The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

Seeing blood in the mourning hall, everyone felt it was unlucky.

After a while, Dong Zhu was carried out by the servants of the Zhao family.

After all this incident, the good news is that the uncles from Yaohe suddenly stopped caring about the "mourning clothes" that Zhao Mianmian was wearing.

The bad news was that Zhao Mianmian had no one around her, so they all put on flattering expressions and began to deceive the only heir of the Zhao family.

"My niece, I'm not trying to embarrass a girl like you. In Tianying, having an heir is a very important matter. Our Zhao family can be poor and lose, but the incense can never be cut off."

"So you should agree to this adoption."

"That's right, little girl Mian. Uncle Jiu is the head of the clan and he won't harm you. While everyone is here, you can nod and agree to this matter. The uncles will pick a smart one for you in the clan. In the future, you will have a backer, and the old ancestor will rest in peace in his grave."

[Pah, he is the "leader" of the tribe. I think he is just a "retard of the tribe". Isn't it obvious that he treats the anchor as a fool? ]

[Oh, I'm getting so anxious, host, please refuse! ]

[It's difficult. If I reject her this time, there will be another time. The host's family doesn't have a male child. She will definitely bring this up again and again in the future.]

[Then what do you say we should do? This won’t work, and that won’t work either.]

In her ears was the chattering of men in a room, in front of her was the chattering of four hundred audience members. In reality, Zhao Mianmian pouted her lips, and her big black grape-like eyes showed confusion again and again.

The Zhao family members from Yaohe saw that she didn't say anything, and her chubby face was blank without any expression. They looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Zhao Jiu and his friends didn't know much about Zhao Mianmian.

Even before today, they had no chance to meet the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, let alone deal with her.

I originally thought that Zhao Mianmian was also raised by the old lady, so she must have some outstanding qualities.

But when I saw him today, I felt relieved.

After all, she is just a three-year-old kid. It’s good enough that she didn’t cry when faced with such a big thing. How could she come up with any ideas? ?

Zhao Jiu and several uncles from Yaohe smiled knowingly at each other, thinking that as long as they took advantage of the chaos to settle the adoption today, the family property left by the old lady would be inaccessible.

As he thought about it, he narrowed his eyes and knocked his pipe on the edge of the altar.

When Zhao Jiu knocked, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

Before he could speak, four or five children of different ages were brought out and stood in a line in front of Zhao Mianmian.

Without exception, all of them have handles.

The boys were of different heights, weights and bodies, all with wolf-like gleams in their eyes. When they were brought in front of Zhao Mianmian, they knelt down in front of their ancestor's coffin without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Ge Hai's heart sank.

He has lived for most of his life and has seen everything.

At the moment, Zhao Jiu is clearly taking advantage of the fact that Sister Mian is still young and cannot come up with any ideas, and wants to cut the Gordian knot and settle the adoption matter before the eldest and second masters arrive!

But this adoption involves a large amount of family property left by our ancestors, so how can these people just say whatever they want? !

Ge Hai frowned and looked towards the gate. Seeing the servant standing at the gate shaking his head helplessly, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward to stand in front of Zhao Mianmian.

"Uncle Jiu, you are also a respected elder in Yaohe. It's a bit against the rules to do this!"

"Adoption is such a big deal. Not to mention that the young lady hasn't agreed yet, even if she agrees, there are still rules to follow, such as opening a ancestral temple, establishing a book, and inheriting the family. How can it be decided in such a short time?"

Ge Hai spoke righteously and sternly, and his words were well thought out, so Zhao Jiu couldn't find any fault with them.

But since Zhao Jiu mentioned the adoption, he must have made all the preparations.

He just winked at someone next to him, and that person took half a step forward and continued what Steward Ge said without missing a single word.

"Old Ge, we are not the ones who are anxious. We are also thinking about the dignity of our ancestors!"

"Think about it, this rule is a big one, but we can't just follow the rules and leave our ancestors here without a funeral!"

"Besides, succession is a major matter for the Zhao family, and it's not something you, an outsider, can interfere with!"

The person who answered the conversation was not very old. He pulled the person aside with a playful smile, causing Butler Ge to lose his balance and stagger and fall onto a stool beside him.

"You...you guys!!"

Steward Ge never expected that these people would dare to act like scoundrels in front of the ancestor, and he was extremely angry.

But he couldn't win the argument, and he couldn't beat them either, so he could only watch as this group of people continued to deceive Zhao Mianmian.

"Don't be afraid, Mian girl. These are all good children that the uncles picked from the clan."

"Choose someone you like and let him live in your home in the future to take care of you for the ancestors, okay?"

"Look, this is your third uncle's. He is well educated and may pass the imperial examination and bring honor to your family."

"This is your fourth cousin's. Don't be fooled by his tall and strong figure. He can catch crickets, make kites, and even make sugar figurines."

"And this is..."

[Bah, to describe eating out a family's entire family as bringing honor to the family is really shameless. ]

[Ah, can't the host choose one? Why do all of them look like they have no relatives? If they are really adopted, I'm afraid the host won't be able to control them with his fate. ]

[Fuck, this is so vicious, they are not going to take the host's property, they are going to take the host's life!!]

"Mian girl, take a look, which one do you like?"

After the man from Yaohe said this, the front hall of the Zhao family fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the little girl in front of them who was not even as tall as a person's thigh.

Zhao Mianmian blinked to relieve the soreness in her eyes.

He snorted twice and blew out a huge snot bubble.

Finally, amid the anticipation of everyone in the room, a soft, tender voice slowly emerged: "Ah, it's so big!"

People from Yaohe: ???

Barrage:【? ? ? 】

[Hmm? Is the "big" the anchor said the same as the "big" I understood? ]

[Ahem, I think I was thinking in the wrong direction...]

[Wow, this is the first time I hear the host speak. I love his voice.]

[No, no, host, why is your focus so strange? ]

Zhao Mianmian saw the complaints from the barrage and twitched the corners of her mouth speechlessly.

She just said that these adopted children were a little older, what did this group of spectators think of? ?

"It's better to be older. When you are older, you can take care of yourself. With one more person at home, no one will bully you!"

Things had come to this point, and the uncles from Yao He would not let Zhao Mianmian back down. They pulled up the boys who were kneeling in front of the ancestor's coffin, and lined up in front of Zhao Mianmian one by one.

"Come on, come on, tell Master Jiu whoever you like, and Master Jiu will let him stay tonight to keep vigil for you... er, ahem... the old ancestor."

Except for Ge Hai and Fang's mother who was anxiously waiting outside the door, everyone in the room had a smile on their face, waiting for the eldest daughter of the Zhao family to make a choice.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mianmian blinked twice, then took a step with her short legs and rushed to the side hall. Finally, she used all her strength to drag over a stool with a backrest that was almost as tall as her.

Amid the anticipation of everyone in the room, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family climbed up onto the stool using her hands and feet, then moved her buttocks and sat down steadily.

She even adjusted her mourning clothes herself to make herself look dignified and serious.

After finishing all the tasks, Zhao Mianmian raised her hand, stretched out her pink and tender fingers, pointed at Zhao Xiaowu in front of her, and said:

"Okay, it's you."

The uncles from Yaohe looked very proud. Zhao Xiaowu, who was pointed at by Zhao Mianmian, looked ecstatic. The onlookers sent out a series of [???].

Only the three-year-old girl on the stool took a deep breath, stared, and imitated the adults' tone:

"What are you standing there for? Isn't this an adopted child?"

"Come here quickly!"

"Kneel down."

"Call me~"