Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

The next day.

Early in the morning, just after dawn, Dabao quietly got up and reached into a corner of the room to reach something in a mouse hole. He found something wrapped in oil paper.

Dabao breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened the oil paper. He was relieved to see that everything was intact.

I went out to find Zhou Rongrong. At this time, Zhou Rongrong was making lunch in the kitchen. Next to her was Jiang Pandi, who had gotten up even earlier. Rather than saying that she got up early, it would be better to say that she had not slept the whole night and kept her eyes open until dawn.

After all, how could anyone sleep after what happened last night?

Dabao waved at Zhou Rongrong at the door.

"Mother, this is your indenture."

Zhou Rongrong had never seen a contract of sale before, so she took it curiously. It was actually just a thin piece of paper with her complete handprint and the handprints of two other people on it.

Dabao explained to her.

"These two handprints, one is my father's, and the other is the chief clerk of the government office. Isn't the village chief going to the government office to hand over the documents for my cousin today? Mother, ask the village chief to destroy this indenture for you and take your own household registration."

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, only people with their own registered household registration could move around. For example, if you wanted to go to the county town, you had to bring your registered household registration with you. The soldiers guarding the gate would compare the people on the registered household registration to see if they matched. If they didn't match, the kind-hearted soldiers at the gate would drive you away. If they were in a bad mood, they would directly capture you and do hard labor.

People like Zhou Rongrong who only have a contract of sale but no household registration cannot move around freely. The most they can do is go to the town, but they cannot go anywhere far.

This is the household registration system in ancient times, which is quite complete, Zhou Rongrong asked.

"Then should I go with the village chief?"

Dabao answered doubtfully.

"Of course, my cousin's deed still needs your fingerprints."

"Alright alright."

As he spoke, Jiang Pandi had already served a bowl of fragrant rice porridge and placed it in front of Zhou Rongrong.

"Aunt, thank you so much for yesterday."

Zhou Rongrong was tired of hearing these words of thanks, mainly because this little girl kept saying thank you and expressing her loyalty when they were cooking together.

Zhou Rongrong didn't know what to say so she could only smile awkwardly. She took a sip of the porridge and thought it was really good. It was thick and fragrant, so she said to Jiang Pandi.

"How about changing your name? Why call you Pan Di? It sounds so ugly."

Jiang Pandi herself also felt that her name was ugly. Like Sibao, she didn't need to be called Zhaodi, but Pandi. This name was not her parents' love for her, but their expectation that the next child would not be a girl.

From the moment she was born, when her legs were spread apart to confirm her gender, her life was over, but now she has a new life.

He nodded quickly and said, "Thank you, thank you, Madam, you are the boss."

She felt that they were no longer relatives, she was a servant, and could no longer call her aunt.

Zhou Rongrong looked at her deeply, raised her hand and touched the top of her head, she just felt that this little girl was very pitiful. She had never thought like this before, including last night.

What she was actually thinking yesterday was that if she could save him, she would do so. If Jiang Lao Er really refused to give in, she would just let it go and was too lazy to care.

But looking at Jiang Pandi today, he was only one or two years older than Dabao, and at the age of ten, he didn't have an ounce of flesh on his body. Just with his exposed hands, Zhou Rongrong felt that if she used a little more force, she could crush him to pieces.

Looking at the clothes he was wearing, wow, they were men's clothes, picked up from his younger brother. Zhou Rongrong felt a little distressed when she saw them.

"The road ahead is long and arduous, I will search for it up and down. Let's call you Jiang Manman. We will also call you Manman from now on. What do you think of this name?"

Jiang Pandi, oh, no, now it’s Jiang Manman. Jiang Manman didn’t understand the meaning of this poem, so Dabao explained it to her.

"Cousin, this sentence means that the road ahead is long and far, and I will pursue my ideals up and down. It is a very good name."

Jiang Manman repeated it in her mind and nodded heavily.

"I like it, I like it, Jiang Manman, Madam, I like it."

