Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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It's slightly cold today.

But no frost.

It's definitely going to be a warm winter this year.

Mianmian wore a white skirt early in the morning with a warm suit underneath.

There is a cotton skirt outside.

I have to dress up today because I have to go out today.

I miss my aunt, she should be back after my sister finishes hosting the 100-day banquet.

Qin Luoxia also tidied up a little today.

She doesn't like to wear white and doesn't tolerate getting dirty, but she wore white today.

Today, Aniang will take Brother Cong and her to the temple to perform rituals.

Mianmian guessed that her father had not told her mother about Brother Cong’s true identity.

Because I went to the temple today to perform a ritual for Brother Cong’s father.

According to the rules in the village, after death, especially a sudden death, it is not the kind of death that ends in a normal life. It is best for the deceased to go to the temple to perform a ritual ceremony so that the deceased can rest in peace.

Qin Luoxia felt that the first time she went to worship in front of the cemetery, the incense suddenly fell down. She always felt that her elder brother had some unfulfilled wishes, so she thought she should go to the temple to do a ritual.

Jiang Changtian will agree to whatever she wants to do.

Anyway, it is Xia Mei who decides on matters at home.

So the family packed up and went to the temple early in the morning.

I chose the more famous temple, Tai'a Temple.

Tai'a Temple is one of the more famous temples in the capital. It is said to have a beautiful view and is very efficacious. It has a good reputation. Officials and their families like to go there, and it is not too far away.

Mianmian knew that her father had been upgraded to the fourth level, but she originally thought it was not too high.

But I recalled it.

In modern times, department-level officials are very good. There is a saying that department-level officials are not only determined by hard work but also by family background. The senior person in the unit is the big boss. But converted to ancient times, the department level was a seventh-grade sesame official.

The department level here is ninth grade. Thinking about it this way, fourth grade is already awesome.

You can let go of being a little arrogant.

We rode a carriage all the way there, and Mianmian was very leisurely sitting in the carriage watching the scenery and eating snacks.

Sometimes I look out the window and I see that it is basically clean, and I feel that Beijing is pretty good overall.

Gratitude is worn here.

If you live in medieval Europe, you must learn to wear high heels now, because you are worried about stepping on shit, and you must also wear a big lolo-style skirt with a large hem. When you want to pee, you can just put a basin into the skirt and you can solve it on the spot. We can still talk and laugh happily.

You also have to wear a wig, because people who live in buildings on the roadside will casually dump urine and feces from upstairs.

They also have to apply lead powder on their faces to make them whiter.

This seems to be popular here and is also painted.

The last time she saw the whitening lead powder someone gave her grandma, she was shocked. The nobles here are prone to dystocia, which may be related to the use of these things, which are a bit harmful to the body.

Along the way, I looked at the houses with red tiles and yellow walls, the bluestone roads, and the advertising flags blown by the wind. Naturally, it was a painting, and Mianmian looked at it quite seriously.

Zi Congheng looked outside and saw that the house was retreating, as if he was running.

Looking at the opposite side, Jiang Xiaogui didn't know what was thinking in his mind. It was rare to be quiet for a while, which was a bit nice.

Suddenly Mianmian made a face at him.

Startled.

Watching her put her hands into her mouth, pull her mouth apart, stick out her tongue, and roll her eyes...

Zi twitched his cheek: "Don't come over."

He took out the handkerchief and handed it to her to wipe her hands.

Jiang Mianmian laughed loudly, hurting the enemy a thousand times and damaging herself a thousand times, and the corner of her mouth hurt a little.

There followed another long period of silence.

Mianmian pulled out a book placed on the carriage. This book is very popular recently.

I was flipping through it and saw an article: Officials cannot hit other officials in the face without reason...

The regulations are very specific.

Is it okay to slap the stomach, or is it okay to slap the head?

Officials cannot defecate in the quilt...

this……

The details were so specific. She handed them to Brother Chong.

Zi Congheng gave it an expressionless look and returned it to her.

Why can Jiang Xiaogui discover so many weird things in one day...

Cheeks twitch slightly.

Watching her watch such a boring thing makes her feel silly and happy.

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It was originally a very difficult journey.

It’s probably a path that makes me sad just thinking about it.

But it doesn't seem so sad anymore.

I couldn't laugh or cry all the way, my sadness was broken into pieces, fell under the wheels of the car, and was rolled away.

Arrive at the temple.

Qin Luoxia took her two children to the monk and asked for a Buddhist priest.

Mianmian found that Tai'a Temple was very advanced, similar to temples seen in modern times. It had a special reception room and monks who specialized in reception.

Very professional.

Free incense is provided, and there is no compulsion to charge money. You can pay according to your mood.

Generally, those who come to the temple to burn incense will be given more or less.

There are several main halls.

Each hall has a different Bodhisattva.

It's so golden and resplendent that you can see it outside without going in.

Like a world surrounded by gods and Buddhas.

Gods and Buddhas are everywhere, overlooking you.

Make you become serious unconsciously.

Mianmian believes in socialism, receives nine years of compulsory education, and is not afraid of ghosts and gods.

But do as the Romans do, and do whatever they want wherever you go.

Grandma and the monk discussed religious matters seriously.

Brother Chong also listened carefully.

Mianmian took Fat Ya and exited.

Wander around the temple.

There always seem to be many towering old trees growing in the temple, and the environment feels very quiet.

As Mianmian walked, according to the law, she would meet people around the corner.

(Because the author really couldn’t make up the plot, he had to introduce it bluntly.)

The weather is quite good today. Although it is cold, there is sunshine and it is not too cold.

There is a pavilion at the corner of the corridor of the ancient temple. An old lady with white hair is sitting there, her head lowered, actually stringing beads.

The old lady was wearing a gray robe with a white base underneath, gray and white.

The hair is not completely white, there is still some black, mixed with white, and the overall look is gray.

Lowering my head and stringing the beads, I felt very beautiful and gentle.

His face and head were wrapped in cloth, and his head was half covered, so he could see his gray hair and feel his age.

The wrapped head looks like a peasant woman. Jingzhou peasant women will wrap their hair, neck and face in winter, leaving only a pair of eyes.

The old lady in front of me is similar.

But I also think she looks good just sitting there.

Even if she is an old lady, she is still a pampered old lady.

Mianmian looked around and saw that there was no sign saying no entry, so she went in.

The old lady who was stringing beads heard the noise, looked up and saw the person coming.

stunned.

The girl was dressed in white and walked towards her without making any sound.

The sun shines on her face.

Like her when she was young.

So beautiful, so arrogant, so unscrupulous and carefree.

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