Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

Su Yunzhi became even more angry and completely lost his mind, "I will beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

Yun Mo was still kneeling motionless. Seeing him so crazy, he became even more angry, "She is pregnant with our child!"

"Ah!" Su Yunzhi yelled, threw him to the ground and punched him in the face.

Yun Mo got angry after being punched several times on his handsome face and raised his hand to block it.

The two of them rolled back and forth in the mud.

Yunmu lifted up the tent and looked at all this, and asked with concern, "Do we really not need to care about them like this?"

Yun Ye said calmly, "Don't worry about it. Let them solve their grudges themselves."

Sure enough, not long after, the two men, exhausted from the fight, lay on the muddy ground, with the heavy rain hitting their faces, making it impossible for them to open their eyes.

After a while, Su Yunzhi stood up shakily, "Be nice to her!"

After saying that, he staggered and disappeared in the rain.

Yun Mo stretched out his hand and waved at his departing figure.

The secret guards watched this scene in the tent and were all worried about their master.

After a moment, Yun Mo found strength from nowhere and turned over and walked to the tent where Lin Yinan was, kneeling straight.

When Zhu Jinhui saw Su Yunzhi coming back soaking wet, she was so angry that she had to ask Su Gui to find him clean clothes.

"Where have you been? You're soaked. Go change your clothes."

As she spoke, she took out a towel and was about to wipe the water off his face. Su Yunzhi turned his head away, and Zhu Jinhui immediately saw the bruises on his face.

She was horrified, "Who hit me?"

Su Yunzhi said nothing, and Zhu Jinhui began to mutter, "It's all the fault of that little bitch Lin Yinan. She has no shame and behaves so improperly at such a young age. Fortunately, the engagement was cancelled early, otherwise the Su family would have lost all face."

Seeing that his eldest son remained silent, Su Kunliang signaled Su Gui to pull Su Yunzhi away.

He held Zhu Jinhui's hand and consoled her, "The child is upset, so please say less."

Su Yunzhi let Su Gui pull him to change clothes like a puppet.

Su Yunru shrugged, "With our family background, we can find any kind of noble lady when we get to the South."

The old couple did not comment on their daughter's decision. After the cancellation of the engagement, they planned to go to the south to make plans for their children's marriage.

When Lin Yuanzhi went back and told the story, the clan leader thought he was hallucinating and asked him to repeat it again.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken? Is that child definitely from the Yun family?"

Lin Yuanzhi thought of Lin Yiheng's solemn expression, "How could that be possible? The Third Young Master of the Yun Family is still kneeling outside the tent."

The patriarch walked back and forth in the tent, rubbing his hands, muttering to himself.

"I can't believe it. I can't believe that Anan played such a big game without saying a word."

Lin Yongzhi didn't understand what his brother and grandfather said, but he heard Lin Yinan's name.

He said in a baby voice, "Sister Anan doesn't know how to play chess. She likes me, Yi'an and Changqing the most."

The clan leader thought he was in the way and waved his hand at him, "Go, go, stay aside."

He quickly picked up the raincoat and put it on, but Lin Yuanzhi quickly stopped him.

"Grandpa, it's getting dark soon, where are you going?"

"I have to go check it out so they don't miss the opportunity."

Lin Yuanzhi was puzzled, "What opportunity?"

The clan leader chuckled and said, "Become relatives with the Yun family."

Uncle Lin Shuo and his nephew had just changed their clothes when the clan leader arrived.

There was a fire burning in the tent, with thick smoke billowing out. There was wet firewood on top. The chief was choked by the smoke when he stepped into the tent and almost coughed out his lungs.

Mrs. Zhao looked up at him and asked, "Why are you here at this time?"

The tribe leader took off his raincoat and put it on the stick beside him. "Come and see, how is Anan?"

"He hasn't woken up yet. He's being taken care of at the Yun family." Old Mrs. Zhao didn't even raise her eyelids. She was poking the fire with a stick, her face full of worry.

"Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me?"

The chieftain squatted down beside the fire.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at him and said, "We just found out about this."

The clan leader's face was covered with wrinkles. He frowned and asked, "How are you going to deal with this?"

"The Yun family didn't say they didn't recognize him. As long as An Nan wakes up and nods."

The clan leader stood up and paced back and forth anxiously, "You are confused! If she had agreed, why would she have kept it a secret until now?"

Old Mrs. Zhao turned her face away. This damn girl was becoming more and more daring, and she had no idea what to do.

Her gaze rested on Li Shulan, whose eyes were red, and Mrs. Zhao sighed, "She is useless and only knows how to cry."

Finally, she turned her gaze to Lin Yiheng, whom she had always been proud of.

"Brother Heng, you have read a lot and have seen a lot of the world. What do you think we should do?"

Lin Yiheng pondered for a while and said, "This marriage must be concluded. I will try to persuade An Nan when she wakes up."

The clan leader looked up at him with a stern gaze, "When will it be tied?"

"Now I'm on the road, with nothing to lose, but at least I've got the stability of the South."

Lin Yiheng believes that marriage must follow marriage rules and etiquette cannot be omitted.

The clan leader choked, "By the time, the daylily will be cold!"

Lin Yiheng was stunned when he heard this. He bowed and humbly asked the clan leader for advice, "Please give me some advice, Grandpa!"

"The Yun family is a noble family in the South. The third son of the Yun family is a handsome man with outstanding looks. He has 500 secret guards under him. If he goes to the South, the Yun family will find him a girl from a noble family. An Nan has a child and has no support from her family. What can she do?"

"Besides, it is still unknown what will happen to the Lin family in the future once we go to the South." The patriarch sighed.

Lin Yiheng's face froze when he heard this. "Grandpa, what do you think we should do?"

The clan leader stroked his graying mustache and said, "When Anan wakes up, you should try to persuade her. If she agrees, we can sign the marriage certificate first so that Anan can have a status. As for the etiquette, it won't be too late to make up for it when we get to the Southland in the future."

After hearing what he said, Mrs. Zhao felt even more uneasy. "Yes! Let's settle the status first, so that the villagers won't gossip about it."

As a scholar, Lin Yiheng thought long-term. "This way, the Yun family can also come to the Southland to look after us because of our in-law relationship."

The clan leader looked satisfied that the boy was teachable.

"Talk to An Nan about the pros and cons. I believe she will understand."

Lin Yinan was awakened by hunger. It was already completely dark when she woke up. Her forehead was throbbing with pain. She raised her hand to rub her forehead and saw that her clothes had been changed.

She turned around and looked around. The tent was so big that it didn't look like their home.

I remembered the figure who rushed over and hugged me before I fell into a coma.

This should be the Yun family’s tent. She propped herself up and sat up.

Yunmu soon noticed that she was awake, and hurried over, looking at her lovingly, "Anan, you're awake, are you hungry? I'll bring you food."