Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

After the family had breakfast, they left Mrs. Zhang, Uncle Yan, and two six-year-old girls from the second room at home to look after the house.

I took my tools and a backpack and went out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the village chief and a group of people walking towards the Yan family.

The Yan family is right at the foot of Changyun Mountain.

"Lao Yan, are you ready? Let's go." The village chief took the lead and walked in front.

There are also people from the Yan family's side branches in the team.

An old man with silver hair, carrying a cracked backpack, walked towards Grandpa Yan.

He bowed and saluted: "Patriarch, each of our families has sent one person."

Even though the old man’s hair is all white, he is not older than Grandpa Yan.

But when the accident happened, none of his three sons came back.

The old man's hair turned white overnight and his back became bent.

Medical facilities in ancient times were very backward, especially for emergencies and trauma. Just a slight infection of the wound could cost a young adult his life!

Last year, I heard that the grandson of the Liu family choked on fried beans and died before he even got to the county. He couldn’t be saved…

I wasn't at home at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have...

When the old man saw Yan Nansheng following the clan leader, he thought for a moment and asked the people around him to help go back and call the children at home.

The young master of the legitimate branch of the family was only five years old and he also followed them up the mountain. The youngest of his own girls and boys was older than the young master, so there was no reason why they could not follow him up the mountain.

When everyone was gathered, the Yan family followed the team and headed towards Changyun Mountain.

The old lady glanced at Yan Nansheng several times along the way, and she was almost going crazy.

"Fifth Grandpa, you've been looking at me. Do you have anything to say to me?"

Yan Nansheng's little face, raised up, looked crystal clear under the reflection of the morning sun.

She suddenly asked, which startled the old man, and then he waved his hands.

"No, no, no, I don't have...no words..."

Seeing that Fifth Grandpa was a little embarrassed, Yan Nansheng decided not to tease him anymore, after all, he was his elder.

The old man is the fifth child in the family, and everyone in the village calls him Yan Wu.

He followed the clan leader with his head down, recalling the chubby face of the young master of the direct branch, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He looked back at the timid children following behind him, then looked at Yan Nansheng and several other young ladies from the legitimate family who were walking upright in front of him with their heads held high.

Yan Wu made a decision in his heart that he would let his children have more contact with the young masters and young ladies of the legitimate branch of the family in the future.

If nothing else, the aristocratic demeanor of the young masters and young ladies still remains.

During the years that the several branch families have been struggling in such a difficult place, the rules and etiquette have long been worn away by life.

If this continues, by the time I am gone a hundred years later, the Yan family's branch will be completely buried.

It's good to have a few boys and girls at home, we have to earn a future for them...

Qinghe Village and several surrounding villages were villages that received exiled criminals and turned them into good citizens.

Before being pardoned, the exiles lived in the valley east of Qinghe Village. Sometimes when there was a big event in Qinghe Village, they would send someone to greet them.

Whenever exiled prisoners were pardoned and became good citizens, they would be added to the surrounding villages.

These villages are closest to the border and were the first to be hit by the war, becoming victims of the war.

Therefore, there are very few local villagers here, and every village chief is elected from among the local villagers.

Fortunately, the current village chief is a good person and he is responsible.

"We will disperse and dig wild vegetables and collect dry firewood in a while. We must not go deep into the mountains!"

"If someone refuses to listen and insists on rushing to his death, I won't stop him. But if something happens, he can only blame himself for his bad luck."

"Okay, gather here before sunset."

"Old Yan, you have a large family and are weak, so don't go far. You need to take good care of the Yan family."

After giving his instructions, the village chief took his three sons and left with bows and arrows and backpacks.

The village chief's family was the only hunter in the village. When they took the young and middle-aged men in the village to the mountains to hunt, they were unlucky and encountered big insects and black bears.

That day, Changyun Mountain was flooded with blood and wailing was everywhere. The Yan family suffered the heaviest casualties, and only Second Uncle Yan came back alive...

Most of the young and middle-aged people from the side branches also died there.

From then on, the Yan family gradually returned to peace and kept a low profile.

But Yan Nansheng, who knew the plot, knew that it was not an accident!

She looked up at the top of the mountain, the corners of her mouth curled up, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

I couldn’t do many things in the past few years because I was too young, but it’s never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

But I, Yan Nansheng, am not a gentleman!

As the head of the Yan family, Mr. Yan brings all the Yan family members together.

"Everyone, don't be too far away. It's best to be in a position where everyone can hear you when you greet me."

In recent years, Mr. Yan has focused his main attention on Yan Nansheng and has not seen anyone from the side branches for a long time.

Because of Yan Nansheng, the food at home has become much better than before, so the family members have been looking rosy-cheeked and healthier in recent years.

However, he was used to seeing his own family members. When he suddenly saw that the adults and children from the side branches were all pale and thin and listless, he realized that he had failed in his duty as the head of the Yan family.

Old Master Yan sighed in his heart.

Yan Nansheng noticed his grandfather's expression and understood his mood at the moment.

In the future, you should pay more attention to the side branches. Since ancient times, large families have emphasized sharing honor and disgrace. A family can only prosper if there are many people in the family.

Thinking of what the heroine did to the Yan family in the original book, Yan Nansheng became more determined to seize the time to train the Yan family.

Only if you have the power to protect yourself, can you do whatever you want and be a happy parasite in this ancient time.

Where does the rise begin?

Looking at this group of obedient little kids in front of me.

Yan Nansheng smiled and said, let’s start from the children.

Among the group of idiots, there was one who was almost as tall as Yan Nansheng and had been secretly looking at Yan Nansheng.

It turns out that this is the young master of the direct lineage. I heard that he has been weak since childhood, so he seldom goes out.

He looks white and plump, so he must have eaten meat, right?

What does meat taste like? My elder sister said that meat is not tasty at all, it smells foul.

But Erhuzi from Grandpa Zhang's family next door said that meat is the most delicious thing in the world.

Who is right? Oh my... I am so annoyed...

Yan Nansheng, who has psychic powers, had long noticed that this carrot head had an expression as if he had eaten shit.

He's really a carrot head, so thin that only his head is left.

Seeing that everyone was busy according to the division of labor, Yan Nansheng stepped forward and rummaged through the small cloth bag, and took out a piece of preserved fruit.

"Here, this preserved fruit is sour and sweet, try it."

The big-headed carrot head stared at Yan Nansheng with his big eyes, with confusion in his eyes.

Looking around, I found that my brothers and sisters were squatting on the ground and digging wild vegetables.

Only then did he confirm that the young master seemed to be talking to him.

The little face was a little flustered for a moment, and the grandfather said that he had to pay attention to the rules when talking to the young master.

"What are fruits and preserved fruits?"

"Is it meat?"