Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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The sunset travels thousands of miles, but the morning glow never leaves home.

In the morning, the sky is full of glow.

The glow dissipates and the white clouds gather.

The mountains are filled with white mist.

The white mist thickened and turned into raindrops.

It's raining.

Sitting in the cave and listening to the rain.

Crash, rustle, ding-dong, ding-dong.

Like a symphony.

It is said that the reason why listening to the sound of rain makes it easier to fall asleep is because our ancestors lived in caves and knew they were safe when they heard the sound of rain. When it rained heavily, wild animals would not attack, so they could sleep peacefully.

This gene has been passed down to modern times. Although there is no need to fear attacks from wild beasts, sleeping on rainy days is still sweeter.

The cave where a fire had been burning all night was not that humid.

Jiang Yu is washing rice.

When my sister was washing rice, Jiang Mianmian was naughty and secretly added Lingquan water.

Dad fell down twice last night. Please add some spiritual spring water. Dad, come on.

Grandma went to dig wild vegetables last night. It was very hard. Please add some Lingquan water to cheer up Grandma.

Brother, I practiced swordplay for half the night last night. It was very hard. Please add some spiritual spring water. Come on, brother.

My sister talked a lot in her sleep last night and told me the names of many dishes. It was so hard. Please add some spiritual spring water. Come on, sister.

She also had to work hard. She felt that she could stand up by holding on to the wall if she continued to climb. She also had to work hard.

Jiang Mian cotton wadding is very serious about adding Lingquan water.

In the eyes of the family, little Mianmian is sitting softly and cross-legged next to a clay pot with her hairy hair, her little chubby hands are playing with the water, and her hands have reached into the clay pot, and she is mumbling something, she looks so serious, and she is so cute. .

Jiang Yu asked: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Mianmian said seriously: "Come on."

Jiang Yu couldn't help but kiss her sister's little face and pulled her hand out of the pottery pot.

"Fool. There is no oil. Oil is precious. This is fine grain. Fine grain is delicious without adding oil."

There was no water source in the cave. Auntie brought the water. Although Jiang Yu had soaked her little sister's hands, she didn't pour the water and put it on the fire to cook.

Jiang Yu stewed the rice and felt happy at the thought of being able to eat fine grains again. If she could eat fine grains every day while fleeing, then she would want to flee every day.

Qin Luoxia dug out the pickled wild vegetables she brought, which she made after the conditions were good. With salt, she turned the wild grass into pickled vegetables that were good for rice.

There were wild onions in it that were rotten and slimy.

Jiang Mianmian felt that what Aniang made looked a bit like natto, and she couldn't understand what it was. She had never eaten it before, and she hadn't had her turn with this recipe yet.

The family had a delicious breakfast.

Jiang Feng, Jiang Yu and Qin Luoxia both think that fine food is delicious.

Pickles with salt are definitely delicious too.

Jiang Changtian feels that as long as he is with his family, everything he eats tastes good.

Jiang Mianmian slowly pounded the wooden spoon and poured spoonfuls into her mouth. Occasionally, a little bit of rice would fall out, while Jiang Xiaoshu squatted on the ground.

Jiang Xiaoshu immediately ate the rice dregs that fell and swept them up cleanly.

Of course, if there are small insects close to Mianmian, it will eat them quickly.

This is why Jiang Mianmian was not harassed by mosquitoes even though she was in the wild, and her white and tender skin was not bitten at all.

There is no such thing as peaceful time when running away, but there is an army of ants carrying the burden for her.

Especially when it rains, centipedes and poisonous insects try to crawl in, but they are all carried away by the ants at the entrance of the cave.

The cave is clean so that Mianmian can crawl around.

After breakfast.

The heavy rain outside the cave turned into light rain.

Birds chirping, insects chirping, water dripping, everything is full of life.

The people hiding in the mountains walked cautiously towards the village.

In the twelfth month of winter, hiding in the mountains without food or water will kill people.

People always miss home. Even if home is just a thatched house, it is still home. No matter where you are, you will miss the smell of home.

Light rain and drizzle.

The spider webs on the road are heavy and dotted with crystal water drops.

Jiang Mianmian's family also packed up and headed to the village.

Jiang Mianmian felt very far away at night, but when walking during the day, she felt as if she had arrived very quickly.

Along the way, I saw tall trees and dense woods, and the environment was really nice.

Maybe it's from her baby's perspective that everything she looks at feels extraordinarily tall.

It felt like her face was slowly getting wet, and she wondered if she was walking in the fog.

The woods and vegetation were wet and the road was slippery. After walking for a while, the adults’ trouser legs became wet.

Dad was on horseback, Jiang Mianmian was on grandma's back, and Jiang Yu and Jiang Feng walked by themselves.

The group of people walked through the dense forest. After walking for a while, the trees gradually became sparse and they were almost reaching the village.

In the forest near the village, people come every day, and the weeds don't grow very much.

When Jiang Mianmian and her family were approaching home, they saw many people surrounding the door of their home.

None of them entered the house, because there were a lot of ants surrounding the door of Jiang Laoer's house. They were so densely packed that they were crawling on the lintel.

The ancients were superstitious and would not easily touch a state that they did not understand.

The leader squatting at the door was the old fifth uncle who talked to Jiang Changtian at the entrance of the village that day.

Uncle Lao Wu watched Jiang Lao Er's family of five come out of the mountain, and saw Jiang Lao Er sitting on the white horse. From a distance, he looked like a legendary immortal.

The one walking in the front was the strong and tall Feng Tama, who was carrying a hoe and holding a fat baby in his arms.

Jiang Laoer rode behind on a white horse, with a fair face and long flowing hair.

Behind him is Sister Yu, who is beating and beating with a wooden stick.

The last one to go was Brother Feng, who was carrying a load. They fled into the mountains and even dug a handful of wild vegetables, so they could make a living.

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