The person in charge took the road pass from their hands, looked at it again and again, and indeed he had made a mistake.

The main reason was that I had someone ask about it myself.

After all that, it turns out they weren't even from the same village. In that case, there's no reason to dismiss people arbitrarily.

"Alright, I didn't understand this matter. Since that's the case, consider it compensation for you to rest for two days. Come back in two days."

The steward said that because the young princess had set up some kind of time clock!

These people were mistakenly thought to be from the same village as the cook.

So they drove these people away and also deleted their names.

Everyone was overjoyed to hear what the manager said.

So these people rushed back home to share the good news with their families.

Dazhu took out most of his family's money, since the villagers asked him to help carry grain.

However, he spent the money the village gave him on that trip to buy medicine for his mother.

When Dazhu returned to the village in his oxcart, he delivered the grain that each household had requested to them.

But none of these people had a friendly expression.

When Dazhu got home, he saw his wife scolding his mother.

"You old codger, I've known for a long time that you're a useless thing."

Why don't you just die? You're dragging our whole family down with you.

You're thinking of giving your ugly son to the little princess? You must be out of your mind.

And brother-in-law, no offense, but don't you know what you look like?

How dare they presume to associate with the young princess? Good heavens!

The woman grew angrier as she spoke, truly unable to understand how this family, who couldn't even afford enough to eat, could possibly set their sights on the young princess.

The village finally calmed down, but more than ten other households registered in the same village as them were not happy.

Although none of these dozen or so households worked for the young princess.

But that doesn't necessarily mean I won't go in the future!

Every household came to his house, demanding compensation.

"Pah! You have the nerve to ask us to compensate you?"

Dazhu's wife pointed at the group of people who had come to ask for money and began to curse them.

One of the women, a woman in her thirties, became even angrier at her appearance.

"Does it mean whoever shouts the loudest is right? Let me tell you, today your family either has to pay compensation or move out."

Since the village chief said it's a matter between two villages, then it's none of his business.

So even if you go to the village chief, it's useless. Therefore, you must compensate us with money today no matter what.

After the young woman finished speaking, the others also started to make a fuss.

"You absolutely have to pay compensation. If you don't, get out!"

"Get out!"

In the end, each of the remaining households was given one and a half taels of silver, and the matter was finally settled.

But from then on, everyone in the village would dislike this family.

After everyone had left, Dazhu's wife began to focus on disciplining her mother-in-law.

"There's nowhere left for you in this house; all the money in the house has been lost."

From this day forward, you and your precious son will be sleeping in the pigsty.

After Dazhu's wife finished speaking, neither the second wife nor Dazhu said anything.

The young couple from the second wife felt that their sister-in-law was right; it was their mother's mistake that had cost them all the family's money.

Will we be able to live together after this?

The cook's eyes widened at this moment; the pigsty in the house was left over from when they used to raise pigs.

We don't raise pigs anymore. Although it was cleaned up thoroughly last year, it's still a drafty pigsty!

It's not like we don't have a house at home, yet my eldest daughter-in-law treats me like this.

The eldest son stood by, not daring to utter a single word.

"Dazhu, Erzhu, I am still your mother."

How can you bear to let me live in that drafty pigsty?

If word gets out, won't people think you're unfilial?

"I raised you all with so much difficulty, and now you want me to live in a pigsty, sob sob sob."

Erzhu's wife, Cuiping, was very displeased to see her mother-in-law crying so much.

"My sister-in-law said that letting you live in the pigsty is the best that can be done for you."

You made such a big mistake that you've lost all the family's money.

It also implicated other villagers; it's a miracle they weren't kicked out.

"If you're not satisfied, then you should just take your brother-in-law and leave. This place truly can't tolerate you anymore."

The cook felt utterly disheartened seeing how the whole family treated her.

How is she wrong?

The young princess herself amended the laws. Since the female lead can be the same as the male lead, she must want to have more men.

Her own son is good-looking. If she doesn't agree to it, she doesn't agree. Why should she be kicked out?

This young princess is nothing like the kind-hearted person others describe her to be.

In her view, it was clearly petty and narrow-minded.

In the end, the cook didn't dare to say anything and picked up the quilts and clothes that her two daughters-in-law had thrown out of the yard.

He carried these things to the pigsty.

The youngest son has been pampered by his mother since he was a child.

Where have you ever suffered such abuse?

I felt so wronged.

Two young girls in this village had previously claimed to be beautiful and asked if he would be willing to marry her.

Therefore, he has an inexplicable confidence in his appearance.

I never expected it to end like this. I was about to argue with these people, but I couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.

The mother and son, each holding one other's hand, stumbled and fell as they arrived at the pigsty.

All the money in the house had arrived. The eldest son's share was divided between the two households, and finally, this family's share was also divided.

The cook was still daydreaming, thinking that her eldest and second sons were unfilial.

But she still has her most beloved youngest son. As long as he recovers from his injuries, he can go out and find another job.

With the money, I'll rent a small courtyard outside and then move there to live out my retirement.

At this moment, the cook was feeling quite pleased with herself, completely unaware that her youngest son also hated her.

In the youngest son's heart, all the shame he suffered came from his own mother.

As the villagers said, he was just a peasant, why should he try to marry a princess?

How could I be so stupid? It's all because my own mother nags me every day.

That's why I had this thought.

Su Muyao was tending to the peonies in the courtyard when the steward came over to report.

The people who were kicked out earlier said they weren't from the same village as the cook.

Later investigations confirmed that the two villages had indeed merged. Although they were listed in the same family genealogy, they were still officially two separate villages.

Grandma Su, who was listening nearby, said, "Yaoyao, if one person makes a mistake, then his family should just stay away from him in the future."

But with so many people in this village, we can't let others be implicated, can we?

Hearing that her grandmother had spoken, Su Muyao could only nod and say what else she could say.