Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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The ants retreated like a tide.

Jiang Mianmian also stopped crying.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away her father's tears.

"Dad, don't cry, huh huh."

Jiang Mianmian's eyes were red, but she couldn't help but comfort the man in front of her.

He has a pretty face.

The skull is very well-proportioned and beautiful.

In fact, she also has many minor problems. She is picky about food, may be timid and afraid of the dark, loves to pretend, loves to lie, and may be a very good-looking super green tea, but he is her father.

He will also cry and be sad.

Jiang Changtian smiled.

I smiled through my tears.

Jiang Mianmian, who has good hearing, is a little tired.

Probably because she had just given birth, she listened to the corner of the bed every day and developed her hearing to the extreme. As a result, she actually heard her father and brother's conversation from so far away.

Although she spoke very softly, she still listened.

Although she said the painting was very outrageous, she felt that with her aunt's intelligence, she would discover it sooner or later, so it would be better to let her figure it out on her own earlier.

But I didn't expect that it would lead to so many secrets.

I almost sent my aunt away.

Jiang Mianmian feels a little guilty. Let's add some ingredients to her aunt's tea tonight.

She thought that if she had not traveled through time, she would be who her brother said she was.

A baby with no chance of growing up.

Thinking about it, it still makes me sad.

Today's sunset is as red as blood, and it's suffocating to see.

The mountains in the distance look like monsters, which is scary.

Even the evening breeze blowing gently on my face was like a ghost's hand, making me feel uncomfortable.

Emotions can really influence a person. When you are happy, you will feel good luck even if you see a piece of shit.

When you are sad, even a flower looks poisonous.

Jiang Mianmian looked very wilted when eating dinner.

Aunt Yin was so frightened that her heart stopped, and she felt as if she had really stopped breathing for a few moments. But before this little thing even scolded her, she fainted first.

It made it difficult for Aunt Yin to criticize her.

He also had to feed her and make her happy. I must have owed it to their family in my previous life, and I owed it to Dafa.

Jiang Mianmian found that her father and brother had dinner together with normal faces.

He looked happy and happy.

Can't see any changes.

After eating, my dad said he had to work overtime.

My brother also followed.

Jiang Mianmian didn't know what the rebels did every day, and she couldn't get in touch with them anyway.

My feeling at home is that the family is slowly getting bigger, life is getting better, and the family is slowly changing from a purely proletarian family to a somewhat petty bourgeois family.

There is a car (two horses, carriage.)

There is a servant (Tutor Yin Gu.)

Own a house (self-built house, the house is gradually getting bigger.)

There are deposits (My mother-in-law has almost dug out several rooms and halls in the cellar, and I guess there are treasures hidden there.)

Qin Luoxia noticed the mood changes of her husband and Brother Feng, and thought it was just something, so she didn't ask much.

It seems that Aunt Yin is still energetic and can take care of Mianmian, so there is no problem.

Qin Luoxia breathed a sigh of relief. She was very afraid that something would happen. This year felt like a picked-up year. Life was so good. Sometimes she was a little worried that she was dreaming, and she would pinch herself from time to time.

Jiang Yu didn't know what was going on, but he just felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Auntie, are you okay? Why did you faint just now? Are you too tired to take care of Mianmian? Otherwise, let Mianmian sleep with me and I will take care of her."

Taking care of both your sisters is tiring, and it’s not just her fault, it’s your fault too.

Yin Gu rubbed her brows tiredly and said, "Nothing, just have a night's rest."

It's better for the two girls to be separated. Although the eldest girl is a little stupid sometimes, she is a normal person and easy to teach.

It’s hard to describe this little girl’s feeling. Don’t cross-infect each other.

When she returned to the house at night, Aunt Yin helped Mianmian wash her feet and wipe her toes clean. She changed her clothes for sleeping, put her hair down and combed her teeth, and brushed her teeth as she requested. Poke holes in the wood, and then go through the horse's mane one by one, a small brush with fine and dense bristles, specially used for brushing teeth.

Anyway, there is a whole process to serve this little ancestor to bed, which is more complicated than the master in the palace.

After washing, she had to massage her belly, calves, and arms. She looked like she was enjoying it calmly and felt super at ease.

It's a good thing that you came here, otherwise how can such a difficult person live?

