lt;The Pocket Dimens

At this time, the grand house of the Yan family, built with blue bricks and covered in red tiles, was filled with the aroma of cooking. Smoke rose from its kitchen chimneys as two maidservants and a matron bustled about preparing meals for their masters.,"The Yan family is so wealthy, why don't they give the widow and orphans of the third branch a good life They live in that dilapidated straw hut at the end of the village. In summer, they don't avoid the sun, and in winter, they don't avoid the snow. It's really pitiful to look at.",This Zhong woman married the third uncle of the Yan family, Yan Bo Wen. Her first three births were all daughters, which angered the patriarch Yan Bo Xian and his wife, Jiang Ying Yue, who favored sons over daughters. Finally, their fourth child was a boy. The child was handsome, but unfortunately, there was a drop of crimson tear mole at the corner of his right eye. The elders considered him an ill-omened person. Before the fourth son was even a year old, his uncle Yan Bo Wen died. The grandfather and grandmother were even more convinced that Zhong's widowhood and orphanhood were misfortunes, driving the widowed mother and her child out of the Yan family mansion.。