Ancient natural disasters: The whole family traveled through time and was almost wiped out

Chapter 192

Jiang Xiubai's grandmother's home is relatively remote, deep in the mountains. It takes three hours to walk there from Jiangjia Village. It is snowing heavily now, so even with a car, it won't be much faster. At most, people won't have to be exposed to the cold wind all the time. When Jiang Xiubai arrived, his fingers were stiff from the cold, his face turned blue, and his butt was numb from sitting for so long.

The day before yesterday, Jiang Yipei asked someone to pick him up. It took four hours to drive from the county town to his grandmother's house. It was already dark when they arrived. For safety reasons, Jiang Xiubai had to ask the driver to stay with him for one night before leaving.

The next day, they set out at daybreak. The original plan was to arrive at three or four in the afternoon, but Jiang Xiubai had to go to the bathroom as he had to. If it was a small one, he could just stand next to the car and do it, but he was embarrassed to drive a big one, so he walked a little further away.

This time, I almost couldn’t come back.

The place where he was squatting suddenly collapsed. He tried desperately to save himself and grab something to steady himself, but it was all in vain and he finally rolled down the hillside.

The butt was not wiped and the pants were not pulled up.

If Jiang Xiubai hadn't fainted, he would have died.

Finally, Liu felt that Jiang Xiubai had been gone for too long, so she asked Jiang Yida to go look for him. It took them quarter of an hour to find him. He had turned pale blue from the cold, and most importantly, his body was covered in black and yellow dirt, which showed how terrible his condition was.

After all, they were his biological parents, and they lovingly changed him into clean clothes. One of them held him in his arms, while the other rubbed his body and hands. The driver outside drove the cart as fast as he could to the county government office.

But there was a landslide ahead and the mule cart could not pass. After they found a way to get through, it was dark again. They could only find a village nearby to live in. However, the weakling Jiang Xiubai started to have a fever.

He was delirious with fever and kept muttering, "Xiaomi is not dead, Pei Bo is not dead, only I am dead, ha, ha, hahaha!"

Liu was so frightened that she burst into tears. The old lady who stayed at their house was so scared that she quickly arranged a soul-calling and shaman dance, but it was all in vain. The old lady was worried and no one dared to sleep, for fear that the house would become a haunted house because of the silver. As soon as it got a little light, they immediately drove the people out - but the money was not returned at all.

In fact, even if the old lady didn't chase them away, they would have left because Jiang Xiubai had been crying all night. He didn't wake up, but just closed his eyes and shed tears, muttering: "Ba, Ma!"

They didn't know what this meant, but it sounded scary, so they had to rush to the town to find Jiang Suying for help!

After checking, Jiang Suying found that Jiang Xiubai's high fever had subsided on its own. Although there was blood stasis on the back of his head, his pulse showed that there was nothing serious. However, there was something wrong with his mental state, and she did not have a good explanation.

Jiang Xiaomi bent down and put her mouth close to Jiang Xiubai's: "Mom, what is Xiaobai talking about? Life and death! What about someone dying miserably? What about a family of four all--"

Jiang Xiaomi looked at Jiang Suying and asked what she meant. After all, a family of four would make her subconsciously feel that it was her own family.

"He's in a nightmare. Let me give him two injections first."

As Jiang Suying spoke, she inserted the silver needle into the corresponding acupuncture point. After a while, Jiang Xiubai's eyelids began to tremble violently. Five minutes later, he sat up like a drowning person suddenly floating to the surface, gasping for breath.

When he saw Jiang Xiaomi, he cried so hard that he hugged her with a cry of "Wow!" "Xiaomi, I thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Jiang Xiaomi: “???”

Jiang Yida and Liu: "!!!"

What are you doing? Although we are siblings, it is against the rules for you to hug each other like this! Also, what are you talking about? What do you mean by being afraid that I will never see you again in my life?

Is this what a brother should say to his sister?!

Jiang Yida was about to step forward to pull the people apart, but was stopped by Liu. It was the first time for her to see Jiang Xiubai crying so sadly—he closed his eyes and cried hard, with tears and snot streaming down his face. He was really crying sadly.

I don’t know why?

Is it really that the aftereffects of the nightmare are too strong?

