Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

As time goes by, people become more cunning. Wei Sanshan is not unaware of what other people are doing, but since it does not involve his family’s interests, he does not want to get involved.

Now, the Wei family has made it clear that they don’t want to get involved and want revenge.

Life suddenly became difficult for the Wei clan members.

Zhang Dafang was still frightened by the tragic deaths of the six people and dared not deal with the Wei family openly again.

After years of struggling in the lower class, he knows the truth that "when a common man gets angry, blood splatters five steps away". The Wei family is brave, and if they are pushed too hard, they will be the ones to suffer.

The Wei clan members were not among them and could not endure it after just one day.

They all put forward the oldest Wei Sanshan as lobbyist.

Wei Sanshan is more than ten years older than General Wei, and it can be said that he has watched General Wei grow up. At this moment, facing Wei Da and all the people of the Wei family who have gathered around him, he feels a belated sense of despair.

When he chose to stand idly by, the outcome was already decided.

When the Wei clan members united with others to isolate the Wei family, the Wei family was no longer as friendly to them as before.

Yesterday's cause, today's effect.

"People's hearts are scattered and ungrateful!"

Wei Sanshan said nothing more, and his spirit and energy suddenly became weak. He was supported by his descendants and left tremblingly.

Wei Da's eyes flashed with pity, but he did not call him.

It's not that he can't see it, he just doesn't want to believe it.

Last night, his uncle's family shattered his kindness with facts.

He cannot be merciful, his intolerance will be like a sharp knife stabbing the Wei family.

Looking at the rows of radish heads behind him, Wei Da forced himself to harden his heart.

After Wei Sanshan returned, he just shook his head when asked by others.

"Why? Why don't they care about us? The Wei clan members were exiled because of his family's involvement."

"Why?" Wei Sanshan was angry. "Just because you have enjoyed the benefits of the Wei family for decades, you have no right to ask why."

Dusk darkened on Wei Sanshan's face.

"Why? I want to ask why too. Why can you be so ungrateful and others just let go? If you had given a little care to those children, they would not have given up on you. Just wish you the best!"

After saying the last few words, Wei Sanshan closed his eyes, regret overwhelmed him.

He knew what Wei Tangbo's family had done, but he thought that by offering a little girl, he could give his relatives some capital to negotiate with the police and make their journey easier, so why not do it?

The Wei family didn't think so. It was easy to offer a woman, but what was difficult was that once things started, there was no room for turning around.

Today is one, what about tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?

Can you save your life by giving it away?

Those are their sisters’ wives. Once the Wei family loses their bloodiness, will they still be the Wei family?

In the previous life, when the Wei family learned of Wei Ruoshuang's death, their pent-up anger was ignited at once, and most of them were killed by the officers who were well-rested and waiting for them.

The rest were targeted and killed one by one during the journey of more than a thousand kilometers, and in the end only the eight-year-old boy Wei Yucheng was left.

Those who killed them were not only the officials, but also the interests of the princes in the capital and the betrayal of the Wei clan members.

Among them, the betrayal of the Wei clan members was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He thought that he could survive by targeting the Wei family, but he didn't know that the gentlemen just wanted them to love and kill each other.

Kill with a borrowed knife.

This knife is doomed to failure.

The Wei clan members forgot that without the Wei family, there would be no them.

The tiny bit of benefit in front of them blinds their eyes and makes them make the wrong choice.

In response to the indifference of the Wei family, Ding Yi nodded secretly.

People’s kindness must have an edge.

The Wei family owes nothing to anyone.

Instead, those noble lords who claim to be noble and the relatives who suck blood from the Wei family are the debtors.

I examine my body three times a day.

Ding Yi would give the Wei family some encouragement every day, subtly changing their inherent thinking.

Among them, the children of the Wei family grew up very fast.

They are not like older children whose behavior is already fixed, and it takes time to change.

"Big sister, I have learned this."

"I learned it too."

Before going to bed, Ding Yi carried out ideological work as usual. A group of idiots listened attentively. In order to get Ding Yi's praise and not to be surpassed by others, each of them strived to be the first.

Ding Yi was happy to see it succeed.

The faces of the officers headed by Zhang Dafang became darker day by day.

One night, Zhang Dafang was sleeping in the tent when someone sneaked in quietly. Without saying a word, he started beating Zhang Dafang up, leaving him with no power to fight back.

The next day, Zhang Dafang, with an intact face, asked other officers if they had noticed anything unusual during the night.

The officers collectively shook their heads.

If the pain in his body hadn't reminded Zhang Dafang, he would have thought it was just a dream.

Then the second night, the third night...

Every night, as soon as he fell asleep, he would be beaten.

Zhang Dafang didn't dare to sleep anymore and just stayed up all night.

It's useless to keep watch. He will still be beaten when he deserves to be beaten. The key is that the people who were keeping watch with him didn't react at all.

God and ghosts in heaven, at that moment, Zhang Dafang thought a lot.

As if it weren't raining, the number of prisoners and guards decreased along the way.

Zhang Dafang summed up the pattern: whenever they wanted to target the Wei family, there would definitely be officers who would die on that day for various reasons.

I was panic-stricken and unable to fight back.

Zhang Dafang didn't dare to do anything small anymore and felt endless worry about his future.

An invisible hand grasped the neck of his fate, making it difficult for him to breathe.

From the moment he accepted the order, his fate was no longer at his mercy.

Ding Yi concealed his ambitions for fame and fortune and devoted himself to teaching the children of the Wei family.

Wei Sanshan died half a month after he had been looking for Wei Da. After he fell asleep at night, he never got up again.

At an age of over sixty, it would be considered a happy funeral in other places.

But it’s not like that here. The road of exile is only about sorrow, no joy.

Wei Da took his brothers and sisters to see the old man off for the last time, and Zhang Dafang did not urge them.

With a gloomy face, he rode on his horse, scanning all the people in the Wei family, trying to find clues from them.

When General Wei was still alive, Wei Sanshan was considered an elder who was fair in his dealings, and he was also the oldest person in the Wei family.

This elder experienced two sudden changes in his life. The last time, he kept his heart, this time, he let things take their course.

Wei Sanshan's family wanted to take his ashes away, so Wei Da went to negotiate and the officers gave them half a day.

Such a big person was finally put into a small earthenware jar and taken away.

Whether or not I can return to my hometown, as the leaves fall and the roots return to their roots, is still an unknown.

More than a thousand kilometers, which is indeed a long distance, but it also took them more than a month to complete the journey.

It took the Wei family two and a half months to go from exile, walk out of the capital gate, settle down in Louzhou, and become military households.

The exiled people had two choices when they arrived in Louzhou: one was to become a self-cultivating farmer, and the other was to become a military household who had been soldiers for generations.