A woman in a country has no household registration information before she gets married, and the only identity certificate is only the family tree or genealogy, and only after marriage does her husband's surname appear in the household registration book of her husband's family. Although Chen Yuehe was so sick that she was confused, she still remembered that Chen Laohan personally crossed out her name on her family tree, but the Huang family did not accept her, that is to say, she, Qiao Lan, is now a nameless and diviless outcast, and in layman's terms, it is the so-called black household.

If you don't have an identity, you can't do a road guide, and if you don't have a road guide, you can't go anywhere, unless Qiao Lan decides to stay in Qingshan Village from now on, and even Wuli Town will have to come less. If you don't have an identity, you can't do business, you can't do scientific research, you can't be an official, okay, these may have nothing to do with Qiao Lan, but the carefree life she thinks about is definitely just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water. It's okay when you're poor and white, but after you have a little wealth, you are very likely to become targeted by some jackals, take what you want, and even devour it, and at that time, Qiao Lan, as a black household, can't complain, let alone resist.

Qiao Lan lay on the table, feeling that the road ahead was dark, and she was bored to do anything: how could this be, Heihu, such a serious problem. Ahh

Outside the teahouse, a young man who looked like a servant who had just been kicked out walked to a gorgeous carriage parked on the side of the street with a look of disgrief, and he was a little apprehensive that he had not received the snacks that his master had ordered to get them. An old man in front of the carriage watched the man being driven out, and he clearly instructed him not to cause trouble, so he allowed him to go and get snacks.

The old man stepped forward and knocked the man a few words. The man knew that he was wrong, and lowered his head to admit his mistake, but when the old man said that he was "making trouble", he was not angry - he didn't cause trouble at all, it was someone else who caused trouble, so he couldn't help but reason with the old man for a few words, and the old man's beard was blown up. The old man was thinking about running in person, when an extremely cold voice came from inside the carriage: "Steward Tong, go back!"

"Young master, if you wait a little longer, I'll go over and get it back. ”

The owner of the voice of "Go back !!" was obviously impatient, and only threw out two words stiffly.

"Yes!"

The old man, known as Steward Tong, glared at the young man fiercely, then ignored him, jumped on the wheel and motioned to the coachman to drive, and the young man couldn't get into the car for a while, so he could only run with the carriage humming.

When the carriage ran past the Fengyuan Teahouse, an accident happened, and a book fell from the sky. The man who was running on the side of the carriage watched the book fall from the window on the second floor of the teahouse in a beautiful parabola, not to mention that the book was not going to fall on the carriage in the first place (no, Steward Tong also saw it but didn't plan to pay attention to it), even if it fell on the carriage, it couldn't shake the heavy body of the car in the slightest, he didn't expect so much for a while, he must have shot when it was time to shoot, a few strides forward, stretched out his hand to copy, theoretically, he would be very handsome to intercept the "hidden weapon" with one hand, but ...... Well, he missed, the book was hit by the man's hand, and he changed the landing position gorgeously and flew to the carriage, and the housekeeper Tong was shocked and reached out to intercept the book, but ...... Well, he missed, too, and the book slammed open the false compartment door with unmistakable accuracy......

In the carriage, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, between the juvenile and the adult, sat in the car, he was dressed in white and snowy, with a handsome face, but the charm was too cold, and there was a little less anger. It's just that this fairy-like figure is exuding a chilling chill at the moment. Anyone who is not in a good mood will be hit by a book from the sky and will go crazy.

Feng Qixiang is generally not crazy, he will only demonize.

The carriage had stopped because of the book's sudden "visit". The demonized Feng Qixiang picked up the book that smashed on him impartially, and looked coldly at the side of the car standing on the edge of the car with a frustrated face, and from time to time peeked at his entourage, Zhou Changle.

"I am a book, my book!" With a crisp female voice, a young girl in the prime of her life came to the carriage, and the hat on her head was also crooked, and it was obvious that she had hurried out of the teahouse.

Feng Qixiang has been recruiting peach blossoms since he was a child, and when he grows up, every time he goes out, he will encounter some strange "encounters", such as a falling exquisite handkerchief, a woman who was molested by bullies, a daughter who fell into the water, and so on.

Poor Qiao Lan just wanted to get back the one that she accidentally threw out of the window when she was crazy, and it cost a whole five taels of silver, and she hadn't studied it thoroughly...... Uh, no, Qiao Lan at this moment is already stupid, she was hooked by the fairy-like handsome son, and looked at each other in a daze and didn't know: Is this a man or a woman? It's so good and bad, it's good and evil, it's so wicked, isn't it just like that...... Wait, wait, just now there were people in the teahouse gossiping that a certain son broke his leg while riding a horse, and would rather let his subordinates carry him away than take the carriage, thinking it was too girly, and many people echoed and praised it. The world has a prejudice against men riding in horse-drawn carriages...... So a woman dressed as a man......

