The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

"Being able to help Jiang's mother and daughter with some work is also a token of our appreciation." General Ye could only say this to his wife.

"I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Danyun, harvesting beans is hard work."

"I can't cut beans, but I can do something else." In short, no one can stop her from getting close to her granddaughter's heart.

"Alright." General Ye, seeing the determination in his wife's eyes, had no choice but to compromise. "But don't be too obvious. That child has never been with us. To her, we are just insignificant strangers."

"I understand." Old Madam Ye wanted to cry again, "You blame me for not taking good care of Xiaoliu."

"There's no such thing as a thief who steals for a thousand days. As long as they have this intention, we can't defend ourselves against it."

General Ye was trying to persuade his wife, but his fists were clenched tightly. He told her not to meet those old bastards again, or he would send them to see the King of Hell one by one.

"Who would have thought that those beasts had such wicked ambitions, that our Xiaoliu..."

Seeing his wife about to cry again, General Ye hurriedly warned her, "This is our first formal meeting, so you shouldn't act too affectionately. Jiang and her daughter would be wary of strangers. Jiang is also a capable woman, which is why she grows such good crops and has earned the respect of the captain."

"Yes. Jiang is a good person. I often hear people talking about her these days. They say she is very capable and that the rice she grows produces more than 300 kilograms more than the rice grown by the Dongshan Hundred Households."

When talking about her daughter-in-law, Old Mrs. Ye was also satisfied.

"So, you must not let the mother and daughter feel disgusted, otherwise it will be even worse."

"Old man, I know. As long as I can be close to my granddaughter and have a good look at her, I can endure anything."

General Ye saw all of his wife's sorrow and he wanted to kill someone again.

Let those people be a little proud. As long as my Ye family is still around, he will definitely avenge this grudge.

...

The next day was another sunny day.

As soon as the sky was getting light, General Ye took his entire family to the other side of the river.

Jiang Yan had just gotten up when she was shocked to see the large group of Ye family members.

In a moment of urgency, he asked a Chinese people's favorite greeting: "Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

"Then, I'll take you to the bean field first."

"Mom, I'll take them there!"

The little guy spoke in a baby voice, and the tuft of hair on his head kept shaking.

Yichen volunteered because she was afraid that her mother would feel awkward getting along with the Ye family.

Jiang Yan, however, was worried about her daughter and the Ye family going to the cliff. "It's a long way from here. You'll have to wait forever with your short legs."

"Brother, carry me."

Before Jiang Yan finished her words, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old stood out from the crowd of Ye family members, stretched out his hands and carried the little guy on his shoulders.

Suddenly her vision opened up, and Yichen realized that she was sitting on the shoulders of a young man.

"Wow, it's so high!"

Seeing that the little sister didn't cry, the boy smiled and said to Jiang Yan, "Don't worry, Auntie. I will carry my sister there and back."

Jiang Yan was a little uncomfortable when the young man called her "Auntie." But when she saw her daughter wasn't bothered, she told them, "There are horses in the stable out back. You should drive the carriage there so you don't waste time on the road."

"Okay." The boy agreed readily and carried his sister to the backyard.

Soon, the young man drove the carriage around the west wall at the back door.

Yichen sat behind the boy, smiling with her eyes curved.

Jiang Yan asked them to bring two pieces of oilcloth with them. "Put the oilcloth on the open space and place the harvested beans on it."

"Ok."

Mrs. Ye called over her sisters-in-law and younger sister-in-law, who took the lead in helping to load the oilcloth onto the carriage. She then swiftly helped the old lady onto the carriage and sat her behind the little girl, saying, "Mother, you sit here so you can support this little girl."

All the wrinkles on Old Mrs. Ye's face lit up with joy. Her eldest daughter-in-law was so smart that she got what she wanted so quickly.

Jiang Yan didn't see the little secret between them. She just smiled and said, "Come over and help me. I'll take care of the meals. But there are too many people in your family. I can't do it all by myself. You should send two people to help me cook."

When the old lady heard Jiang Yan say that she wanted to leave two people to help with cooking, she pointed at her two granddaughters and said, "Let my two granddaughters stay and help."

Looking at the two girls in linen skirts, one about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the other younger, Jiang Yan smiled at them and nodded in agreement.

Yichen was sitting in the carriage, and somehow the carriage started to shake.

Her little butt also bounced up and down.

Old Mrs. Ye, who was sitting behind her, looked at the little girl's wrinkled face and secretly rubbing her little butt, and she hugged her in her arms with heartache.

Yichen was not used to Mrs. Ye's sudden intimate touch, and her little body immediately tensed up.

When Mrs. Ye saw this, she remembered the old man's warning and immediately let go of her hand.

As soon as Mrs. Ye's hand left the little guy's body, the little guy breathed a sigh of relief as if he had regained his freedom, and secretly touched his chest, as if to comfort himself for being scared.

General Ye and Ye Zhanyang both noticed the little guy's expression, and the father and son, who had seen countless people, guessed that the little guy had not had a good life in the past.

Thinking about what they heard from the people in the banner, General Ye and his son wanted to kill someone again.

But they didn't dare show it at all, for fear of frightening the tiny little man.

Yichen didn't notice that everyone around them was afraid to speak, except for the baby in Ye Dalang's wife's arms, who was still babbling non-stop.

Yichen happened to see it too. She liked the little doll very much, so she pointed at the young woman holding the doll and said, "Big sister, please take the little doll and get on the carriage. It's still quite a distance from here to the end of the field."

"Can I sit?" Ye Dalang's wife asked her deliberately.

"Of course you can. Come on up and hold the baby. You must be very tired."

"Hey." Ye Dalang's wife was also born into a military family. She had fought alongside her father and brothers, so she wouldn't mind walking a few steps. But this little man invited her to ride in a carriage, and she couldn't refuse his kindness.

Yichen also asked Ye Dalang's wife to sit next to her so that she could play with the baby more easily.

Today, Yichen realized that she was quite childish and actually liked to play with little babies who couldn't even speak.

She held her forehead with her hand. If this matter were to be known to others, her reputation would be ruined.