The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

After dinner, Zhao Mianmian was bored and didn't want to stay in the room, so she played with the jade chess pieces given to her by her ancestor under the corridor outside the house.

Her fans were chatting in the barrage.

Originally, the ancestor passed away, and Zhao Mianmian, as the only legitimate daughter of the Xuchuan Zhao family, was supposed to go to keep vigil.

But the mourning hall was filled with clan elders from Yaohe and uncles and aunts from Qu County, leaving no place for her to step.

Uncle Ge and Mother Fang discussed it and decided to let Zhao Mianmian stay in the backyard and not go anywhere. This was considered as filial piety, and Zhao Mianmian was happy to be a decoration in the yard.

[Tsk, how could she know what "cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron" means? I bet three cents that she doesn't even understand what adoption is! ]

[Hahaha, I bet ten dollars that our host doesn't have so many twists and turns in her mind. She only knows how to eat. I just saw that she ate two chicken legs for dinner! ]

[Two chicken legs, not bad, I can eat five in one meal. ]

[That's you. No one cares if you eat as much as you want. But the anchor is only three years old! Have you ever seen a three-year-old kid eat so much? ? ]

When Zhao Mianmian saw fans complaining about her eating too much, she rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She had a stern face and wanted to defend herself with a righteous speech, but suddenly a loud thunder sounded in the sky, directly suppressing what she wanted to say.

"Sister Mian, it's windy and it's going to rain. Come inside quickly and don't play anymore."

The door creaked open behind me, and Chunyue's weak voice came to my ears.

Zhao Mianmian looked up when she heard that. Sure enough, the sky that was visible just now was now covered by dark clouds, and it looked like a storm was about to come.

So she hurriedly put the chess pieces on the floor into her small purse, muttering something as she did so.

However, before Zhao Mianmian could stuff the last chess piece into her small purse, bean-sized raindrops had already rolled down the porch.

Blown by the cold night wind, it floats straight towards people.

"Oh, my dear sister, why are you playing here? If you catch a cold, how will I explain to my ancestors?"

"Chun Yue! Chun Yue?! You stupid girl, I told you to look at Sister Mian, and this is how you look at her?!"

"If anything goes wrong, I'll skin you alive!!"

Mother Fang came back from the outer courtyard and as soon as she entered the yard, she saw Zhao Mianmian "getting caught in the rain" on the corridor.

She didn't bother to hold an umbrella, she rushed over, grabbed Zhao Mianmian's armpits and lifted her up from the ground.

"ah??!"

Ding--

Mother Fang was very strong. After picking up Zhao Mianmian, she held her in her arms and walked hurriedly into the house.

Zhao Mianmian had short legs and could not struggle at all. She could only watch through Fang Mama's shoulder as a jade chess piece rolled down the corridor and disappeared into the dark grass.

Zhao Mianmian: [……]

After Fang's mother carried Zhao Mianmian into the house, she scolded Chunyue.

It was Mother Wei, who used to serve the ancestors, who came to look for Chunyue. Seeing the tense situation in the room, she kindly tried to smooth things over and saved Chunyue from being punished.

Mother Fang had a gloomy face. She ordered Chunyue to change Zhao Mianmian's outer clothes and sent her to make ginger tea. Finally, she pulled Mother Wei to sit on the round stool in the outer room in a bad mood and started to scold the maids serving in the room.

"This Chunyue is indeed inferior. She can't compare to that girl Dongzhu." Mother Fang sighed, glanced at Zhao Mianmian who was leaning on the window to look out into the yard, and complained in a low voice.

"That's right. Just from the blow she received, I knew that Dongzhu was a loyal girl."

Mother Wei continued.

"I just don't know if the wound on his head will cause any harm. If it's broken, I'm afraid he won't be able to stay in my sister's room in the future."

"Uncle Ge found a doctor to check on her. He said that although the wound looked severe, it was actually not a big deal. It was just a little skin break."

