There is Room For the Poor Daughter

After finishing the cooking at home, Mrs. Yan took her eldest granddaughter, three grandsons, and two old servants on the road to Linyi County, where her eldest son took office.

Mrs. Yan was of a relatively high rank in the clan. In addition, over the years, the Yan family had helped the clan a lot. Therefore, when they left, the clan chief and the senior elders of the clan all came.

"Old sister-in-law, there is little rain this year, and the harvest in various places is not very good. Just in our Yanjia Village, we used the seeds you always gave, and the harvest is 10% more than in previous years. I'm here to thank you for everyone. "

Farmers rely on the sky to eat. At the end of the year, they may not be able to eat enough. The patriarch is sincerely thanking Mrs. Yan. This year, because the harvest has increased by 10%, the smiles on the faces of the clan members have increased a little, not as much as in previous years. so sad.

Mrs. Yan hurriedly helped the patriarch who was about to bow down and salute, and said sincerely: "The patriarch must not say such a thing, my family's orphans and widows, if it wasn't for the clan's secret help in the early years, how could the seniors be there? Today."

The patriarch also had a sincere expression on his face: "Sister-in-law, don't say these words. The same clan should be united and support each other. What we do is trivial."

"Zhi Gao, Zhi Yuan, and Zhi Qiang, the three brothers who are so promising now, all rely on you, old sister-in-law, to teach you well."

"Old sister-in-law, you know the situation in the clan. If Zhigao has anything they need to use, no matter what they say, the clan will definitely support them."

At this time, other old people in the clan also expressed their opinions.

"Yes, Mrs. Zhigao, if you go to Linyi County and need anything, write back and tell me." The third grandfather of the clan said.

Mrs. Yan was moved: "I am here to thank everyone for Zhigao. If there is a chance in the future, I will ask him to come back to thank everyone in person."

Hearing this, the patriarch and the elders were all satisfied.

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You said a word to me, and half an hour passed.

Daohua was sitting on the carriage, swaying her short legs in a moody manner. Just as she was about to climb into the carriage and take a nap, her grandmother finally waved goodbye to the patriarch and the others.

Getting on the carriage, Mrs. Yan took a deep breath.

"Pfft!"

Seeing the relieved look of the old lady, Daohua couldn't hold back and laughed outright.

Mrs. Yan glared at her granddaughter angrily: "Is the old lady funny?"

Daohua sat next to the old lady: "Grandmother, I thought you enjoyed wrangling with the patriarch and the others."

Mrs. Yan rolled her eyes: "You say it's bullshit, who can enjoy this?"

Daohua: "Then why did you keep talking to them for so long?"

Mrs. Yan: "A single thread can't make a thread, and a single tree can't make a forest. Although your father is the magistrate of Qipin now, he can't leave the Yan clan. People who have no clan to rely on can't go far."

"Hey, your father has been a county magistrate for almost nine years. He has always been diligent and diligent, but why can't he be promoted all the time? Isn't it because of weak foundations? If you are in the officialdom, someone can speak for your father. words."

Having said that, Mrs. Yan suddenly stopped, and her face became a little unsightly.

Seeing this, Yan Wentao tugged at the rice flower, motioning her to stop asking.

Daohua knew that her grandmother was thinking of her fourth aunt.

Back then, when her father was a jinshi in high school, his classmate Yang Boyi came to ask to marry his fourth aunt.

This Yang Boyi family is also considered a high-profile family, and there are relatives of the fourth-rank senior officials in Beijing. Although he is only a scholar, it can be regarded as a good marriage for the Yan family at that time.

After the fourth aunt got married, the Yang family and the Yan family were very close at first, but later, Yang Boyi also graduated from high school, and the Yang family moved to the capital. After that, the relationship between the two families faded.

Daohua thought to himself, the Yang family must have watched her father serve as county magistrate one after another, and he could never rise. Without the investment value, he took the initiative to distance himself from the relationship.

I have to say, this ancient man is really real!

The grandchildren did not speak, but Mrs. Yan continued to take care of herself: "In recent years, there have been several juniors in the family who can read. In the future, your father will be able to help them in high school and officialdom."

