After finishing the household chores, Mrs. Yan took her eldest granddaughter, third grandson, and two old servants on the road to Linyi County where her eldest son took office.

Mrs. Yan has a relatively high seniority in the clan, and the Yan family has helped the clan a lot over the years. Therefore, when they left, the clan leader and senior elders in the clan came.

"Sister-in-law, there has been little rain this year, and the harvests in various places are not very good. In our Yanjia Village, we used the seeds you always gave us, and the harvest was 10% more than in previous years. I am here to thank you for everyone.

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Farmers depend on the weather for food, and even if they work hard all year round, they may not be able to have enough to eat. The clan leader sincerely thanks Mrs. Yan. This year, because the harvest has increased by 10%, the smiles on the faces of the clan members are a bit brighter, and there are not as many smiles as in previous years.

So sad.

Mrs. Yan hurriedly helped up the patriarch who was about to bend down to salute, and said sincerely: "Clan leader, please don't say such things. My family is orphaned and widowed. If it weren't for the overt and covert help from the clan in the early years, how could I have done anything like this?

Today."

The clan leader also looked sincere: "Sister-in-law, don't say these things. People of the same clan should be united and support each other. What we do is insignificant."

"The three brothers Zhigao, Zhiyuan, and Zhiqiang are so promising now, all because of your good teachings, my sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law, you know the situation in the clan. If there is anything Zhigao needs to use, no matter what, the clan will definitely support it."

At this time, other elders in the clan also expressed their opinions one after another.

"Yes, Zhi Gao Damang, if you need anything when you go to Linyi County, just write back and let me know." The third master of the clan said.

Mrs. Yan looked touched: "I am here to thank everyone for Zhigao. If there is a chance in the future, I will ask him to come back and thank everyone in person."

Hearing this, the clan leader and clan elders all looked satisfied.

"..."

You said something to me, and half an hour passed.

Daohua was sitting on the carriage, dangling her short legs in low spirits. Just when she was about to climb into the carriage and take a nap, her grandmother finally waved goodbye to the patriarch and the others.

After getting on the carriage, Mrs. Yan took a deep breath.

"Poof!"

Seeing the old lady's relieved look, Daohua couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Mrs. Yan glared at her granddaughter angrily: "Is this old lady funny?"

Daohua sat next to the old lady: "Grandma, I thought you enjoyed arguing with the patriarch and the others."

Mrs. Yan rolled her eyes: "You said it was nonsense, who can enjoy this?"

Daohua: "Then why did you keep talking to them for so long?"

Old Mrs. Yan: "A single thread cannot make a thread, and a single tree cannot make a forest. Although your father is now the seventh-grade county magistrate, he cannot leave the Yan family. People who do not have a family to rely on cannot go far."
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"Hey... your father has been a county magistrate for almost nine years. He has always been diligent and diligent, but why can't he be promoted? Isn't it because the foundation is weak? If there are people in the officialdom,

Can you say a few words for your father..."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Yan suddenly stopped and her expression became a little ugly.

Seeing this, Yan Wentao tugged at the rice flowers and signaled her not to ask any more questions.

Daohua knew that her grandmother was thinking of her fourth aunt.

When her father was a Jinshi scholar in high school, his classmate Yang Boyi came to ask for marriage to the fourth aunt.

Yang Yi's family was considered a wealthy family, and he had relatives of fourth-rank officials in Beijing. Although he was only a scholar, he was considered a good matchmaker for the Yan family at that time.

After the fourth aunt married, the Yang family was still very close to the Yan family at first, but later, Yang Boyi also became a Jinshi in high school, and the Yang family moved to the capital. After that, the relationship between the two families faded.

Dao Huaxin said, the Yang family must have taken the initiative to alienate the relationship because her father had been serving as county magistrate one term after another, but could not be promoted and lost investment value.

I have to say, these ancient people were really realistic!

The grandson and granddaughter did not speak, but Mrs. Yan continued to mind her own business: "In recent years, the clan has produced several younger generations who can study. In the future, your father will also have someone to help him in high school and officialdom."

