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

"Madam, during the time you were away, the three Miss Suns came to see you."

The old butler's mouth shape indicated that the visitor had bad intentions.

"Don't worry about them, I know what's going on." She didn't even want her sons and grandchildren. She simply crossed out their names on the family tree. How could these three ungrateful people think she would care about them?

Forced into a corner, she even slashed away all three of them.

Leave a way for them in the first place, don't block it yourself.

This era is not friendly to women.

Considering that the three ungrateful women had already married and had limited influence on the Qian family, they reluctantly left their names in the family tree so that the three women would not be divorced by their husbands' families.

As for how to survive, it depends on your ability.

You have the ability to scheme against your own family, but not your husband's family. You deserve it.

The old butler is still in good health. Not only does he keep his household in order, he also reopened the wine shop.

When Ding Yi returned home, he simply threw the fifteen children to the old housekeeper and gave the others some money as rewards and holidays.

After all the hard work, you can't end up with nothing.

Many people believe that in ancient large families, everyone received monthly silver.

In fact, for the truly favored members of the tribe or capable servants, monthly silver is only a tiny part of their income.

On the contrary, those who only have monthly silver are the unpopular ones.

It's like, in some families, all the children receive two taels of silver per month, some live well, while others live in poverty.

Actually, it depends on the energy behind them.

People who receive subsidies and those who do not receive subsidies are treated differently.

People who have not experienced it may extend it to mean the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children.

The real difference between legitimate and illegitimate children is not that big, except for the gap between heirs and non-heirs. Legitimate and illegitimate children are raised the same in big families. A rich mother will subsidize them, which naturally widens the gap.

Ding Yi raised all fifteen children under Qian Yongfen's name with a wave of his hand, so naturally there was no dispute over whether they were legitimate or illegitimate.

The idea of ​​registering the child under the name of the deceased member of the Qian family was stopped by the old housekeeper and Nanny Qian.

"My lady, why don't you calculate how old you are and how old the ancestors of the Qian family are? If you calculate like this, you won't be able to figure it out."

The old housekeeper also advised: "Old lady, you can set a rule that the younger generations of the Qian family must offer incense to all the ancestors in the Qian family tree. In this way, you don't have to worry about their incense being cut off."

The goal was achieved, and Ding Yi reluctantly agreed.

"Then, let's do as you say. As soon as possible, complete the household registration for the children, then open the ancestral hall and enter the family tree."

The old butler talked about another thing.

"Madam, there is something I want to tell you. Is it appropriate for me to tell you?"

The old butler had a conflicted look on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, and his eyes somewhat evasive.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Some time ago, Qian Chengfu was beheaded after the autumn. This old slave collected his body. Now he is buried in the back mountain of the mass grave."

Ding Yi was silent for a while, then asked, "Has the monument been erected?"

The old butler shook his head: "No."

With a long sigh, more of a sigh of relief, Ding Yi slowly said: "Find some time, I'll go take a look."

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyebrows, looking extremely tired.

The old butler wisely retreated.

Ding Yi first had a good sleep, and when he woke up, there were fifteen radish heads standing in a row outside. All of them had changed into new clothes and were tidy up. Each of them had a handsome face and was as pretty as a piece of jade.

The younger you are, the faster you recover.

Seeing Ding Yi coming out, everyone followed the etiquette taught by Nanny Qian and performed the formal ceremony for the first time in the Qian family.

Fifteen radish-heads knelt down together, speaking in soft and childish voices. It was heart-warming to hear them, not to mention the prosperity of the family.

"I've met grandma. I hope she's well."

"Good boys, get up!"

Ding Yi searched Qian Yongfen's memory for a long time and finally found that Qian Yongfen was pregnant once, but the situation was tense and she accidentally had a miscarriage at five months. She gave birth to a healthy baby boy and was overjoyed. With a wave of her hand, she registered all the children under the name of the child who was not recorded.

The family tree is in her hands, so she doesn't need to discuss this little thing with anyone else.

Nanny Qian was heartbroken, thinking that Ding Yi was thinking about the past and was angered by Qian Xiuyong and his son again.

"This beast is worse than a toy. He poisoned his own grandmother and emptied his own property. What a toy. His brain must be useless."

Among the three, Nanny Qian hated Qian Chengfu the most, followed by Qian Xiuyong.

Qian Yongfen was busy struggling for survival and neglected Qian Xiuyong, which led to the estrangement between mother and son.

Later, when Qian Chengfu was born, Qian Yongfen taught him personally. The love between grandparents and grandchildren turned into a sharp blade and stabbed Qian Yongfen.

The person who was the cruelest to Qian Yongfen was the one Qian Yongfen loved the most and the one she treated the best.

After raising him for many years, he cultivated an enemy for himself.

The hatred value comes out of nowhere. Anyone would vomit three liters of blood if it were him.

Nanny Qian felt sorry for her young lady.

After struggling all his life, he drove away his children and grandchildren in his old age. In order to avoid trouble and repeat the same mistakes, he traveled thousands of miles in person and took in a group of children who were not of his own blood. He forced himself to smile and deceived himself that it was worth it.

"What the hell is going on?" Aunt Qian's heart ached. It was more painful than ever before when she was being abused.

The Qian family happily opened the ancestral hall, requested the family tree, added names, and renamed each child, with boys being named Cheng and girls being named Man.

The county government office, knowing what happened to the Qian family, Fang Wendu was extremely puzzled, unable to figure out what exactly did old lady Qian mean by what she said before she left?

"Do you want to go down in history? I have something that can help you go down in history."

Fang Wendu may disdain promotion and wealth, but that means leaving a name in history. Who among the officials doesn't want to leave a name in history?

The old lady looked so confident that she wouldn't leave him with a bad reputation.

As for deceiving him, Fang Wendu never thought about it.

The county magistrate ruins the family, and the prefect wipes out the clan.

As long as the Qian family still wants to stay in Ningzhi County and Beiming Country, they must give him an explanation for this sentence.

Recently, the Qian family has been very lively. Knowing that Ding Yi had returned with a group of children and recorded them in the Qian family tree, Qian Qiaoman and two other people, along with their husbands, children, and her husband's clansmen, came to the Qian family and made a big fuss.

In the end, Ding Yi privately showed the Qian family tree to the three of them. The names of Qian Xiuyong and Qian Chengfu had already been crossed out from the tree. Qian Qiaoman and the other two dragged their children and husbands and left sadly, not daring to make a fuss anymore.

This world is extremely harsh to those who are exiled from their clan.

Even men who have been expelled from their clan find it difficult to take even a single step.

For women, it is a calamity.

People who have been expelled from the tribe are like rootless duckweed. Not only can they not stay in the local area, but if they go to other places, traces will also be left on their household registration passes.

Taking advantage of the fact that Ding Yi still had some affection for them as grandparents and grandchildren, Qian Qiaoman and the other two gritted their teeth and dared not say a word to anyone, especially to their partner.