"I know you're sad, but don't be sad yet!" Jiang Xiaomi patted the crying boy on the back and comforted him, "Let's talk it over. We are all here. Why are you crying?!"

Jiang Xiubai did not answer, but raised his head from Jiang Xiaomi's arms and looked around. When he saw that there were only two outsiders in the room, he sniffed and said, "Dad, Mom, you go out first."

Jiang Yida and Liu: "..."

He really is worthy of being the eldest son in their family!

If you have something wrong, you can tell others, but you drive your own parents out? !

Have you forgotten where the door of your house opens? !

Damn kid!

The two of them had very rich thoughts in their minds, but there was no extra expression on their faces, and they even walked out without saying "hmm".

Too lazy to ask, no point.

After the two of them left, Jiang Xiubai grabbed Jiang Xiaomi's hand and said, "Xiaomi! I seem to have had a dream, but it doesn't seem to be a complete dream?"

"Don't be anxious, talk slowly." Jiang Suying took a pillow and put it on Jiang Xiubai's waist: "Okay, talk."

Jiang Xiubai took a deep breath and calmed himself down, but he didn't let go of Jiang Xiaomi's hand. He even said with more strength, "I think I'm back!"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiaomi didn't react for a moment: "Where did you go back to?"

"I seem to have returned to modern times!"

"what?!"

Even Jiang Xiumian, who instantly relaxed upon learning that Jiang Xiubai was fine, came over: "What did you say? Where did you go back to?!"

"Modern!" Jiang Xiubai said, "You are right. Modern, modern, modern, it means modern, the hometown where we have lived for 20 to 30 years."

Jiang Xiumian and Jiang Xiaomi looked at each other in bewilderment. They had originally thought that returning to modern times was hopeless, but when they suddenly heard what Jiang Xiubai had just said, they didn't know how to describe the feeling in their hearts. They both said in unison: "What the hell is going on!"

Jiang Suying also said, "Good boy, let's not discuss how you went back. What's more important is what you saw? We...were our bodies buried?"

"How can we bury someone if they're not dead yet?" Jiang Xiubai squeezed Jiang Xiaomi's hand until it turned pale. The latter was also unaware and let him squeeze her. Jiang Xiubai said in a low voice: "I saw that I was dead, but your family...all survived."

Jiang Suying, her mother and her two children: "..."

For a moment, they didn't know whether it was more terrifying if they were alive or if Jiang Xiubai was dead.

Jiang Xiaomi said, "Brother, although you just woke up and your mind is a little unclear, please be strong and tell me what happened from beginning to end. What is the situation in modern times now? Does 'we' live now mean that the people who are using our bodies now are the ancient Jiang Yipei family, or other coquettish bitches? What did you see and do when you returned to modern times? What was the result? Please describe it as much as possible. Thank you!"

"Let me think..." Jiang Xiubai tried hard to recall: "I remember I had a stomachache, so I squatted on the way to town - damn!"

He quickly reached for his belt, and only when he saw that it was tied properly did he feel like continuing: "I don't know how I ended up back at the modern car accident scene, in the form of a soul. No one present could see me. I was floating in the air, watching the doctor carry the five of us to the ambulance and send us to the hospital..."

"Then what?" Jiang Xiaomi asked when she saw Jiang Xiubai pause.

"...I was pronounced dead at the scene."

Jiang Xiaomi: Ah, this——

Who knows the weird feeling of seeing oneself die? Is this coward scared?

"You four were resuscitated for a long time. When the emergency doctor was about to declare you dead, you survived. I thought I would survive too, but no. My body was cremated. My mom, dad, grandparents and great-grandparents all died young!

My grandfather suffered a severe blow and had a heart attack. If he hadn’t been in the hospital, he would have almost followed me!

Why? If the ancient Jiang Yipei family can be resurrected in you, why can't the ancient Jiang Xiubai be resurrected? If he came, my parents wouldn't be so sad. Their child is still there, even if he has a new core, he is still there! Why? "

Jiang Xiubai's face was already in tears as he spoke. The more he recalled, the clearer it became. The sight of his parents crying until they fainted was deeply engraved in his soul.

After he traveled through time, he had been avoiding the question of "how should parents live after losing their child in middle age?" Now this situation is really playing out in front of him scene by scene, and he really cannot face it.