Daohua disagreed: "Then I wonder how long we have to wait?"

Mrs. Yan glanced sideways at her granddaughter: "Your father can't wait, and there are still your eldest and second brothers. In short, the connection in the clan cannot be broken."

Daohua shrugged nonchalantly. She didn't say she wanted to sever ties with the clan.

Over the years in Yanjia Village, she has finally come to understand that the clan relationships in ancient times are really not that close. No one would voluntarily leave their clan.

If you have a clan behind you, no one dares to bully you; if you don’t have a clan, you are a person without roots. When you go out, anyone can step up and trample you.

Daohua opened the curtain and looked in the direction of the village. She found that the clan leaders were still standing at the entrance of the village. She was greatly impressed. For the development of the clan, these people were able to relax.

"Grandma, I just discovered today that the patriarch is so eloquent."

People of the same race should be united and support each other; what they helped before was insignificant...

The implication is that her cheap father wants to help the clan?

Mrs. Yan glanced at her cunning and transparent granddaughter, then at her honest third grandson, and shook her head: "It's just mutual benefit. It's good that you know some things in your heart, there's no need to say it out loud."

Daohua: "I won't tell others."

Yan Wentao looked confused and scratched the back of his head. Why couldn't he understand what his grandmother and Daohua were talking about?

"Third brother, let's sit outside and let Sun Ma come in to accompany grandma."

"Okay!"

On the official road leading to Linyi County, a carriage was walking slowly. On the carriage, an old man in his 50s was holding the carriage, and two teenagers, one old and one young, were sitting next to him.

The older one is honest and strong, while the younger one is soft and cute.

"Master Daohua, do you want to sing a song to cheer up the old lady?" Uncle Sun smiled and looked at Daohua, who was dressed as a man next to him.

Because she had to hurry, Daohua felt that women's clothing was inconvenient, so she changed into men's clothing.

In this regard, Mrs. Yan didn't say anything. Instead, she was very encouraging. She thought Daohua was smart. Although things have been relatively peaceful everywhere these years, she can keep a low profile when she goes out.

"Okay, third brother, let's go together."

"Okay!"

The young and clear singing voice soon sounded on the official road.

While walking and walking, Mrs. Yan didn’t urge Uncle Sun to go on his way.

My granddaughter and third grandson have never left the county town even though they are so old. It would be good for them to see more and gain some insights.

Along the way, Daohua and the others rested when they encountered inns. When they encountered towns, they would go in for a stroll when they felt interested.

However, half a month later, when they began to enter the northern border, there were not many such opportunities.

The further north you go, the more refugees there are on the road.

Looking at the scrawny refugees on the road, Mrs. Yan couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, it seems that the drought in the north last year was quite serious."

Seeing that the large fields were dry and cracked, the rice flower was not in a good mood. Along the way, she talked a lot less. She lowered her head and stared at the green rice flower like a green mole in the palm of her hand, wondering what she was thinking.

"Old lady, there is an inn ahead, shall we rest here tonight?" Uncle Sun asked in a voice.

Mrs. Yan opened the curtain and looked at the inn. Seeing that the inn was not bad, she nodded in agreement and got off the carriage with Daohua and Yan Wentao.

The inn was built just outside the city gate, and there were many pedestrians coming and going. There were horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts on both sides of the road, which was very lively.

Daohua was very curious about everything in ancient times, and started looking around as soon as she got off the carriage.

"There are a lot of people here. Please follow closely, Wen Tao, and protect your sister." Mrs. Yan firmly held Daohua's hand, and did not forget to remind her third grandson to watch more.

Daohua was very well-behaved at this time, holding Mrs. Yan with one hand and Yan Wentao with the other.

In Yanjia Village, she often heard stories about human traffickers.

In these ancient times, if you were caught by a trafficker, there was almost no possibility of being recaptured.

When you go out, you can never be too careful.

"Woo~"

When she was about to enter the door of the inn, Daohua suddenly heard a whimper and a muffled sound coming from the carriage next to her, and subconsciously looked back.
Chapter completed!