Daohua disagreed: "Then how long do we have to wait?"

Mrs. Yan squinted at her granddaughter: "Your father can't wait, and your eldest brother and second brother. In short, the connection between this side of the clan cannot be broken."

Daohua shrugged dispensable, and she didn't say that she would cut off the relationship with the clan.

Over the years in Yanjia Village, she can understand that the ancient clan relationship is really not ordinary, and no one will take the initiative to break away from their clan.

If you have a clan behind you, no one dares to bully them; if you don’t have a clan, you are a person without roots. When you go out, anyone can go up and trample them.

Daohua lifted the curtain of the car and looked in the direction of the village, and found that the patriarchs were still standing at the entrance of the village. She was greatly impressed. For the development of the clan, these people were also able to put down their bodies.

"Grandmother, I just found out today that the patriarch's grandfather can speak so well."

What kind of clan should have the same spirit and support each other; the ones they helped before were insignificant

The implication is that her cheap father wants to help the clan?

Mrs. Yan glanced at the sly and transparent granddaughter, then looked at the simple and honest third grandson, and shook her head: "It's just mutual benefit. There are some things that you know in your heart, and you don't need to say it."

Daohua: "I won't tell anyone else."

Yan Wentao was dumbfounded and scratched the back of his head. Why couldn't he understand what his grandmother and Daohua were saying?

"Third brother, let's sit outside and let grandma come in to accompany grandma."

"it is good!"

On the official road leading to Linyi County, a carriage was walking unhurriedly. On the carriage, an old man in his 50s was holding the carriage, and beside him sat two teenagers, one big and one small.

The big ones are honest and strong, and the small ones are soft and cute.

"Master Daohua, do you want to sing a song to cheer up the old lady?" Sun Bo smiled and looked at Daohua, who was dressed as a man next to her.

Because she had to hurry, Daohua felt that it was inconvenient to wear women's clothes, so she changed to men's clothes.

In this regard, Mrs. Yan didn't say anything. Instead, she encouraged her. She felt that Daohua was smart. Although it has been peaceful all over the world these years, she can keep a low profile when she goes out.

"Okay, third brother, let's go together."

"Row!"

The tender and crisp singing soon rang on the official road.

Stop and go, Mrs. Yan did not urge Sun Bo to hurry.

The granddaughter and the third grandson have never been out of the county seat yet, so it would be good to let them see more and gain more knowledge.

Along the way, Daohua and the others rested when they encountered an inn, and when they encountered a town, they went in for a stroll when they were interested.

However, half a month later, when they began to step into the northern boundary, there were not many such opportunities.

The further north you go, the more refugees there are on the road.

Looking at the scrawny refugees on the road, Madam Yan couldn't help sighing: "Hey, it seems that the severe drought in the north last year was quite serious."

Daohua saw that the large fields were dry and cracked, and she was not in a good mood. Along the way, she talked a lot less. She lowered her head and stared at the emerald green rice flower that looked like a green mole on her palm, wondering what she was thinking.

"Old lady, there is an inn in front of us. We will rest here tonight?" Uncle Sun asked.

Mrs. Yan lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the inn. Seeing that the inn was not bad, she nodded in agreement and got off the carriage with Daohua and Yan Wentao.

The inn is built just outside the city gate. There are many pedestrians coming and going. The road is lined with horses, carts and ox carts, which is very lively.

Daohua was very curious about everything in ancient times, and when he got off the carriage, he looked around.

"There are a lot of people here, everyone follow closely, Wen Tao, take good care of your sister." Mrs. Yan held Daohua's hand tightly, not forgetting to remind the third grandson to watch more.

Daohua was very well-behaved at this time, holding Madam Yan with one hand and Yan Wentao with the other.

In Yanjia Village, she had heard many stories of human traffickers.

In ancient times, if you were caught by human traffickers, there was almost no possibility of being caught.

When you're out and about, you can't be too careful.

"woooo~"

When she was about to enter the gate of the inn, Daohua suddenly heard a whimper and a muffled sound coming from the carriage next to her, and subconsciously looked back.

In front of a carriage that was constantly passing by, a pair of eyes filled with hope and pleading suddenly entered Daohua's line of sight.