Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

Early in the morning.

Mianmian wakes up.

When I opened my eyes, I didn't see the sun. It felt like it was still early, so I closed my eyes and continued to sleep.

After two nights of sleep,

The sunlight filtered through the carved doors and windows and slowly moved to the bed before she got up.

Like the person who invented the word lazy.

Because then you can say that I am not successful just because I am too lazy.

Otherwise, if you fail to succeed despite your diligent efforts, you will be exposed.

After breakfast, I went to water my small vegetable garden seriously.

All the clothes I got were wet, and my feet were still muddy, so I changed another set of clothes.

My parents are not at home today.

Brother and sister are not at home either.

My aunt is not at home either.

Suddenly he was in charge.

Of course this is taken for granted.

There is also Brother Chong at home.

Brother Chong stared at her.

Zi Congheng received an order early in the morning to take good care of his sister.

Aunt Qin explained it again.

Uncle Jiang explained it again.

In fact, he felt that Mianmian was very obedient and there was no need to explain it repeatedly.

But the elders all explained it seriously.

And for the first time, let him take care of others.

In the past, I always listened to my father to tell others to take care of him.

He never imagined that one day he would become someone who takes care of others.

Finally I feel like I have grown up a little bit.

Zi Congheng had no friends in Beijing because he did not go out to socialize.

One is because of his special status, and the other is because of his special body.

His specialness is like a shackle, locking him up.

But in the Jiang family, no one seems to care about his identity.

Aunt Qin will take care of whether he eats well and wears well.

Uncle Jiang will care about what books he reads and whether he is in a good mood.

Mianmian will care whether he is in good health, happy or not.

In the morning, I saw that because I was so happy eating, the soup splashed all over my body and I changed my clothes. I had to personally participate in watering the vegetables. The mud and water splashed on my body and I changed my clothes. Mianmian had already changed into three clothes.

Walk up to Brother Chong.

Mianmian planned to take Brother Chong and the two of them to the Star Gazing Pavilion in the capital to deliver the letter.

I have been in Beijing for a few days.

Get things done.

When Zi Congheng heard Mianmian say that he was going to deliver a letter, he felt that it was a serious matter and he must do what he promised.

But when I saw a whole box of letters, it was more like a book than a letter.

I asked about the Star Gazing Pavilion along the way and walked towards the east of the city.

I also passed by my brother-in-law’s house.

Mianmian almost wanted to sneak in and see her two eldest nephews.

But it seems that this is not possible in Beijing. You can't just go to other people's homes.

This feels weird.

When we arrived at the Star Gazing Pavilion, we found that it was very close to the palace.

On the other side of the palace.

There is a door that is probably connected to the palace.

The Star Gazing Pavilion in Beijing is very majestic.

You can't just go in.

Even though he took out the token and said he was here to deliver a letter, he still waited for a while.

Then someone led them inside.

It was a young man who came.

His facial features are plain and serious.

But Fat Ya, Wei Biao and Heita were all blocked outside.

No entry allowed.

Looking at the people inside, they are dressed in white and look like they are cultivating immortals.

I am very worried that people from outside will come in and contaminate the inside.

If the stargazers in Jingzhou are like hard-working programmers, then the stargazers in Beijing are like senior scientists in white coats.

This place is inexplicably filled with a high-tech feel, and the decoration is very simple and neat.

Since he was not allowed to bring any followers, Mianmian followed him as he hugged the box of letters.

The two of them walked along and saw various instruments, which felt ancient and advanced.

Mianmian is a layman and doesn't understand.

Brother Chong looked at it very seriously, looking at everything.

Walking a little slowly.

The journey was quiet and mysterious.

It's like walking into a country in another dimension.

After walking for a long time, I heard voices.

Someone spoke.

I wonder if you will see people with spondylosis who are wearing white clothes and raising their heads together. It would feel like seeing a group of hanged ghosts floating in front of you.

It seemed like there was a smell of smoke.

kindness?

Does the smoke smell a bit fragrant?

Mianmian followed the young man who led the way. The young man walked a little briskly when he got here.

Wait until inside.

Found out they were holding a serious scientific event.

Use specular reflected light to obtain fire sources, use inorganic substances to cut organic substances, and then arrange and combine them in a specific order. Use fire to change the properties of substances, and then use them to solve the problem of energy deficiency.

In short, they were actually grilling meat.

Relying on mutton.

It smells amazing.

And seasonings.

A group of ancient stargazers wearing white robes are holding a large-scale ritual event and barbecue together.

No wonder they are not allowed to bring maid bodyguards.

Probably because I am worried that there will be too many people and not enough food...