After the system ran, I took off with my family

Wan Dafu sneered: "As for your good daughter, tomorrow I will chop off her hair and send her to the temple to be a nun, so as not to ruin the reputation of the mansion."

"Dad!" Wan Xue widened her eyes and looked at Wan Dafu in disbelief. She couldn't believe that her father, who usually loved her, would say such a thing.

Seeing that Wan Dafu was serious and not joking, Wan Xue panicked and quickly knelt in front of Wan Dafu, crying and begging: "Dad, I was wrong. I don't want to be a nun. Please don't send me to the temple."

Unfortunately, Wan Dafu still had a stern face and didn't budge at all. Seeing this, she turned around and threw herself at Wu Mei's knees: "Mom, please help your daughter to beg dad. I don't want to be a aunt. Mom, save my daughter!"

Wu Mei felt distressed when she saw her daughter crying. Just as she was about to plead for mercy, she heard her husband say coldly, "If you don't send her away, Peng'er's marriage will be difficult. Think about it carefully."

Wan Dafu's words made Wu Mei's plea stuck in her throat. She was silent for a long while, and finally said nothing, but just looked at Wan Xue with an apologetic look in her eyes.

Seeing her silence, Wan Xue instantly realized that her loving mother had also given up on her. She fell to the ground heartbroken, lowered her head and cried silently.

At this time, Wan Peng came in late with a shaky step. When he entered the door, he saw the broken pieces of the teacup on the ground and his sister kneeling beside him crying. He was a little confused: "Dad, what happened? Why is my sister kneeling on the ground?"

Wan Dafu stared at his slightly wrinkled collar and dark eye sockets, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you know what happened?"

Wu Mei quickly winked at her son and walked forward to laugh: "Master, Peng'er must have been locked in the study studying hard, so he doesn't know what's going on outside."

"Ah... yes, that's right, Dad, your son has been in the study just now." Seeing that Wan Dafu's face was not right, Wan Peng hurriedly agreed.

Wan Dafu stared at him for a moment, his eyes full of disappointment, and finally, he sighed.

"Change your clothes and come with me to the county government office." After he said that, he left the flower hall.

"Mom, what happened?" Wan Dafu's look just now made Wan Peng feel a little uneasy, so he asked Wu Mei hurriedly.

Wu Mei told him everything in detail. Wan Peng was a little annoyed when he heard and saw Wan Xue on the ground: "Sister, why are you so useless?"

Seeing the blame in his eyes, Wan Xue became more and more angry, she cried and shouted: "Didn't you and Dad let me get close to him?

The day before yesterday, Lord Wu sent someone to warn Dad, and Dad turned around and blamed me for being useless, so I tried every way to get close to him.

You are also responsible for what happened today. Why do you put all the blame on me? You even want to send me to be a nun. How can you be so cruel? "

"You..." Wan Peng was left speechless by her questioning and left in anger.

Wu Mei sighed, pulled up Wan Xue who was kneeling on the ground, and tidied up her hair on both sides. She said earnestly: "Xue'er, mother knows that you feel wronged, but you shouldn't quarrel with your brother. When you get married in the future, your family will only be able to rely on your brother."

"Stop talking, stop being so hypocritical. In your eyes, your daughter is nothing but an object that can be discarded at any time when something goes wrong."

Wan Xue interrupted Wu Mei with her red and swollen eyes. The hatred in her eyes made Wu Mei frightened.

After a moment of silence, Wu Mei hugged her and said softly, "Xue'er, I'm sorry for you. Don't worry, when your father calms down, I will find a way to bring you back."

Wan Xue remained silent, with a calculating look in her eyes.

Wan Dafu did not dare to delay for a moment and hurried to the county government office with Wan Peng.

Unexpectedly, the people in the county government office ignored them and were unwilling to help him pass the message. In this way, the father and son waited in front of the county government office for more than an hour.

"Dad, let's go back." Wan Peng rubbed his sore legs and said in a low voice with a bitter face.

Wan Dafu looked at the yamen and felt a little annoyed. This Lord Wu was indeed young and hot-tempered, and acted so ruthlessly.

At the hour of You, the sun slowly climbed down, and the afterglow of the sunset dyed half of the sky red.

Lin Shuyan walked with Qingzhu in Jing'an Lane. The air was filled with the aroma of food wafting from the kitchens of the people living in the lane, and he quickened his pace.

After dinner, Lin Shuyan consciously returned to the study in the inner courtyard to do his homework, while Lin An, Li and Lin Shuyuan practiced calligraphy in the study in the front yard with frowns on their faces.

Lin Shuyue sat beside them, holding a travelogue titled "Red Maple Travels" and reading it.

This travelogue tells the story of a scholar named Li Hongfeng who set out from the capital and traveled to 180 prefectures of the Zhou Dynasty. The book briefly describes the specialties and customs of each state and prefecture. Lin Shuyue directly found the description of Sishui County and read it carefully.

Halfway through reading, a passage caught her attention. It read: On the first day of July, a man suddenly had an idea. He rushed to a remote seaside in Wan'an County late at night, found a huge rock shaped like a tiger, sat on it, and wanted to watch the sunrise.

At 11:00 a.m., the sun was rising slowly. Suddenly, I saw three boats in the sea going farther and farther away. Because the distance was too far, I could not see the figures of people on the boats clearly. But I knew very well that there were no villages near this sea area, so I was very surprised to see the boats.

Lin Shuyue looked at this text and fell into deep thought. Three ships appeared in an uninhabited sea? Was it a mirage or a person from another story?

"Xiao Ya, I have finished practicing two pieces of calligraphy."

Lin An's words interrupted Lin Shuyue's thoughts.

She put down the book and walked forward, looking at the words on the two pieces of rice paper on the desk and fell silent.

Seeing her father looking at her expectantly, she praised him sincerely, "Very good, very clearly written, Dad, keep working hard next time!"

When Lin An heard his daughter's praise, he tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that were curled up, and put his hands behind his back: "It seems that I still have talent."

After sending Lin An to rest, Lin Shuyuan gave her a thumbs up and said, "Sister, you are amazing. You can praise Dad's scribblings without batting an eyelid!"

When Li heard her son teasing Lin An, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "You and your father are the same. How dare you laugh like that?"

"Mom, brother, go back to sleep and continue practicing tomorrow night." More haste makes waste, and you can't rush practicing calligraphy.

At midnight, Lin Shuyue put on the Huanying hairpin, and her face instantly changed into that of an ordinary woman. She changed into a nightgown and left Jing'an Lane quietly.

In the garden of the east courtyard of the Wan Mansion, two servants were digging a hole in silence, waving their sticks.

After a cup of tea, one of the servants sat down on the ground with a red face and whispered, "Shunzi, I have asked my mother to ask the steward for help to see if she can be transferred to the outer courtyard."

The servant named Shunzi was stunned for a moment and said softly, "Very good." Then he put down the hoe in his hand, walked to the side, and dragged the rolled-up mat into the pit.

The servant sitting on the ground sighed, stood up to help, and threw the mat into the pit, which immediately fell apart, revealing the body of a child of eight or nine years old.

The boy held his breath and shoveled dirt into the pit. The dirt gradually covered the rag-like corpse.

The two of them were very fast and filled the hole in a short while, but the two servants were already in tears...