Chapter 445: Hoping for a Mother to Become a Phoenix in Ancient Farming Literature 9
Yan Jiahui searched for Chang'an in the town for several days but couldn't find him, and she didn't want to look for him any further.
Regardless of whether the story is true or not, for the sake of the hundreds of people in the Taifu Mansion and the Su family, it is better to believe it than not.
She had no intention of traveling, and rushed to the capital day and night.
The person the emperor arranged to marry her was the third prince of the time. From what the two said, it was not difficult to guess that the third prince would ascend the throne in the future.
If you want to save the Taifu Mansion and the Su Family, you must first destroy the Third Prince and prevent him from jumping up and down.
Changan did not focus on the heroine. If he didn't want to make money, he would not pay attention to her.
Let the male and female protagonists suffer.
In order to avoid any further complications, Ye Min returned to the village and asked Ye Jing to take Chang'an home, while she went straight to the clan leader's house.
"Clan leader, let me tell you that my family's Jing Yu has adopted Chang'an and the household registration has been completed. From now on, Chang'an will be my granddaughter."
The clan leader was a little confused. He had never heard of Ye Heilu's family abandoning their granddaughter!
However, Ye Heilu's eldest grandson was killed last night.
Is it related to Changan? Otherwise, why would Changan be abandoned?
As luck would have it, the old patriarch guessed the truth behind Ye Yaozu's dethronement.
But he was just guessing, no one could give him a definite answer.
Ye Min was able to prove to him that this matter had nothing to do with Chang'an.
She had also heard something about Ye Yaozu on her way here, and was afraid that the clan leader would misunderstand that this matter was related to Chang'an, so she hurriedly said: "That matter has nothing to do with Chang'an. She stayed at my house last night."
The clan leader waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It has nothing to do with her. She is just a little girl and doesn't have that ability. Have you thought it over? Do you want to adopt that girl?"
"I've thought about it, Jingyu likes it," Ye Min said affirmatively, putting away the smile on her face.
"Originally, this is your family's business, so I can't say anything. I'm just going to be bold and say that since you have decided to adopt a child, why don't you go to town and pick up a boy to raise."
The old patriarch was talking about the orphans and little beggars begging in the town. In their opinion, it is better to have a boy in the family.
Ye Min refused without thinking, "Raising a child depends on liking each other. Chang'an is very likable to Jing Yu and me, so it doesn't matter whether it's a boy or a girl."
"Just think it over for yourself. If you raise a child, take good care of it. It's a child, not a kitten or a puppy."
"Don't worry, clan leader. As long as I have something to eat, Chang'an will not starve."
"Okay, you go back first, I will talk to Ye Caigui (the village head) about this."
"Thank you, Patriarch."
The old patriarch nodded, stood up from the rocking chair with his cane, and left the house with Ye Min.
After a while, everyone in Yejia Village knew that Ye Jing had adopted Chang'an.
Some nosy people went to find Ye Zhoushi and asked, "Do you really want Ye Jingshi to raise your little girl?"
Ye Zhou looked at the visitor with a puzzled look on her face, and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about? I only gave birth to my son Baoshun, where did the daughter come from?"
The man opened his mouth in surprise. What happened?
You were hugging your daughter and crying yesterday, but today you deny her?
She looked carefully at Ye Zhou's expression, which said "I don't know what you are talking about".
Did they remember it wrongly, or did Ye Zhou lose his memory?
But there was no way they could have made a mistake in remembering a living person in Chang'an, that is, Ye Zhou had lost her memory.
The man asked carefully: "You really don't remember Chang'an?"
"Who is that? Is there such a person in our village?" Ye Zhou chatted with the man while busying herself with the work in her hands.
Why did they say that Chang'an was her daughter? She obviously only had one son.
Ye Zhou looked at the people in the yard warily, "You don't want me to adopt that girl, do you? I've already said that I won't raise her. I have a son, why do I need a girl? It's a waste of food."
There was silence in the yard. After a while, someone snorted coldly and said, "I thought you, Ye Zhou, were so special, but I didn't expect you were just superficial."
Suddenly, everyone lost the desire to continue talking, and the crowd dispersed, leaving Ye Zhou standing there in a daze.
No, where did she get her daughter? Are these people sick?
Ye Zhou returned to the room and asked Ye Lao Er, who was lying injured on the bed, "My husband, they said that there is a little girl named Chang'an in the village who is our daughter. When did we give birth to a daughter?"
Ye Laoer rolled his eyes in annoyance, "What daughter? Who wants to have a girl? From what they say, it must be that there is no one to raise the child, and since they saw that we only have one son, they wanted to give the child to our family."
"That won't do. We Baoshun can't even get enough food to eat, so why should we help others raise a child? And the child is just a little girl who can only eat and not work."
Ye Zhou's face was full of resistance. She really didn't want to raise a daughter, not to mention whether she liked it or not.
The old man and the old woman would definitely not be happy. Their second branch was already liked by the two elders, and if they picked up a little girl to raise, wouldn’t they be scolded to death?
"If anyone comes to talk again, just chase them away," Ye Laoer endured the pain in his body, turned over and continued to sleep, ignoring Ye Zhoushi.
No one cared about what Ye Laoer and his wife thought, and no one went to their house again afterwards.
Everyone gathered at Ye Min's house, and the yard was very lively.
Those who usually look down on their family for being unlucky now condescend to join in the fun with a look of disgust on their faces.
Ye Min said loudly and generously: "My family's Jing Yu adopted Chang'an and registered her household registration. From now on, she will be my, Min Cuizhu's granddaughter."
Someone asked her, "Have you asked Ye Zhou? It's not called adoption among the same clan, it's called foster care."
"Whether adopted or fostered, she is now my, Min Cuizhu's granddaughter."
The person coming over from Ye Zhou's side just continued the man's question, "What are you asking? That woman Ye Zhou doesn't recognize Chang'an at all, and she also said that she has never given birth to a daughter."
The villagers were a little overwhelmed by Ye Zhou's change of heart. She was crying so miserably by the river yesterday, why did she deny it today?
Everyone looked at each other, no one knew what had happened?
Someone in the crowd said, "I've long said that Ye Zhoushi is a good pretender, and you guys said I can't stand seeing people doing well. Now you know if I'm right or not, right?"
Everyone started talking about it immediately, and they all wanted to criticize Ye Zhou.
Ye Min cleared her throat and said, "If she doesn't recognize it, then she doesn't have to. From now on, Chang'an is Jing Yu's daughter."
They gathered in the yard for more than an hour before leaving. Ye Min and her mother-in-law wiped the non-existent cold sweat from their foreheads.
Chang'an took the two of them back into the house and took out fifty taels of silver from the small package from last night.
"Grandma, mother, take this money and use it."
"An An, where does all this silver come from?" Ye Jing was afraid that Chang An would develop bad habits. Where would a child get so much silver?
Chang'an spread his hands and said, "Ye Laoer picked it up, and then I took it away. It's ownerless, so it belongs to whoever gets it."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other, and Ye Min touched Chang'an's head lovingly, "An'an, grandma will keep the silver, but we can't use it. If the owner comes to find us, we will return it to him, okay?"
"Grandma, it's up to you," Chang'an didn't want to argue with them. If no one claimed it for a long time, it would still be used when it was needed.
996 has checked and found that the owner is a prodigal son who doesn’t care about these small things at all.