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

When the young man left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.

It is the busy farming season, and every household is busy harvesting grain in the fields. Even children who have just learned to walk are taken to the fields as laborers, or stay at home to watch and cook.

Naturally, no children gathered out of curiosity to ask where the Duan family came from.

There are many cattle in the countryside, but they are not common, and horses are even rarer.

Three large carriages pulled by several tall horses entered Duanjia Village. With the tall and sturdy guards surrounding the carriages, it was difficult for anyone to ignore them.

Not long after, a few men carrying hoes and two or three old men came over.

They were about to ask the identities of these unfamiliar faces, and when they learned that their family was Duan Yuexiu's family from the capital, everyone's faces immediately put on warm smiles.

"It turns out they are from Master Duan's house!" the white-bearded old man at the head said happily.

Duan Yuexiu is the only scholar who came to the capital from Duanjiacun and became an official. In the eyes of the people of Duanjiacun, he is like a star of Chinese music. He is not only famous in Duanjiacun, but also is famous among the scholars of Tongzhou.

Even though Duan Yuexiu has never come back for so many years, due to Duan Yuexiu's fame, the people in the village are much better off when they go out than in neighboring villages.

When Duan Minghao became an official, Duan Yuexiu and his son died of illness one after another, and they both reported the news to their hometown.

At that time, many people in the village went to pay homage to Duan Yuexiu's memorial tablet. Even though Duan Yuexiu was gone, it did not stop them from respecting the Duan family who came from the capital.

Uncle Sun was polite to the old people in the village and said that he and his party had to go home to settle down after a long journey. The old people in the village happily agreed and sent the Duan family and the other people off to the village.

Duanjia Village was originally a small village of about ten households with the same surname. Later, many other surnames moved in and took root in this village. A hundred years later, the Duan surname is still the most common surname in the village.

Duan Yuexiu's Duan has little relationship with the local Duanjia villagers. They are the same family who moved here later.

To clarify the relationship, we probably have to start with Duan Yuexiu's grandfather's generation, and even Duan Yuexiu himself can't explain it clearly. The Duan family has lived here for several generations, and has many relationships with people in the village through marriages.

The Duan family, which could afford a scholar, was certainly not a poor farmer, especially after Duan Yuexiu became an official.

However, the Duan family did not have many heirs. Duan Yuexiu was the only one in the family, so the family was deserted.

The Duan family's old house was not small, but it was unoccupied, so they entrusted the key to a relative in the village.

Duan Yuexiu took care of some blood relatives and gave them some money to help look after the fields and houses at home, and to clean and tidy up the yards.

The bystanders did not dare to neglect. They took the keys according to Duan Yuexiu's instructions and came over frequently to clean.

It was Uncle Sun who took the key in the past. Not long after Uncle Sun went out, a woman in her twenties followed Uncle Sun back with a flattering smile.

The woman handed the key in the bag to Uncle Sun, then looked at the Duan family beside the carriage with extremely respectful eyes, and said beautiful words in what she thought was the most beautiful voice, "We just came to clean this yard yesterday.

Don’t worry, Butler Sun, I’ll clean it up.”

Uncle Sun didn't say much, and opened the iron lock in front of the door with a click. He pushed open the courtyard door, revealing the main entrance of the quiet house.

Seeing that Uncle Sun didn't pay much attention to her, the woman stepped aside and smiled eagerly at the Duan family.

It's just that the Duan family's attention was focused on the old house at the moment and they didn't pay too much attention to her.

The woman looked at the people in front of her with curiosity. Even though she did not know their identities, she was sure that they had returned from the capital.

Even though the Duan family wears ordinary coarse cloth, in the woman's eyes, the neat fabrics are so neat that even country people would not be willing to make one when they get married. How can they be ordinary people? Not to mention there are so many horses.

and such a spacious carriage.

No matter how much I thought about it, I never imagined that the person in front of me was returning home in despair.

After unlocking the door, Uncle Sun walked over to Qiao Lan's carriage and said, "Madam, I haven't lived in the old house for a long time. There is a lot of dust in the house. I will go clean it first. Madam, you can go sit in the yard."

A house that has not been lived in for many years really needs to be cleaned.

Qiao Lan slowly got out of the carriage with the help of her granddaughter.

Qiao Lan took a look at the courtyard wall made of sand and the dusty wooden door. It was indeed as she imagined, very simple.

After all, it’s my hometown’s house. It’s good to have a tile to protect it from the rain, so what else could I choose?

Qiao Lan's eyes moved elsewhere. The scenery around the yard was good, with green mountains in the background and a stream passing by.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard has been planted for who knows how many years. The top branches stretch higher than the roof, and there are still some golden osmanthus flowers left on it. The fragrance is so strong that Qiao Lan can smell it while still in the carriage.

Qiao Lan entered the courtyard, and the children and grandchildren of the Duan family got out of the carriage, and several guards took the carriage into the yard.

As soon as the courtyard door closed, the sound of sweeping the floor could be heard.

The woman stood in the corner and watched the Duan family enter. No one paid any attention to her from beginning to end. She felt a little embarrassed, but she was very curious, so she stood in the corner and listened to the sound for a while.

I heard someone calling me mother or something...

mother?

Could it be Master Duan’s wife?

I heard that Mr. Duan married an official lady from the capital back then!

The woman recalled the old woman who had just got out of the car. Her dress and fair skin did not look like an old woman farming in the countryside. She looked fairer than the young lady in the city who had not yet left the palace. In this way, she was really like that.

Your ladyship is back?

Thinking of this, the woman patted her thigh and hurriedly walked home, preparing to share this important news with her family.

The old house of the Duan family was renovated after Duan Yuexiu became an official. However, because there were few people in the Duan family, only the small ancestral hall where the memorial tablets were placed was rebuilt into a large ancestral hall, and the other old houses were simply repaired.

But there are a lot of houses, seven or eight rooms.

Houses in the countryside don't have any special features, they are just spacious.

Qiao Lan sat down in the courtyard with Duan Sitong's support.

She took a look at the scenery in the courtyard. The fallen leaves and sweet-scented osmanthus under her feet were covered with golden leaves. There were few leaves and some of the flowers were rotten. They should have been cleaned in recent days, not yesterday.

It's just that I didn't sweep it carefully enough, and there are still a lot of dead grass and weeds near the wall.

The women of the Duan family were busy in the inner room, and Duan Sitong and Fei Yan were helping. The sons of the Duan family kept unloading things from the car, including food and clothes.

The well had not been used for a long time and could not draw water, so the accompanying guards took the initiative to carry buckets to the river to draw water.

The house was only covered with a thin layer of dust, but even so, it still had to be cleaned carefully.

Qiao Lan looked around and saw that the furniture in the house was fairly complete.

Even if they didn't have any pots and pans, they were still prepared, there was plenty of food left, and there were beds and bedding.

Winter is coming soon now, and although the south is lush and green, you still have to wait until next spring to plant anything in the ground, which is still a few months away.