In the house, she can come up with new tricks for everything from brushing her teeth, combing her hair, dressing her feet, sleeping clothes, to the lid of the bucket for pooping, just for comfort.

She knew that she would never be free in this life.

Not that kind of fate.

After serving the little ancestor, I can't even straighten my waist.

Then he watched the little ancestor staggeringly bring a glass of water, wearing special pajamas, with smooth hair, fragrant teeth, and white hands.

"Auntie, drink water, you have worked hard."

Heart melted.

My old waist no longer hurts.

Yin Gu took the water glass and drank it in one breath.

He also praised: "It's so sweet, thank you Mianmian."

It's really sweet. When the little ancestor is not tired, he is so considerate.

Aunt Yin, who had no biological children and was unable to have children due to illness in the palace, had a particularly different emotion towards children.

She liked and feared them, thinking that she would hate children because she had seen children being cruel and selfish.

After she actually couldn't get out of this courtyard, she didn't try again. It didn't mean that she really couldn't escape.

But that morning, the little girl's smile was too sweet.

She fell asleep next to her, in her arms.

She had no defense against her.

She kissed her.

She shouted sweetly, "auntie, auntie, auntie", like a little duck quacking, she kept shouting, she could quack dozens of times a day.

After praising the child, Aunt Yin took a deep breath before carefully mentioning today's painting.

She was worried that she would pass out, so she started chatting while leaning on the bed.

Jiang Mianmian sat on the bed like a good baby, with bare feet and socks on. She couldn't sleep.

The feet are white and raw.

"Why did Mianmian paint something like that?" Aunt Yin asked cautiously.

"I want to paint."

"When did you meet?"

"do not know."

"Can you still draw it next time?"

Jiang Mianmian nodded, okay, she got an A in this class, it was a rare class that didn't hold her back.

She can draw the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, and she can also draw them very three-dimensionally.

"Then what's the purpose of painting this?" Apart from scaring people, Aunt Yin asked with some confusion.

Jiang Mianmian answered seriously: "It can cure the disease. Zi Xiaochong said that he has a head disease, which means there is something growing in his head. He can just cut it off and it will be cured."

Yin Gu:......

She knew Zi Xiaochong was Young Master Zi.

It seems that I have heard that Young Master Zi is ill.

But no one has ever been so whimsical as to cut his head open. Wouldn’t that mean he would be dead?

Can the head be closed after being cut open?

Yin Gu felt that the problem was a bit complicated and it was necessary to communicate with Zi Shuai.

She held the little girl in her arms and comforted her: "You can't just draw it for others to see. Others will be afraid. We are afraid of unknown things. If we can't find the answer, we will think about eliminating the trouble and the trouble will not exist." "

Jiang Mianmian nodded with bulging cheeks.

It means being taught.

But not happy.

That night, Aunt Yin fell asleep holding Mianmian in her arms.

That night, Jiang Changtian returned to the messy little house where he once worked, looking at the scratches on the window sill and the door through the window.

There is another door facing the door.

That door is the Jiang family.

He no longer wanted to explore his life experience.

As long as he wasn't Mrs. Jiang's child, he didn't want to know who it was.

It doesn't matter, as long as his family is doing well.

But I thought of the tragic life Feng'er said.

He couldn't breathe.

It just felt like my heart was being dug out.

It would be more painful than letting him die thousands of times.

Not enough, he didn't do enough, far from enough.

This time, he knocked on Jiang's door again.

Not kneeling outside like a dog praying for the door to open.

He kicked the door open.

Behind him, Jiang Feng was wearing armor, holding a long sword and wearing a mask. He led the same group of people. There were not many, only fifty elites.

Jiang Feng personally trained and selected the people, and Jiang Feng always felt that food or water at home might be better. Those who performed well would be rewarded with mysterious powerful pills, which were actually ordinary pills made from wild onions and wild vegetables at home and some common medicinal materials.

But those people were very enthusiastic after eating it, thinking that they had really taken the magic medicine.

People today believe in fairy medicine, because the current emperor is the biggest believer.

These 50 people obeyed orders and were trained by Jiang Feng, and from time to time they were brainwashed and beguiled by Jiang Changtian.

Be loyal.

That night, darkness filled Jiang Mansion.

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