How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Take Xia Tian, for example. He was alone with his two younger brothers and a younger sister. Besides being unable to afford medical care, he was able to beg for food every day. This was how he had survived all those years. Although hunger was common, not many people died of starvation in the beggars' den. Most died of starvation due to illness or injury.

Xia Chu felt that it was probably because the current emperor was quite good, and Hangzhou was prosperous, so ordinary people could make a living and had the energy to show kindness.

After work in the evening, Xia Chu went to the clinic to pick up Erwa's evening medicine and bought some steamed buns.

Wang Dali sat on a rock against the wall, like a motionless wax figure. When he saw the two men coming back, he blinked and pushed the rock away.

Xia Tian took out the money he had earned in the afternoon from his pocket. As for the few cents he earned from running errands, they were on Xia Chu, so he didn't need to take them out.

Grandma Wang took out the money she had earned that morning, and Xia Chu counted it and divided it equally between the two families. She had over three thousand coins in her hand, a considerable sum.

Grandma Wang strung the money together and suddenly said to Wang Xiaocong, "Why don't we move in too?"

Wang Xiaocong pondered for a moment and shook his head. "There's not even a back door here. We pass by once or twice a day and it's fine. No one would care if a few kids ran around. But I'm afraid my eldest brother and grandma would attract attention."

Grandma Wang looked at the sturdy blue brick house with some envy, but what her grandson said made sense, so she had to let it go.

Xia Tian announced to his two younger brothers that he had changed his name. From now on, he would be called Xia Tian, and Xiao Liu would be called Xia Chu.

The second child lay down for a day and felt much more comfortable. Curiously, he asked, "Why did you suddenly change the name? Isn't Xiaoliu easier to remember, the eldest child?"

Xia Tian shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "It's not nice, and there's no surname. The name Xiao Liu came up with is nice. Xia Tian, so nice."

"Then I'll change my name too?" Erwa was in the mood. His parents were both dead, and his uncle had taken over his family property. His aunt was always complaining about him, not giving him food to eat, and making him do a lot of work. He couldn't stand it, so he ran away. "My original name was Zhang Shiniu, but I changed it to Erwa because I was afraid my uncle would catch me. Xiaoliu, think of a nice name for me, too."

"I want one too. I want one too." Xiao Wu was unwilling to fall behind.

Xia Chu poked her cheek with her index finger and looked around. Walls, tiles, beams, none of these could be named. She looked out at the sky that was about to fall into darkness. "Second brother's last name is Zhang, and eldest brother's name is Tian. So let's call second brother Zhou. Zhou means daytime, representing brightness. How about Zhang Zhou?"

I hope he will stand positively and bravely in the sun and not give up his life easily.

"Okay, then call me Xiao Zhou from now on, hey." Erwa, Zhang Zhou smiled at first, and then suddenly said with emotion, "With a new name, it feels like starting over."

"What about me? I don't want to take my beastly father's surname. He beat my mother to death. I want to take my mother's surname. My mother's surname is Guan." Xiao Wu said.

"Guan," Xia Chu thought. With the sky and the day, what else is there? Chaoyang, Xi is too difficult to write. Dan, Guandan sounds too bad. Xin, Xu, Xu, she thought of a few. "Xu," she thought, "represents sunrise and warmth. Guanxu, how about that?"

"Sunrise, great, what kind of word is it?" Xiaowu asked.

Taking advantage of the still-present sunset glow, Xia Chu led her brothers outside. She used a branch to write their names on the ground. She couldn't write in traditional Chinese, so she'd just leave it as is for now.

Erwa learned to write his own name, and then looked to the side, "Big brother, write your name well."

Xiaowu actively wrote it twice, "Mine is easy to write too! I like it!"

Xia Chu looked at them and felt like a mother raising a child. Although her body looked small and her exact age was unclear, she was probably around four, five or six years old.

Xia Tian silently wrote his name. He had a new name, a new life, all brought to him by Xiao Liu. Although these few days were short, they were the happiest days since his mother's death.

Niuniu, where are you? Have you got a new name? Are you happy? I'm very happy lately. If I find you in the future, you and Xiaoliu will definitely become good friends.

After playing for a while, the moon came out and the brothers and sisters were still sleeping on the ground.

The bluestone floor was so cold that Xia Chu woke up in the middle of the night. She sat up, her body cold and she felt like a corpse.

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong?" Xia Tian reached out and touched her forehead. "Are you cold?"

"Yeah, the ground is too icy." Xia Chu stood up and jumped. The moonlight shone in through the hollow lattices of the doors and windows, and sprinkled on Xiaowu, who was curled up in a ball and hugged Erwa tightly.

"I'll go see if there's anything useful." Xia Tian turned over, got up and walked out. Xia Chu followed him, and the two of them searched for treasure in the moonlight.

They walked to the left and first saw a well. Xiatian kicked the wooden barrel beside the well, which had rotted away. Xiachu walked into the next room and found a kitchen. The stove was empty; someone had dug out even the iron pot.

She opened the cupboard and saw a layer of black and green hair. At first glance, it looked like a big spider was lying there! She screamed in fright and stepped back repeatedly.

"What's wrong?" Xia Tian rushed over and protected his sister behind him. After seeing clearly, he said with a smile: "It's just moldy, don't be afraid."

Xia Chu poked his head out and took a closer look. It was indeed mold. He was terrified!

"There seems to be a bowl inside. The clay pot here is still good. We can boil water to drink." Xia Tian picked up the clay pot on the ground, as if he had found a treasure.

The room on the other side of the kitchen was probably where people lived. There was a large bunk bed inside, made of blue bricks, which could be swept clean enough for sleeping. There were a few quilts in the cabinet against the wall, but they were also moldy.

Xia Tian went outside and pulled a few weeds and tied them into a simple broom. He pulled the rotten mat off the bunk bed and threw it outside, then swept the dust off it. "Just sleep here, it's better than the floor. I'll go call Xiao Er and Xiao Wu, don't wander around."

"Okay." Xia Chu nodded, took out a piece of non-moldy clothing from the closet, and wiped the bunk bed again.

Xia Tian supported the waiter Zhang Zhou, with the fifth child Guan Xu following behind him, who was walking unsteadily. "Let him sleep tonight, and we'll look for him tomorrow."

"Okay." Xia Chu threw away the clothes that were used as a rag. After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing to wipe. The bed might not be even dirtier than them.

I really want to take a shower.

Xia Chu yawned, rested his head on Xia Tian's shoulder and slowly fell asleep.

In her dream, she returned to her modern home and took a comfortable hot bath in the bathroom. She ate a bowl of hot instant noodles with a fried egg. It was so fragrant and delicious.

After eating and drinking, she fell on the sofa. Why did the sofa become hard? It felt so rough, so strange.

She sat up, patted the sofa, and scratched it with her fingernails. It was so hard. This was not her sofa.

Who changed her sofa? !

She woke up suddenly, feeling annoyed and angry. The bed beneath her was made of mud, so how could it not be hard?