After being divorced, I took care of my two children and reached the peak of my life

Chapter 3 Leaving the Fan Family

Everyone in Zhushan Village knew that Fan's mother was a savage and unreasonable person. In the past, when people saw her torturing the original owner, some people couldn't stand it and would step forward to comfort her.

But every time this happened, Fan's mother would curse that person as well, and sometimes she would even chase him home to curse him. Over time, even though everyone felt sorry for the original owner, they would only sympathize with him in their hearts and dared not approach him again.

Today, seeing that the third mother was really pitiful and fearing that someone might really get killed, someone secretly went to find the village chief.

After Han Yiyi felt dizzy for a while, she bent down to pick up the divorce letter on the ground, and then turned her eyes to the letter of severance in Fan Ting's hand.

Just as he was about to go over to take it, he saw Daya beside him running over quickly, snatching the letter of severance from Fan Ting's hand, and then running back quickly. Then she stuffed the letter of severance into Han Yiyi's hand, and a smile flashed across her little face.

Several people were shocked by Daya's behavior, and Fan Ting's face showed anger, but then he turned his eyes and said to the village chief.

"Village chief, you have seen it too. It's not me who wants to break off the relationship with them, but this pair of ungrateful little bastards who want to break off the relationship with me and refuse to acknowledge me as their father. As for Fan, I just brought a woman back, and they quarreled with me. All my court officials have three wives and four concubines, but she is so unreasonable. She has committed jealousy, one of the seven grounds for divorce. It is reasonable and legal for me to divorce her. It is reasonable and legal, and it will naturally not affect my reputation. What do you think, village chief..."

After hearing what the scumbag said, Han Yiyi wanted to applaud him. Such eloquence was worthy of a scholar. However, this was just as she wished, so she did not refute it. However, after hearing what Fan Ting said, the village chief frowned deeply.

Things like having three wives and four concubines, and seven divorces, these are all things that happen in wealthy families.

None of these farmers would consider these things. It was good enough to be able to marry a wife for the whole family. However, today's matter was, to put it bluntly, the Fan family's own business, and as the village chief, he could only offer consolation.

The village chief saw that Han Yiyi also had a determined look on his face. Of course, he also knew what kind of life the original owner had lived in the Fan family. Perhaps leaving was not a bad thing. At most, as the village chief, he could help out more in the future where he could be busy, so he opened his mouth and asked.

"Girl from the Han family, have you thought it through..."

According to the original owner's memory, Han Yiyi knew that the village chief's surname was Chen, so he replied.

"Uncle Chen, I've thought about it. I'd also like to ask you and all the aunts and grandmothers to be witnesses for the three of us today. From today onwards, whether we live or die, it will have nothing to do with the Fan family..."

Listening to Han Yiyi's words, the village chief looked at the smug mother and son of the Fan family, sighed lightly, and said no more.

Aunt Zhang, who was standing next to her, saw that Han Yiyi still had a wound on her head and was holding two babies in her hands, so she spoke with concern.

"Han girl, you still have a wound on your head. Why don't you stay at my house for a few days first? Once your head wound is better, we can make plans..."

In Daning State, there were only two options for women who were divorced and had children. One was to move their household registration back to their parents' home, and the other was to settle down on their own. However, to do so, they had to obtain the consent of the village chief.

After reading the original owner's memories, Han Yiyi learned that her family also had a troublesome sister-in-law, so Han Yiyi decided to stay in Zhushan Village for the time being.

Han Yiyi knew that Aunt Zhang meant well, but she also knew that Aunt Zhang's house only had three thatched huts, where she and her four children lived. If the three of them moved in, there might not even be room to stand, so she spoke up.

"Thank you, auntie, I'm fine...", then turned to look at the village chief and asked.

"Uncle Chen, are there any vacant houses in the village? We won't live there for free. I'll just rent one from the village..."

According to the original owner's memory, there were two empty thatched houses at the innermost part of the village, near the foot of the mountain, so she asked. Since there were many people watching the fun outside, Han Yiyi didn't want to make things difficult for the village chief, so she said that she rented them.

The thatched cottage used to belong to Old Man Song in the village. Old Man Song had no children, and after he passed away, the house became empty. Everyone in the village had their own house, and since the house was dilapidated and located at the foot of the mountain, no one wanted to live there.

Hearing Han Yiyi's question, the village chief replied.

"There is a place at the foot of the mountain. It used to be Old Man Song's house, but no one has lived there for a long time. I think the thatch on the roof has rotted away. But if you really want to live there, I will ask your brother Zhuzi to bring the thatch and repair it for you. As for the rent, you can pay five cents a month to the village..."

Han Yiyi knew that the five cents was already a great consideration for her. Although Uncle Chen was the village chief, the house was not his alone after all. If he did not accept it at all, she was worried that the villagers would have opinions after a long time, so she hurriedly opened her mouth to thank him.

"Thank you, Uncle Chen..."

Han Yiyi carefully put the two pieces of paper into his sleeves and went back to the house to pack the clothes of the three of them. Looking at the package in his hand, he found that the three of them only had four or five sets of clothes in total, and they were all patched up.

Looking at the clothes of Mrs. Fan and Fan Ting, although they were not new, at least they had no patches. Han Yiyi couldn't help but sigh, what kind of life are these three women leading here...

When Han Yiyi was packing her clothes, Mrs. Fan followed her all the time, fearing that Han Yiyi would take any extra needle and thread from their family.

Watching the three people leave the yard, Old Lady Fan actually spat in the direction they left.

"Bah! The unlucky thing is finally gone..." After cursing, he hurried forward and closed the fence door tightly.

Then he turned around and, with a flattering look on his face, he walked forward, took the hand of the woman next to Fan Ting and led her into the house, saying as he walked:

"Cuihua, come into the house and have some rest. It's hot outside, don't get sunburned. You must be thirsty, sit down quickly, I'll pour you some tea to quench your thirst..."

But when Fan's mother spoke, her eyes never left the golden hairpin on Ye Cuihua's head.

Relying on the original owner's memory, Han Yiyi led the two children to the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the thatched hut in front of him, Han Yiyi was really upset.

Suddenly, she regretted her impulsiveness. Perhaps she shouldn't have brought both babies out together. At the Fan family, at least the two babies wouldn't have to worry about being exposed to the sun and rain...

Most of the thatch on the roofs of the two houses before me had already fallen away, probably because they hadn't been repaired in a long time and had been washed away by the rain. There was still a small amount of thatch hanging on the roof, but it had turned black and now exuded a strong musty smell...

A trace of resentment flashed across Han Yiyi's eyes, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart, when other people traveled through time, they were all young ladies, or pampered little princesses, how could it be so? When she came here, she became like this...

But when she looked down, she saw that the eyes of the two dolls who were holding onto her clothes tightly were shining, and Daya even asked in surprise.

"Mom, is this our home from now on? That's great. We don't have to live with grandma and dad and the others. They won't beat us..."