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

On the other side, Ding Yi was lying on the soft blanket in the carriage. With his old arms and legs, he actually didn't feel that uncomfortable.

Looking at the group of people around her, Nanny Qian's face was full of fatigue. Even the boys, who were young and strong, looked tired after traveling for two days in a row.

Ding Yi didn't want to do anything out of the ordinary, so he grabbed Nanny Qian, and the two of them half-lay down and talked in private.

"Cui Lan, thanks to you guys, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to make it."

Cuilan, Aunt Qian's name, has not been mentioned for many years.

Mentioning it now, it seems as if we are back to that war-torn era when they relied on each other.

"Miss..." Madam Qian choked up, "You saved my life. Without you, I would have been sent to an unknown place or eaten as food. I will never betray you."

In that era, exchanging one's own children for food and selling sons and daughters became the main theme of the era.

Only those who have experienced that era will know how terrible it was and will express the sentiment that "I would rather be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times".

Ding Yi was going to the northern border. Nanny Qian understood and the old housekeeper also understood.

That's why there was no obstruction.

"Cui Lan, don't cry. You have to help me raise the children in the future. If you cry, the children will laugh at you." Ding Yi teased with a smile and stuffed a plain white handkerchief into Nanny Qian's hand.

Children? Aunt Qian grabbed her handkerchief, a little confused.

This means there are more than one or two.

"Miss, you have a plan for the trip to the North. Can you tell me about it so that I can learn more?"

Ding Yi smiled and shook his head, and Nanny Qian's face was visibly filled with disappointment.

"You, we are master and servant, and have been together for many years. There is no need to be so restrained." Ding Yi sat up and changed his posture. Through the carriage window, the scenery outside the window flashed by, just like the passing of time, the fleeting time, and the years making people grow old.

Ding Yi's voice unconsciously became a little ethereal, as if it would fly away with the wind at any time.

"After experiencing several cases of unfilial descendants, I was also sad. Being stabbed in the back by children when I am old is not a good thing. I thought, why not just let it go. But Cuilan, I am unwilling to give up. During the war, I did not give up. My family tried our best to find a way out. This is the case for me, and the Qian family is also like this. The price is the lives of our branch."

"Why? The Qian family has suffered so much to get to where they are today, but now they have to give up everything to others. I can't raise them well, so I will go to a distant place, bring back eight or ten children, and train them carefully, so that they can inherit the Qian family's incense."

Ding Yi reached out and closed the car window, blocking out the view outside.

"The only place I can think of is the North. The North has been in constant war. There are many orphans in the orphanage there. When the time comes, we can carefully select eight or ten children with clear eyes and gentle personalities. Age doesn't matter. We will raise them together. The Qian family's ancestors will also be worshipped by their descendants in the underworld."

Upon hearing this, Nanny Qian burst into tears.

She didn't ask why they had to go so far away when there was also a orphanage in Ningzhi County.

There is no war in Ningzhi County, and the imperial court collects one-thirty tax. If a child is abandoned, either his parents have problems, or he himself has problems.

The Qian family can show their love, but they cannot gamble their entire fortune.

If the distance is too close, there will be countless troubles.

Her young lady was deeply heartbroken by that group of people.

"Miss, why are our lives so miserable?" Nanny Qian felt so aggrieved that she burst into tears, for her young lady and for themselves.

The old people from that time who are still alive include Qian Yongfen/Ding Yi, Butler Qian, and Nanny Qian.

Old housekeeper Qian had a son who died in middle age, leaving behind a grandson who died of an acute illness.

Nanny Qian had no children. She had been married before, but her husband got drunk and became violent, beating the baby out of her belly with his fists.

If Qian Yongfen had not arrived in time, Nanny Qian would have died with the child.

With the help of the Qian family, Nanny Qian divorced her husband, returned to the Qian family, and became a managing nanny.

"Miss, I will always be with you."

"Ok, I know."

After the master and servant had a heart-to-heart talk, Ding Yi took a nap and when he woke up, he was already lying on the bed in the inn.

The night breeze blows through the gaps in the doors and windows, bringing coolness.

It is late at night, and the summer cicadas are chirping, forming the music of life.

Without disturbing others, Ding Yi touched his stomach, got up, poured a cup of herbal tea, and drank it in one gulp.

Walk to the window, open the door a little, and the summer songs become clearer.

Ding Yi didn't want to sleep anymore, so she stayed up until dawn.

When Nanny Qian woke up, she found Ding Yi was not in the room. She became anxious, opened the door, and hurried to look for him. She found Ding Yi was in the lobby downstairs, drinking white porridge elegantly.

Nanny Qian walked down and found that there were a few side dishes on the table.

"Wake up, sit down quickly, it's just right to finish eating. I asked the escort agent of the escort agency, and he said we can reach Zhangyang County today."

Ding Yi greeted her warmly, as usual, and did not treat Nanny Qian as an outsider.

Aunt Qian was not polite either. She and Qian Yongfen had eaten at the same table more than once or twice, and they were already used to it.

There were no outsiders present who required attention, so Nanny Qian sat down naturally and asked the waiter for a bowl of porridge.

"Okay, please wait a moment." It was almost dawn, and people who were going out had taken care of themselves and were ready to set off after having breakfast.

The lobby of the inn gradually became bustling.

In the evening, the gate of Zhangyang County suddenly appeared before our eyes.

After the caravan had paid taxes, Ding Yi and his party showed their passes and were allowed to enter.

After parting ways with the escort agency, the group went to find a place to stay.

Ding Yi instructed his attendant He Jian: "Tomorrow, go and find out from the merchant caravan when the boat to Liangjing Ferry will be available."

As she spoke, Nanny Qian gave the steward a hundred taels of silver and asked him to gather information and buy what he needed on the road.

He Jian took the banknote, bowed and left.

The best way to go from Zhangyang County to the northern border is by water, directly to Liangjing. From Liangjing, it will take another ten days to reach your destination, the northern border.

"Miss, why don't you take a rest?" Nanny Qian advised. After the incident at the Qian family, Nanny Qian's way of addressing her changed from old lady to young lady.

"it is good!"

He Jian got the news quickly and before noon, he hurried back, looking a little uneasy.

"Manager He, what happened?" Ding Yi and Nanny Qian were planning to go for a stroll in Zhangyang County.

He Jian's forehead was covered with sweat, and he didn't bother to wipe it off. He said, "Old lady, the ship to Liangjing will leave tomorrow morning."

"So rushed!" Nanny Qian exclaimed. They planned to take a short rest in Zhangyang County and also buy daily necessities. They were afraid they would not be able to make it in time tomorrow morning.

"When is the next trip?" Ding Yi frowned. It was indeed too rushed, and she was bringing so many people with her.

"One month later." Manager He paused, looking a little more embarrassed, "I have bought a boat ticket."

"..." Nanny Qian was no longer able to say anything to blame. Between one month and tomorrow, for a group of people like them who had to race against time, tomorrow was of course better.

but……