Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

The eighth day.

Sunny weather.

Suitable for: traveling, moving, opening a business, signing a contract, planting trees.

Bogey: None.

A carriage drove slowly towards Kaner Village.

The mountains and rivers were cold along the way, but there were no refugees causing trouble.

Green teeth sprouted from beneath the snow tracks.

The mountains are white and green.

The coachman thought that this trip was extremely dangerous and was prepared to work hard, but the reward was really high, so he also worked hard.

Unexpectedly, entering the territory of Ming County, I felt like I had been peaceful for a long time.

Even saw a tea stall.

An old woman and a young man were setting up a stall.

In winter, the tea stalls are steaming.

The carriage stopped.

The hand that lifted the curtain in the car was white and very elegant.

Some people stick out their hands, and their temperament will make you think a lot.

It feels like there is a stunning beauty sitting in the car.

As a result, the car curtain opened, and it turned out to be an old woman with wrinkles on her face.

The old woman has many wrinkles and dark spots on her face, which has nothing to do with beauty.

But when she jumped out of the carriage, walked, or sat down, she gave people the illusion that she was seeing everyone's lady, a stunning beauty.

I think she is very noble.

The old woman took a sip of tea, rested for a while, and then got in the car again.

It was the coachman who was inquiring.

"How to get to Kan'er Village? It's not far yet."

"It's not far, just go around this mountain. You see the village entrance is very lively and there are many people, that's Kaner Village. Are the eldest brothers visiting relatives?"

"I'm seeing people off. I'm the driver. I'm sending guests over. It's not easy for me to find out what the guests are going to do. They're probably just visiting relatives." The coachman smiled.

He saw that the old woman had brought a small baggage, at most a change of clothes.

The old woman sat in the carriage.

Even though she was the only one in the carriage, she still sat upright.

The elegance is engraved in my bones.

The carriage continued on.

The sound of horses clattering was heard.

When the curtain floats, you can occasionally see the mountains and forests outside.

This section of the road is relatively flat.

The old woman took her husband's surname, Yin, and Ping.

Yin Ping.

She had a bad fate and experienced twists and turns.

She did not expect that at the age of fifty, with gray hair all over her temples, she would ride alone in a carriage and go to a village to be a husband to two little country girls.

There is a sound of ruts.

She sits alone.

Recalling most of my life.

Her family was poor and she was sold as a child. With good luck, she was sold into the palace.

She couldn't remember where her home was, who her parents were, or who was in her family.

Her memory began with the nuns who taught her in the palace.

She remembered that grandma's whip was soaked in water and it hurt a lot.

But it won't leave any trace.

Mammy named her Pingzhi.

Let her listen more, speak less, and block out all irrelevant things in order to survive.

Grandma will also reward her with cakes.

Mammy said that she was very smart and the best at learning, and she could stay with the noble man in the future.

Mammy said that following a noble person may not necessarily bring you happiness, but you should listen more and talk less. Being able to survive is a blessing.

Before she could finish her studies, grandma died.

I don’t know who she offended, what she saw, or what she said.

She grew up in the darkest little room in the harem.

Start with the hardest chores.

Make progress little by little and change places.

Just as her mother said, she arrived at the noble man's side.

She went from that little palace maid to aunt to nanny.

Step by step, she climbed up the ranks of the humble slaves in the palace's harem.

The little girls with her were all dead.

All the little girls who came a year earlier than her were also dead.

The little girl who came a year after her also died.

She is still alive.

And left the palace alive.

She no longer calls Pingzhi.

She kept her name anonymously, met the right man, and got married.

She took her husband's last name Yin and changed her name to Ping.

She thought that she had endured so much hardship in her life and was lucky enough to survive, so she would be fine next.

She doesn't seek wealth, she just wants to live the rest of her life in peace.

But she didn't want her husband to be forced to death. She was imprisoned by her husband's unfilial sons and almost starved to death.

In the end, she was accidentally rescued because the rebels broke into the city.

She used the rebels to kill all the unfilial sons, but she didn't expect the rebel leader to actually call her and ask her to help with something.

Let her be a teacher and teach two girls.

She heard what Zi Shuai said. The two girls, the eldest one, might get married in a year or two, so the one she should be asked to teach should mainly be the younger one.

Yin Ping, who had spent her whole life crawling around in the harem to survive, was very knowledgeable about current affairs and agreed immediately.

Before coming, she asked someone to find out about the family, and it was Zi Shuai who told her.

When she heard that the little girl's father had been said to be an unfilial and disloyal person, she felt a little resentful.

She hates unfilial and disloyal people the most, like those white-eyed wolves of her husband.

But she was not in a position to be picky.

No chance to choose.

Even if Zi Shuai says she won't agree, he can just find someone else and ask her to go back.

But she knew that without Zi Shuai's protection, she, an old woman living alone, would not survive long in these troubled times.

She dispersed her husband's wealth and divided it among the old and weak in her husband's clan. She took a small baggage and came in a carriage.

Cold wind.

There are mountains in the distance.

Gray hair.

There are many carriages and horses. (Note 1)

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(Note 1: The original sentence is the air is cold. The mountains are rolling in the distance. The white hair is gray. The carriages and horses are wise. I copied the readers’ comments and changed it.)