After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

"It's absolutely true! This was discovered by the county magistrate himself. The verdict will definitely be delivered to our Yang Village tomorrow!" The villager shouted and ran as if there was an evil ghost chasing him, for fear that he would be caught by Wen and beaten up.

Upon hearing this, Huang suddenly woke from her deep grief. It turned out that it was Yang Lao Da who had murdered her own brother! However, Yang Lao Da had already been sentenced by the county magistrate. So, what was she to do next? After taking care of Yang Lao Si's funeral, what would her future hold? Just as Huang was consumed by anguish, three highly respected elders of the clan arrived at the scene.

Yang Hongtao, his face solemn, recounted the entire course of his trial at the county yamen to the villagers present. The county magistrate's skill in solving cases was remarkable, yet the perpetrator of such a crime was unexpectedly a native of Yangjia Village. The thought of this filled everyone with a sense of unease.

"I beg the village chief and all the elders to seek justice for my son, Yang Si!" Huang sank to her knees, weeping bitterly. Yang Si had passed away suddenly, leaving no children to handle funeral arrangements. Even for such a crucial task as breaking the brazier, they couldn't find anyone suitable. Therefore, they could only rely on the village for help.

Secondly, according to the rules, after Yang Lao Si's death, his property should have been taken over by the clan. Without a source of income, how would Huang survive? In just a few moments, Huang's mind was already filled with a thousand thoughts and worries.

The clan elders, the most respected and oldest members of the village, approached with a trembling gait, each step bearing the weight of time. One of them, a cane in hand, a serious expression on his wrinkled face, spoke slowly, "Village Chief, look at Yang Lao Si. No matter how you look at it, he's made a significant contribution to our village's water supply. His family's land will now be handed over to the clan for sacrificial offerings, and 50% of the annual output will go to the Huang family."

Huang was stunned when she heard this, and she quickly calculated in her mind what 50% meant. Did this mean that the village would help her farm those fields for free, and after paying various taxes, all the harvest would belong to her? She couldn't help but widen her eyes and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, no, absolutely not. This is too much!" She was deeply moved. Her family's Yang Lao Si had been diligent and hardworking over the years, and had finally accumulated five acres of fertile farmland and three acres of dry land. On weekdays, she only needed to cultivate two acres of land to meet the family's daily needs. She didn't expect that the village would now ask for help in farming.

At this time, Yang Hongtao stood up, with a flash of determination in his eyes, and he said: "Since the elders have said so, then we will accept it. Moreover, the funeral arrangements for Yang Laosi will also be handled by the clan." He knew that the elders' decision had its reasons, but he also understood that this was a recognition and compensation from the clan to Yang Laosi's family.

"After the harvest, will all the grain be sent to Huang's parents' home - Huangjia Village?" Yang Hongtao thought to himself. In this particular era, if the husband has passed away and has no children, then according to common sense, the woman will eventually return to her parents' home to seek shelter and support.

However, Huang didn't hesitate, blurting out a resounding and resolute response: "No, I'm not going back to my parents' home." Her words seemed to contain an immense resolve and persistence, as if an invisible force was supporting her decision. Then, as if suddenly realizing something, she added cautiously: "Can...can I stay here?" Her tone was filled with trepidation and anxiety, as if she feared opposition and rejection.

Seeing this, the elders nearby began to discuss. One of them frowned and said, "But you don't have any relatives here anymore. How are you, a woman, left alone and helpless, going to survive?"

Another elder echoed, "It's always good to go back to your mother's home. Your parents and brothers can be your solid support. Even if things don't work out, after you send the food over, your nephews and nieces will definitely take care of you for the rest of your life." Their words revealed their concern for the Huang family's future. After all, in this era where men are superior to women, it is indeed extremely difficult for a single woman to survive on her own.

But Huang remained undeterred. She declared firmly, "No, you are all my family!" Her eyes gleamed with determination, as if declaring her resolve to everyone. "I want to stay here. Whether it means establishing a female household or changing my surname to Yang, I'm willing. Everyone here is so kind to me. They've given me the warmth and care of home. I don't want to leave. I hope to stay by their side forever." Her words, filled with deep affection and nostalgia, moved everyone present.

Everyone felt a sense of emotion as they listened to Huang's words. Yang Hongtao looked at her determined yet slightly anxious eyes and thought to himself, "This Huang may seem weak on a daily basis, but she has such a resolute heart at critical moments."

The elders nearby glanced at each other, their eyes flickering with relief. They knew the courage it took for Huang to make such a decision; after all, in that era, women's destinies were often not in their own hands. Huang's willingness to abandon her natal family and choose to remain in Yangjia Village was truly rare.

After a moment, Yang Hongtao slowly said, "Since you've made up your mind, we in Yangjia Village naturally welcome you to stay. If you have any difficulties in the future, just let us know." The elders also echoed, "Yes, don't worry, we will definitely take good care of you."

Huang's eyes were slightly red, and she said gratefully: "Thank you all, I will never let you down. I will live a good life and create my own life with my own hands." As she spoke, she bowed deeply to express her inner gratitude.

From then on, Huang Shi truly stayed in Yangjia Village and began a new life. Hardworking and kind, she got along well with the villagers, and gradually became an indispensable member of the village. Her friendship with Yang Hongtao and the elders of the village also grew deeper over the years...