Because he can never go back, his body has been burned. No matter what happens, whether he travels back to the modern era or revives through another corpse, he can no longer be their child.

Jiang Xiaomi didn’t know how to comfort Jiang Xiubai, so she could only lend him her shoulder.

Jiang Xiubai cried bitterly on Jiang Xiaomi's thin shoulders, while Jiang Yida and Liu were outside, busying around.

"Why are you crying so miserably!" Jiang Yida walked quickly towards the door and stretched out his hand to push it, but held back: "Oh! What are they saying in there?"

"If the child wants to speak, naturally"

His parents have already lost a son. If Jiang Xiubai's parents lost him, they would definitely feel as sad as his parents.

If possible, he hopes that in a world where he is no longer around, if someone uses his body to fulfill their filial duty to his parents, he would be willing to give his body to him.

Putting himself in their shoes, from now on, Jiang Xiubai's parents were his, Jiang Bai's parents.

From now on Jiang Bai is Jiang Xiubai.

He must be filial to Jiang Yida and Liu, as well as his modern parents.

But——I’ve already comforted myself in this way, why am I still so sad!

Jiang Xiubai hugged Jiang Yida and Liu and cried again.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

On this day, Jiang Xiubai cried almost all the tears he would have for the rest of his life. He was very emotional. No matter which word touched his sensitive nerves, he would cry.

Jiang Xiubai is such a person. At most, if you ask him to buy something in the mall, the specific things to buy and the amount to buy are all clearly written. If there is a little less, he will think that the data is wrong and will not buy it. His small brain capacity can only support understanding words.

However, the biggest purpose of Jiang Yipei calling him here was this. He bought the things and placed them in the room where he was. Jiang Xiaomi immediately put the things back into her own space, so he didn't need to rack his brains to arrange the storage of the items. Of course - he would definitely not care.

When he just started shopping, Jiang Xiaomi hadn't gone yet, and the items were piling up around him. What he thought at the time was, just crush him, crush him to death. If after he dies, he can wake up from the body of another modern person, and then he can go home to see his parents.

He was depressed for a long time. At this time, Jiangjia Village sent out many young men who were literate, such as Jiang Xiubin, Jiang Xiugao, and Jiang Zhengwang.

Although the affairs of the town are not as complicated as those of the county, there are also many affairs. After Jiang Yipei took over, he was able to arrange personnel with ease. However, there was one hard condition that was not met, that is, 80% of these people were illiterate. It was extremely difficult to convey orders in writing or to require some statistics.

Finally, it was decided to bring the young man from the village out and place him beside the person in charge as a clerk, mainly to record some data and write reports on his behalf.

These people are all related to Jiang Yipei. Now the entire Nanxiang Town is under the control of Jiang Yipei. These young men are almost being worshipped, not to mention being bullied.

"Are you giving up?"

In the evening, Jiang Yipei came back and Jiang Suying told him in detail about Jiang Xiubai's "nightmare". Jiang Yipei's first reaction was - stop struggling with this and just live here peacefully.

No one knows why the two generations of family members with the same name and surname were swapped out. No one knows whether this ancient family were all good people who had been reincarnated for ten generations, so that they could suffer for them.

The best way is to treat it as a game. What they are experiencing now is like fighting monsters. If they can finally defeat the big boss, maybe God will replace their family back!

"You're dreaming!" Jiang Suying said speechlessly, "If we had overcome all difficulties, lived a harmonious and happy life, and suddenly returned to the modern times, I would really be sick to death! I don't know that our modern life is not good. It's like planting a fruit tree, and seeing the fruits are about to ripen and be picked, people die.

But if that were really the case, then I would truly believe that there really are sons and daughters of good fortune in this world. How many lifetimes of virtue must one have accumulated to allow God to specially arrange a cannon fodder family for them?"

"You're not thinking well. You think a lot. You're exhausted every day, and you still have time to let your imagination run wild." Jiang Yipei wrapped himself tightly in the quilt. If the charcoal fire in the clinic had not been extinguished and the temperature had not been too high, Jiang Yipei would not have been able to sleep without a kang.

"This reminds me of when we were preparing for the disaster, we had a lot of things to do every day, and we were so tired that we couldn't even lift our hands."