The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

However, he thought about his third daughter-in-law's unpleasant and dull personality, which was usually controlled by his own wife, so he didn't think much about it.

Jiang Yan looked at the skinny old man in front of her with calm eyes. On his old face, wrinkles were piled up like terraced fields. If it weren't for the coldness and calculation in his eyes, he would be no different from an ordinary farmer.

Jiang Yan gritted her teeth as she thought of this family's behavior and the oppression they'd exerted on her original self. She wasn't the original owner, so she couldn't just accept everything. She also didn't want to play along with this family. Every word she uttered was icy cold.

"Dad, I want to split the family."

Old Man Shen thought he had misheard and did not answer for a while.

Outside the kitchen, Mrs. Shen Da and Mrs. Shen Er, who had been staring at Jiang Yan, also thought they had misheard.

Mrs. Shen had just finished using the toilet in the backyard. Her legs were numb from squatting and she walked with a limp.

She was in a bad mood and started to curse when she heard Jiang Yan wanted to divide the family.

But she herself didn't know what was going on, and what she said turned into, "It's fine if you want to split up, old man, when do you think we should split up?"

Old man Shen had long wanted to separate Jiang and that money-losing woman. After all, Jiang couldn't do the work in the fields, and the eldest and second son's wives were enough to do the housework. The third son's wife was just a freeloader.

Their family didn't have enough food to support idlers, so they immediately replied, "Let's divide it now." Old Man Shen was afraid that if he returned too late, Jiang would regret it. "Let's go, let's go find Zhang Xiaoqi now."

Mrs. Shen finally reacted now. She was absolutely unwilling to separate Jiang Shi from her family. If Jiang Shi was separated from her family, who would do the housework?

"Dad, let's not split up."

"Yes, Dad, let's not split up the family." It was obvious that Second Sister-in-law Shen had also figured it out. If the third daughter-in-law was separated, all the housework would have to be done by her and the eldest sister-in-law in the future.

Before Old Man Shen could even speak, his cloudy eyes glared fiercely at the two of them. "Put aside your inappropriate thoughts! Don't think I don't know your little tricks. If you dare to say anything more, I'll have the eldest and second brothers whip you."

The father-in-law's words successfully made Mrs. Shen Dasao and Mrs. Shen Ersao shut their mouths, and they dared not say another word.

Of course, they also held a grudge against the Jiang family.

Jiang Yan didn't care. She trotted back to the dilapidated house, walked in and took her daughter out.

"It's so cold." Yichen shivered.

Jiang Yan frowned and took out a heavily patched jacket and wrapped it around Yichen. She then slung a bundle she had prepared long ago over her shoulder, then, holding Yichen in her arms, followed closely behind Old Man and Mrs. Shen as they headed towards Zhang Xiaoqi's house.

Mrs. Shen didn't want to separate Jiang, but her mouth and legs seemed to be out of her control.

Yichen lay on her mother's shoulder, looking at the scenery outside curiously.

Outside the Shen family's yard, there is a bumpy dirt road running east-west. The road is long and winding, and there are several mud yards scattered on the north side of the road.

These courtyards have one thing in common: they are low and old, similar to the Shen family's courtyard.

Also, the distances between these courtyards are very large, at least 20 to 30 meters.

Maybe they got up too early, and many houses kept their doors closed, making the place look empty and deserted.

Seeing nothing to see here, Yichen turned her head and looked southwards on the dirt road. She first saw a small river and houses on the other side, but they seemed even more dilapidated, with no roofs, only broken walls and ruins lying desolate in the withered yellow of early spring.

"Mom, there's a child over there." Yichen saw a child busying around on the wasteland on the other side of the river, and pointed it out to her mother.

"Baby, you have to call me mom from now on."

"mother?"

"Hey."

"The child?"

"Maybe he's digging for wild vegetables."

"Is it dandelions, sonchus, and viola...?"

"Ah."

"Then we'll go dig later."

Mrs. Shen, walking in front, was filled with rage but couldn't vent it. She clearly didn't mean that, but her words were meant in a sarcastic way. Just like now, she clearly didn't want to go to Zhang Xiaoqi's house, she didn't want to separate that bitch. But her feet were so fast, as if someone was pulling her by the collar and running forward.

Jiang Yan was almost unable to catch up with them with the child in her arms. She endured it, said nothing, and tried her best to catch up with them.

In front is Zhang Xiaoqi's yard. The Zhang family's yard is located at the highest point in this area. The yard and the house are built with stones, which looks much more imposing than a mud house.

At this hour, the sun had risen high in the sky, and Zhang Xiaoqi's sturdy body appeared in their sight against the light.

He had gotten up long ago at this hour and was practicing swordplay with his three sons in the open space in front of the door.

At this moment, just as he finished his move, he caught a glimpse of the old couple from the Shen family and their third daughter-in-law coming over.

Zhang Xiaoqi couldn't help but look at Shen San's wife again, and couldn't help but sigh in regret.

When Shen Sanlang brought Jiang back five years ago, Jiang was a flower and he drooled for a long time just looking at her.

I was secretly muttering in my heart that this flower was stuck in a pile of cow dung.

In just a few years, the beautiful and lively girl was turned into a servant by the Shen family. When she stood next to his wife, she seemed to be older than his wife.

Zhang Xiaoqi felt sorry and wanted to curse the Shen family for being good-for-nothings, saying they deserved to stay here as military households for generations.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqi remained silent, Old Man Shen and Old Lady Shen stared at one place. They followed Zhang Xiaoqi's gaze and it landed on the top of their third daughter-in-law's head.

Mrs. Shen was immediately furious, but she opened her mouth and said, "Zhang Xiaoqi, we brought Jiang here today to divide the family."

Zhang Xiaoqi thought he was hallucinating and looked up at the sky. The sun hadn't risen in the west yet. How could the old Shen family behave like human beings?

Mrs. Shen: I’m going to be mad at myself.

When Old Man Shen saw that Zhang Xiaoqi didn't respond, he became a little nervous, but the matter was before him, and he had to say what he had to say: "Zhang Xiaoqi, we are looking for you to help us as a witness. "The third son's wife and the third son's girl want to separate from us."

"Oh." Zhang Xiaoqi responded softly, then looked at Jiang and asked, "Do you really want to split the family?"

"Yes." Jiang Yan put her daughter down, saluted Zhang Xiaoqi, and reiterated that she wanted to divide the family business.

Seeing that Jiang Shi had no intention of being forced, Zhang Xiaoqi nodded and said, "Since you all agree, then let's split up."

Mrs. Shen wanted to say, "That's not what she meant." But what she said was, "Then I'll trouble you, Master Xiaoqi."

Zhang Xiaoqi was puzzled. After not seeing this old hag for a few days, how could this hag speak human language now?

When Old Man Shen saw that Zhang Xiaoqi agreed to their separation, he was very happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. "Master Xiaoqi, you know that our family has nothing."

"Yes, yes, we don't even have food from the previous night at home." Mrs. Shen quickly agreed. She didn't want to give even a grain of rice to that bitch Jiang.