Sister, look at him!

He Qing had a dream last night.

She dreamed that she was lying in someone's arms, and that person was holding her, crying and calling her name.

She tried her best to open her eyes and see who that person was, but she could only vaguely see a general outline.

Don't cry, Bubble, I will be back...

He Qing woke up late. She touched her wet eyes and felt a little confused. What did she dream about? Why was she crying?

She sat up from the bed in a daze and found that her environment had changed. Even her clothes had been changed into a creamy white silk nightgown with jacquard butterflies. She touched her head and found that her long hair had been tucked into a nightcap.

He Qingwan pulled off his nightcap, opened the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed.

The Qiangong Babu bed made of huanghuali wood, according to Zhongli Yuya, originally belonged to a princess. However, the country was destroyed right after it was built and before it could be used, and the bed was picked up by Zhongli Yuya.

"Someone come here." He Qingwan shouted weakly.

This bed is in the courtyard where she lives now, not in the Five Elements Realm.

"Awake?" The bead curtain was drawn aside, and Zhongli Yuya walked around the screen and spoke to He Qingwan through the curtain at the head of the bed.

"Brother." He Qingwan called out obediently, then wondered, "Why did you come back so suddenly?"

Zhongli Yuya's expression remained unchanged. He explained with a smile, "Isn't this because I want to come back to witness the development of the country?"

He turned around and walked out. "Come on, Wanwan, have breakfast first, and I'll talk to you slowly."

He Qingwan didn't think too much about it. He put on a calf-length wool cardigan and walked out.

Looking outside through the window, the weather was the same as when she went to the world of immortals, still snowing heavily. Zhongli Yuya must have used some method to make the temperature inside the room just right, neither too dry nor too hot.

The mahogany round table was not big and could only seat four people. Zhongli Yuya was sitting on the side serving porridge.

"I haven't washed up yet." She held her chin, a little dazed.

Hearing this, Zhongli Yuya put down the small bowl of porridge in his hand, took out a small jade bottle and handed it to her, "Mouthwash, take it and use it."

"Wash your face?" He Qingwan asked again.

Zhongli Yuya continued to take things out of thin air, "It's cold, wipe it with a hot towel."

Fine.

After washing up, Zhongli Yuya had already drunk half a bowl of porridge.

He Qingwan wiped his hands and sat down, taking a sip of porridge first. It was salty, pork ribs porridge.

She took another sip of the soy milk. It had no sugar and no taste.

The sugar jar was placed next to the beef biscuits. He Qingwan scooped a large spoonful of it into the soy milk cup. After thinking for a while, he scooped another spoonful.

Zhongli Yuya took a bite of the pineapple cake. It was not bad. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he said, "It is 1970 now."

He Qingwan, who was scooping the third spoonful of sugar, suddenly had a trembling hand and the entire spoonful fell in.

She was stunned for a moment, then calmly stirred the soy milk with the sugar spoon and took a small sip.

Then he looked at Zhongli Yuya, "You mean to say that we went from 1950 to 1970?"

"Yeah." Zhongli Yuya nodded. He put down the pineapple cake he had taken two bites of and pressed the corners of his mouth with his handkerchief. "I have a storybook here. Do you want to read it?"

He Qingwan blinked and said, "You'll have to see."

The story of this script is very simple, it tells a love story between two people from equally matched social status.

It is said that there is a girl named Ji Shuyan, who is a promising young flower. Her parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, etc. are all soldiers.

Even her older brothers joined the army early, and she herself was the mainstay of the art troupe.

She has a playmate who grew up with her. The two of them are childhood sweethearts and their life after marriage has been smooth sailing.

"The Ji family? Are they our neighbors?" He Qingwan closed the notebook.

Zhongli Yuya didn't reply, but leisurely took out another storybook and handed it to He Qingwan.

He Qingwan opened it and continued reading.

This story tells a rural story from the 1970s with a time-travel twist.

An Ran, a top student in the 21st century, had just received a job offer from the prestigious He Group when she accidentally traveled to the harsh countryside of Heilongjiang Province and became a "stepmother" to three children.

Then after going through a series of bloody plots, she and the male protagonist fell in love with each other and both became big bosses in the business circle.

"He?" He Qingwan was a little stunned. Her surname was very rare, and she felt a little dazed when she heard it for the first time.

Zhongli Yuya was also a little surprised. He poked the system and called up He's information.

"It's a family from another world, a rare family that has been passed down for a thousand years. The first generation of the family head is my mission target, the Chosen One of that world." Zhongli Yuya casually glanced at them and explained to He Qingwan step by step, "Later, their family produced many Chosen Ones, many of whom I was in contact with, including the last one, He Lan, who is the current head of the He family. He doesn't have a big golden finger, but his luck is great enough. He is the luckiest person in the history of the He family..."

Zhongli Yuya suddenly fell silent.

He frowned and looked at the garbled text below, [Mio? What's going on? ]

[Yuya, this world has been blocked, and the following information cannot be viewed.] The slightly hoarse boy's voice was uncertain, [Judging from the handwriting, it seems to be Wen Rangyu.]

[I understand.] Zhongli Yuya nodded, [What about An Ran?]

[I will go and negotiate.]

"Brother? What are you thinking about?" He Qingwan waved in front of Zhongli Yuya.

"Nothing." Zhongli Yuya smiled and shook his head. He took out another storybook and said, "This one is even more interesting."

He Qingwan glanced at Zhongli Yuya suspiciously, then slowly picked up the third storybook and began to read it.

Opening lightning strike.

After the humiliating death of the green tea villain in the last days, she was bound to the "I enjoy the blessings and you bear the pain" system and traveled through the 1970s, ruining countless young boys and girls with bright futures, then patted her butt and went to the countryside to become an educated youth, continuing to harm people.

Among them, there are four familiar names among those who were harmed by her.

"Ji Shuyan, Yuan Yi, An Ran, Wu Yang." He Qingwan spat out four names, "Why does the person harmed by this bad woman have the same name as the protagonist of the first two books?"

Zhongli Yuya smiled but said nothing.

He Qingwan also understood it belatedly.

She closed the book and put it aside, feeling inexplicably annoyed, "Xia Qianqian, is there no one to take care of her like this?"

Xia Qianqian is the green tea villain.

Zhongli Yuya shook his head and said lightly, "Everything has its own laws of operation, but there are always people who want to break the rules. Therefore, law enforcers appear, but there are always corners that law enforcers cannot see."

"Then..." He Qingwan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhongli Yuya, "Wanwan, she's already here."

Already here? What does that mean?

who……

Already here?