"This girl is very lucky. If it happened to someone else, she would probably lose half her life."

"That might be the spirit of our ancestor appearing to protect the people in my sister's room..."

The two old women spoke in low voices, and after chatting for a while Dong Zhu moved on to other things.

Zhao Mianmian pricked up her ears and listened for a while, but then she heard them talk about something else and didn't want to listen any more.

Her eyes were fixed outside the house, with a hint of unhappiness on her face.

However, apart from the comments in the live broadcast room, no one knew what the eldest daughter of the Zhao family was unhappy about.

[Hahahahahahahaha, the anchor is so miserable, being picked up like a chicken.]

[Well, to be honest, in other time-travel live broadcast rooms, there are all stunning beauties, or at least talented women. This time, I traveled through time and space to become a three-year-old kid with short legs. This is the first time I've seen this.]

[I’ve paid attention to you. If there’s anything fun to come, remember to kick me. 】

[Hahaha, the person in front has short calves, what nonsense are you talking about.]

[Tsk, you guys, the host's legs seem a bit short, will he become a short man in the future?]

【As for the ancients, their nutrition was not that good, so it’s normal to be short, as long as they are not stupid. I hate stupidity, so if the anchor is going to be stupid, I will be the first to unfollow him. 】

[Tsk, watch it if you want, who are you threatening here? ]

[Hey, what are you watching, it's raining outside and it's dark, there's nothing to see? ]

At the hour of Xu, with the system push, another wave of viewers poured into the live broadcast room.

The newcomers didn’t know what had happened before. Some of them came in and left immediately, while others directly typed and asked on the barrage.

However, there were a few fans of Zhao Mianmian who had bad tempers and started arguing with others after just a few words.

【well……】

Zhao Mianmian felt a little dizzy, and sighed in her heart:

This live broadcast system is too noisy!

**

Chunyue followed Fang's mother's instructions, made ginger tea, and fed it to Zhao Mianmian.

Later, he played with sandbags with Zhao Mianmian in the inner room for a while, and then helped her to wash, change clothes and prepare for bed.

No matter how Zhao Mianmian pretends to be, she still has the mentality of an adult and is not interested in sandbags at all. But when Fang's mother sent the two of them to the inner room to play with sandbags, she did not show any resistance.

Because according to her observation, once Fang's mother sent her to the inner room to play, she would most likely talk about some "important matters" with people outside.

These days, Mother Fang has talked about it with Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the Liusun family.

And today that person was Mother Wei.

While Zhao Mianmian pretended to play sandbag throwing with Chunyue, she pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside.

"Hey, have you heard that another alien was burned to death in Fuyang City a few days ago?"

"Strange people? Are they the kind that can use magic and revive the dead?"

"I don't know if it was witchcraft or not. I only know that the girl was very young, only twelve or thirteen years old, and was tied up by her family and sent to the officials. It is said that she was tied with iron chains during the execution, crying and calling 'mother'. She was very pitiful!"

"How can such a young boy be an alien? I hope we are not mistaken."

"How could they be wrong? They said that the Xuanlin Guards were there and personally watched the execution. Many people saw it, so it couldn't be fake."

"Besides, when Old Wang said that the body was burned, her biological mother was watching and she didn't even say a word. Apart from an 'alien', what else could make a mother so cruel and heartless!"

"Oh, what a sin! What did this girl do wrong to be pushed into the fire pit by her family? You said she is already twelve or thirteen years old. She can live a peaceful life for a few years and get married soon.

Once she gets married, it becomes her husband's family's business, so why would her parents and brothers rush to report her?"

Zhao Mianmian, who was eavesdropping on their conversation, was shocked when she heard what they said and had a bad feeling in her heart.

She quickly threw away the sandbag in her hand and, under the pretext of being thirsty, moved behind the two old women.

Mother Wei looked around and lowered her voice a bit:

"I heard that she changed her way of persuading her parents to...divorce."