Jiang Manman started crying as she spoke. Her emotions were a mess, but she was generally happy.

During the meal, Zhou Rongrong told the babies their cousin's new name. The babies all thought it was a good one. Sibao even promised that when he got home from school, he would teach his cousin to recognize words and play with her.

Jiang Manman felt very embarrassed. She was no longer a relative, but had sold herself into slavery. How could she play with her master?

"No, that's not necessary, Fourth Miss, I, I can just do the work."

Zhou Rongrong turned the chopsticks over and tapped her head.

"Don't call us that. We'll keep calling you the same as before. Thirty taels of silver. When you earn enough, you can redeem your son yourself. Okay, I don't have time to take you there today. Let your cousin drive you there."

Jiang Manman didn't react at all. This kind of intimate feeling was something she couldn't feel at home. She lowered her head and her eyes were red.

Zhou Rongrong told the children to be good and obedient, then left.

At the village chief's house, the village chief had just finished breakfast and was brushing his cattle at the door. When he saw Zhou Rongrong coming, he hurried to greet her.

"Old lady Rongrong is here, let's go."

Aunt Zhang said inside the house.

"Okay, come back early and take good care of Rongrong along the way."

When Zhou Rongrong and the village chief arrived at the town government office, the mayor Lin Daji had already started working. It was not difficult to handle these things and they were done quickly.

Lin Daji knew Zhou Rongrong, so he couldn't help but look at her several times. Zhou Rongrong noticed it and asked.

"Mayor, why are you looking at me?"

Lin Daji was a little embarrassed as he was caught.

"I heard that you are doing business with Boss Li and Doctor Zhao?"

Zhou Rongrong nodded: "Well, what's the matter?"

"Ah, there's nothing much to do."

Zhou Rongrong came out with her household registration, confused. This mayor was really weird.

It wasn't that Lin Daji was surprised. It was Lin Daji himself who felt that the county magistrate had specifically told him to take good care of Zhou Rongrong from Dashan Village. He found it strange. This person had just changed her slave status to that of a good citizen. What was there to take care of a slave woman?

Then Zhou Rongrong took the village chief to visit Boss Li, the God of Wealth. They went to visit him with the village chief to make themselves familiar with him.

Boss Li pulled Zhou Rongrong aside and whispered.

"Rongrong, the person you saved is gone. Oh, thank you so much. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me. Also, your pills are selling so well. You should make more. Making money is important."

Zhou Rongrong: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will definitely do more and make money. Make a lot of money."

The three of them chatted for a while, and it was time for lunch. Boss Li insisted that the two of them stay to eat together, and Zhou Rongrong didn't refuse, so she took the village chief to have a good meal at Yunwei House.

The two of them had full stomachs, and when they left, Boss Li gave each of them a portion of pastry. Zhou Rongrong ate and took everything at the same time. But the village chief felt very embarrassed.

Zhou Rongrong said, "Take it, take it. Boss Li has made a lot of money from me."

Zhou Rongrong was also aware of the market price of Ma Fei San. It was said that a bottle of three small packages of Ma Fei San cost one or two taels of silver. That was simply several times the profit. Wasn't it a huge fortune?

Boss Li chuckled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened a little, and he said embarrassedly.

"Rongrong is right. Hehe, take it, come back for dinner. I won't charge you."

The village chief couldn't help but ask as they were on their way home.

"Rongrong, what kind of business are you doing? Why did Boss Li say he made a lot of money from you?"

The main reason was that his wife was too tight-lipped. She wouldn't say anything when asked. When asked, she just told him to pay a fine of one hundred taels first.

Zhou Rongrong smiled mysteriously, "Village Chief, please don't ask me. I don't just do business with Boss Li. I'm also a member of the military. If it gets leaked, I can't guarantee what will happen."

When the village chief heard this, he shut up and continued on his way. Zhou Rongrong also took the opportunity to catch up on his sleep like a chicken pecking at rice.

When I got to the village entrance, I saw a lot of people. Aren't they going to work in the fields? What are they doing here?