Steward Tong had already dealt with the wild bees and butterflies besieging his young master, if the young master turned around and returned to the carriage, then it was time for him to deal with it, but at this time, his young master looked at Qiao Lan expressionlessly, obviously to deal with it personally. Feng Qixiang really wanted to see if the worst peach blossom in history had any fresh moves to attract his attention.

Qiao Lan was coldly looked at by the imaginary beauty, and her brain twitched, "This young lady ......"

As soon as Qiao Lan's words fell, she tore and pulled, and the books in Feng Qixiang's hands became "two". As half of the book slammed on her toes, the door of the carriage slammed shut.

Qiao Lan picked up half of the book on the ground, watched the carriage move again, and followed a few steps without giving up. "Can you change it, I want the second half of the book. ”

The carriage was gone, leaving Qiao Lan alone in the dust and coughing.

Hearing Qiao Lan say that he wanted the second half of the book, Feng Qixiang was inevitably a little surprised, after all, Qiao Lan really didn't look like someone who could read and write, and most of the literate ladies also read "The Female Ring", and those who had leisure and leisure would read the miscellaneous notes of interesting and strange talks, but "The Law of the Country" ...... He had read a lot of books, but never seriously read this one. He thought that the book belonged to someone else, and that he had torn it up to make it difficult for her to explain to others.

Qiao Lan is indeed difficult to explain, and it is difficult for her to explain her purse. made a big show and risked his life to get thirty taels of silver. When she bought the book, she bought it with the pain of digging out her heart, and she had just studied the first half in the teahouse, and the second half had only been flipped through, and she hadn't had time to read it carefully.

Depressed, Qiao Lan slowly walked to the market and picked a small stall at random. The stall owner was a plump middle-aged woman with a bright smile and a warm receptionist, but Qiao Lan was very irritable and didn't have time to cooperate with her courtesy.

"Girl, the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, if you want to open a point, there is no hurdle that you can't pass, and when you look back after a while, the hurdle in front of you is just as high as a small mound, and you can lift your feet and pass. Like my aunt, I was kicked out by my husband's family, and I took my daughter who was less than a month old, penniless, and there was no one in my mother's family, so I saw that there was no way to live, and now it is not good. ”

"You were kicked out, uh, how do you count that household registration?" Qiao Lan looked at the woman and could see that the other party was having a good life.

"Hey, just go to the household register and set up a female household. I'm the head of the household now. When Aunt Ji was the head of the household, she was filled with a sense of pleasure and pride of "finally turning over and becoming the master".

Qiao Lan's mind swept away the haze, her ears and eyes became clear, she remembered that there was an entry in the "Law of the Kingdom" about establishing a female household, but it was only recorded in the second half of the book that was forced out before she had time to study. Qiao Lan couldn't help but scold that bastard with a demonic appearance and a twisted personality in her heart again. She is a person who cherishes books very much, so Feng Qixiang, who tore up the book and took the second half of her "Law of the Kingdom", has been labeled as a "bad person" by her.

Qiao Lan took advantage of the cold business of the snack stall to ask Aunt Ji about the establishment of a female household. Although Aunt Ji talks a lot, she will not get to the bottom of other people's affairs, and she explained that Qiao Lan was out of motherhood, and she sighed at a young age. She told Qiao Lan everything she knew about setting up a female household, she didn't think that Qiao Lan wanted to set up a female household for herself, after all, setting up a female household was a last resort for a woman to survive after she had no father and no children, and it was really a helpless move.

Most of the women who set up a female household are hopeless to remarry, and there is no lower cousin wife or widow to rely on, and they have never heard of Yunying's unmarried women who set up a female household, first of all, it is not necessary, and then there will be an impact on marriage. The world is prejudiced, women should be dependent on men to live, marry and obey their husbands, and husbands die from their sons, and only when they are desperate can they stand on their own. The fact that an unmarried woman is set up as a woman is tantamount to pouring dirty water on herself, and that she is bold enough to stand on her own and break away from the man's life, which shows that this woman is very restless, and what man dares to marry such a woman.

Hearing Aunt Ji say that she wanted to get the documents written by Li Zheng and go to the county government to find the household registration master book to handle it, Qiao Lan had already calculated what gift to bring to see Li Zheng, who forgot his righteousness for profit and always fell to the benefit for the first time, a pot of wine and pork was enough, and a total of several hundred dollars, but the household registration master book didn't know how to deal with it. Everywhere is a very important link. Chatting again, Qiao Lan was pleased to know that the main household registration book was called Ji Tong, who was a fellow villager of Aunt Ji, and had received the favor of Aunt Ji's biological mother.

Thanks to Aunt Ji, Qiao Lan left the snack stall happily, she wanted to take a good look around Wuli Town, buy some food and clothing, she also planned to settle in Wuli Town, and it was also on her itinerary to inquire about the rental and sale of houses in Yaxing. After planning for a while, Qiao Lan began her sweeping plan.