I won't make you suffer too. Mom, I'm going to change now and pawn the clothes."

Qiao Lan: "You have to change everything! Not just the ones you are wearing! Pawn all the clothes in your boxes for me. I can wear whatever clothes I have."

After hearing this, everyone in the courtyard had different thoughts.

The old lady knew that there was no money at home, so it was a good thing to get some money. It was a small matter to buy clothes. If the clothes were gone, she could buy them again.

Everyone has no objection to this, after all, the family really has no money.

Duan Mingchen felt relieved when he heard Qiao Lan's words, but also felt a little guilty.

He was the son of the Duan family and could not earn a penny. Instead, he had to use the old lady's clothes as clothes to support the family. When Duan Mingchen thought of this, he completely forgot that he was not Qiao Lan's only clothes.

Mrs. Liu stood in the front yard cleaning the doors and windows, worried in her heart. She was not afraid of using it as clothes. She was afraid that the old lady would think of ways to mess with it. Now it is clothes, but she doesn't know what to use it as in the future.

The old lady is the head of the family, so everyone has to follow her instructions.

As soon as the house was tidied up, Qiao Lan changed her clothes. Then the Duan family's daughter-in-law went into the house and changed her clothes. She also changed the clothes of her own children, and then her son-in-law.

Everyone followed the old lady's instructions and put on their oldest clothes.

Although it is still somewhat different from the poor people on the roadside, it is already the worst clothes they can find.

Qiao Lan looked around and felt satisfied.

"Mom, the clothes are all packed up. I'll ask Third Master to help take them to the shop." Mrs. Wang stepped forward and said, holding a basket in her hand.

What it contains are the clothes she packed away from this room.

Duan Mingjing's youngest son, Duan Yutao, stood ignorantly in the yard, looking at Qiao Lan curiously and happily: "Grandma, can I buy candies now that you have money?"

Duan Yutao is only four years old this year. He is an innocent and innocent age, and he still does not understand what happened to his family. When he heard the adults selling clothes for money, he thought of the candy he had not eaten for a long time, and he became very greedy.

As an older brother, Duan Yujin hurriedly pulled the younger brother beside him and told him to stop talking and be careful not to make grandma angry.

When Duan Mingjing and his wife heard what their youngest son said, their expressions immediately changed.

Duan Mingjing stepped forward and slapped Duan Yutao's butt hard, explaining to Qiao Lan: "Mom, this kid is not sensible, I will take care of him right now."

Duan Yutao deflated immediately after being slapped. Tears welled up in his eyes. He sniffed a few times and was about to open his mouth and cry loudly.

Duan Yujin reached out and covered his brother's mouth, fearing that he would cause greater trouble if he cried.

Duan Yutao whimpered a few words, unable to cry, and large crystal tears kept rolling down.

Duan Mingjing's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Shang, had just put her daughter to sleep in her arms. She was heartbroken when she saw her son being beaten, but she couldn't speak out in front of the old lady and her own man.

Qiao Lan liked children very much. When she saw Duan Mingjing beating the child, Qiao Lan immediately frowned.

How can a father just start beating such a young child? If the child does something wrong and starts beating her, she has no objection. She can beat him even if he asks a question. This is a bit too much.

Seeing that the farce was about to start, Qiao Lan immediately shouted to stop. "The child is not sensible, so are you? Don't make trouble, and don't hit the child at all times!"

When Duan Mingjing heard that the old lady was not allowed to spank the child, he immediately stopped and stood beside Qiao Lan, "Mom, don't buy candy. It's expensive, so save your money."

Duan Mingjing had lived a lot of debauched life before, because he knew that his family had money that he could squander.

Now that we are so poor that we have to sell clothes, how can we use money to buy sweets for our children?

Qiao Lan looked at several children in the courtyard, and there were quite a few children in the Duan family.

Except for the fourth child, who is not yet married, the eldest and third children have two children, and the second child has three.

"Buy a piece of candy and try it. I don't know when I'll be able to eat candy away from here." Qiao Lan said and glanced at the sky.

It's still far from dark now, so we have to hurry up and get things done.

Duan Mingjing felt slightly sad and a little moved, and looked at Qiao Lan with a little more admiration.

He used to think that his mother was fierce and difficult to get close to, but now he thinks that he is the one who loves her the most in the old lady's house!

Haven’t you seen the old lady selling candy to her children with the money she used as clothing?

She is buying candy for his son. Doesn’t loving his son mean loving him? The old lady loves him the most at home! Woohoo!

Duan Mingjing looked at Qiao Lan with deep affection and cried: "Mom, you are so kind, but your son is unfilial and incompetent."

This affectionate confession did not move Qiao Lan, but gave her goosebumps.

She glanced at Duan Mingjing and saw the tears shining in his eyes. She thought to herself that a thirty-year-old man could cry whenever he asked.

Mindful of what she had not yet done, Qiao Lan put Duan Mingjing aside for the time being.

"Third brother, go and pawn your clothes, then go to the carriage shop and sell the carriages at home to get some cheap and spacious ones." Qiao Lan looked at Duan Mingqing and ordered.

When Qiao Lan was sitting in the car thinking about where to deduct money, she saw the Duan family's carriage.

The carriage looks old and the wood is of excellent quality. It is better to sell it and replace it with a cheap and spacious one. There are many people in the family and the three cars are very crowded. If I change it to a larger one, I can hold more things.

Besides, they were fleeing this way, and with such a good carriage, they might be worried about someone on the way. Qiao Lan asked them to change clothes for the same reason.

"Mom, my son knows." Duan Mingqing stepped forward and agreed.

"Boss, daughter-in-law, and fourth child, come to the house with me and let the others do whatever they need to do." Qiao Lan casually gave instructions.

After hearing this, Duan Sitong consciously took care of his younger siblings and tidied the corners of the yard.

Mrs. Shang carried her daughter to the kitchen, and Ms. Liu was no exception. She held a daughter in one hand, fearing that her daughter would disappear in the blink of an eye.

The Duan family members were busy on their own, and the old servant and his son followed Duan Mingqing in pulling the carriage away.

Duan Mingjing looked around and found that he was the only one idle.

The old lady asked the other brothers to work, but she didn't call him. Doesn't she love his son especially?

After figuring this out, Duan Mingjing was happy.