Chapter 3 Leaving the Fan Family
Everyone in Zhushan Village knows that Fan's mother is a shrew and unreasonable person. In the past, when people saw her tormenting the original owner of the body, some would stand by and say a few words of comfort.
But whenever this happened, Mother Fan would curse the person as well, and sometimes she would even chase them to their house to curse them. Over time, even though everyone felt sorry for the original owner, they could only sympathize with her in their hearts and dared not go forward anymore.
Today, seeing how pitiful the mother and her two children were, and fearing that someone might actually die, someone secretly went to find the village chief.
After Han Yiyi recovered from her dizziness, she bent down to pick up the letter of divorce from the ground and then focused her gaze on the letter of severance of ties in Fan Ting's hand.
Just as she was about to go and take it, she saw Da Ya beside her run over quickly, snatch the letter of severance from Fan Ting's hand, and then run back quickly. She then stuffed the letter into Han Yiyi's hand, a smile even flashing across her little face.
Everyone was taken aback by Daya's actions, and Fan Ting's face showed anger. However, he quickly turned his gaze to the village chief and said something.
"Village chief, you've seen it yourself. It's not that I want to sever ties with them; it's that these two ungrateful wretches want to sever ties with me and disown me as their father. As for Madam Fan, I only brought a woman back, and she started making a huge scene with me. Which of us officials doesn't have three wives and four concubines? Yet she's being so unreasonable and disruptive. She's committed one of the seven grounds for divorce—jealousy. I'm divorcing her based on reason and law. Since it's reasonable and legal, it naturally won't affect my reputation. Don't you agree, village chief...?"
Hearing the scumbag's words, Han Yiyi wanted to applaud him. His eloquence was truly worthy of a scholar. However, this was exactly what she wanted, so she didn't refute him. But the village chief frowned deeply after hearing Fan Ting's words.
Having multiple wives and concubines, or the seven grounds for divorce—these were things for wealthy families.
These peasant families don't care about such things. They're lucky if they can even find a wife. But frankly, this is the Fan family's own business, and as the village chief, all he can do is offer words of comfort.
Seeing that Han Yiyi also looked resolute, and knowing what kind of life the original owner had lived in the Fan family, the village chief thought that leaving might not be a bad thing. At most, he, as the village chief, could help out as much as he could in the future. So he asked.
"Han family girl, have you thought this through...?"
According to the original owner's memories, Han Yiyi knew that the village chief's surname was Chen, so she replied.
"Uncle Chen, I've made up my mind. I also ask you, Uncle and all the aunts and grandmas, to be our witnesses today. From today onwards, whether we live or die, we will have nothing to do with the Fan family..."
Hearing Han Yiyi's words, the village chief glanced at the smug-looking Fan family mother and son, sighed softly, and said no more.
Aunt Zhang, who was standing nearby, saw that Han Yiyi still had injuries on her head and was holding two children's hands, so she spoke up with concern.
"Han girl, you still have a head injury. Why don't you stay at my house for a few days and make plans after your head injury has healed a bit..."
In the Kingdom of Daning, women who were divorced and had children had only two options: either transfer their household registration back to their parents' home, or register their own household registration, but this required the village head's approval.
Through the original owner's memories, Han Yiyi knew that her family also had a troublesome sister-in-law, so Han Yiyi decided to stay in Zhushan Village for the time being.
Han Yiyi knew that Aunt Zhang meant well, but she also knew that Aunt Zhang's family only had three thatched huts, where she and her four children lived. If the three of them moved in, there would probably not even be room to stand. So she spoke up.
"Thank you, Auntie, I'm fine..." she said, then turned to the village chief and asked.
"Uncle Chen, are there any vacant houses in the village? We won't stay for free; it's like I'm renting one from the village..."
According to the original owner's memories, there were two empty thatched huts at the very back of the village, near the foot of the mountain. So she asked about them. Since there were still many onlookers outside, Han Yiyi didn't want to make things difficult for the village chief, so she offered to rent them.
That thatched hut used to belong to Old Man Song from the village. Old Man Song had no children, and after he passed away, the house became empty. Everyone in the village had their own house, and since that house was dilapidated and located at the foot of the mountain, no one wanted to live there.
Upon hearing Han Yiyi's question, the village chief replied.
“There is a place at the foot of the mountain, which used to be Old Man Song’s house. However, no one has lived there for a long time, and the thatch on the roof must have rotted away. But if you really want to live there, I’ll have your brother Zhu take some thatch and repair it for you. As for the rent, you can give five copper coins to the village every month…”
Han Yiyi knew that the five coins were already a great favor to her. Although Uncle Chen was the village chief, the house did not belong to him alone. If he did not accept any money, he was worried that the villagers would have objections over time. So she quickly thanked him.
"Thank you, Uncle Chen..."
Han Yi carefully placed the two pieces of paper in her sleeve and went back into the house to pack the clothes for the mother and her two children. Looking at the package in her hand, she realized that the three of them only had four or five sets of clothes in total, and they were all patched on top of each other.
Looking at the clothes worn by Granny Fan and Fan Ting, although they weren't new, at least they weren't patched. Han Yiyi couldn't help but sigh, wondering what kind of life these three were living...
As Han Yiyi packed her clothes, Granny Fan followed her closely, afraid that Han Yiyi would take even a single needle or thread from their house.
As the three left the courtyard, Granny Fan spat in the direction they had gone.
"Pah! That unlucky thing is finally gone..." After cursing, he hurriedly went forward and tightly closed the fence gate.
He then turned around with a fawning expression, grabbed the hand of the woman next to Fan Ting, and led her into the house, saying as he went:
"Cuihua, come inside and rest quickly. It's hot outside, don't get sunburned. Are you thirsty? Sit down, let me pour you some tea to quench your thirst..."
However, as Fan's mother spoke, her gaze never left the gold hairpin in Ye Cuihua's hair.
Relying on the original owner's memories, Han Yiyi led the two children to the thatched hut at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the thatched hut in front of her, Han Yiyi was speechless.
Suddenly, she regretted her impulsive decision. Perhaps she shouldn't have brought both children with her. At least at the Fan family's house, the children wouldn't have had to worry about being exposed to the sun and rain...
The two houses in front of me had most of their thatched roofs gone, presumably due to lack of maintenance over a long period of time, washed away by the rain. A few scattered remnants still clung to the roofs, but they had turned black and now emitted a strong musty smell...
A hint of resentment flashed in Han Yi's eyes. She couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Other people who transmigrate are all rich young ladies or pampered princesses, how come I'm like this...?"
But when she looked down, she saw that the eyes of the two dolls clinging tightly to her clothes were shining, and Da Ya even asked in surprise.
"Mom, is this our home from now on? That's great! We won't have to live with Grandma and Dad anymore, so they won't beat us anymore..."
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