The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

It's not easy to get this straight man to say sweet words.

However, Jiang Yan loves to listen to it.

The couple were talking to each other intimately, and Jiang Yan was slowly helping Ye Zhan put on his clothes.

Just now when Jiang Yan was helping Ye Zhan put on his underwear, she discovered that Ye Zhan had injured his spine.

After being unable to take care of himself for more than a year, the muscles in his two crutches began to atrophy.

It's one thing to say it, but it's another to see it with your own eyes. It's like thinking about the once strong and powerful body that has become so broken and tattered now.

Jiang Yan wanted to cry, but she didn't.

For countless days and nights, she prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, just wanting him to be alive.

Now that he has returned to her alive, she is content.

What's more, she has supernatural powers, and she believes that she will make him get better slowly.

The same went for Ye Zhan. When his wife was dressing him, his eyes were always on her, staring at her deeply, without moving away.

Jiang Yan took out a gray baby fleece men's home suit. It was a very ancient style and was incredibly comfortable to wear.

Jiang Yan dressed Ye Zhan and carried him back to the east room. Yi Chen had already spread thick bedding on the kang.

Yichen saw her mother carefully put her father on the bedding, and she also carefully pulled the kang table to her father's side.

Seeing that his wife and daughter were busy and happy, Ye Zhan did not stop them. He just watched quietly and could not get enough of watching.

Seeing that it was already dark outside, Jiang Yan lit the oil lamp. Then, she smiled and told Yi Chen, "Mom will go cook. You give Dad some water."

"OK."

"It's time to eat, so eat less snacks."

"I see. Mom, why are you imitating the old lady's handwriting today?"

Jiang Yan was disliked by her daughter, but she was not angry. She turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.

Dajun came over and wanted to help her light the fire. Jiang Yan did not refuse. Dajun was the oldest child in the family, so it was only right for him to help with some things.

Dajun sat on a wooden stool and helped his mother light a fire. The flames in the kitchen were warm, and his heart was warm too.

The sounds of his father and his younger brothers and sisters talking and laughing came from the room, and he laughed silently along with them.

Life was peaceful and tranquil for them, but on the other side of the river the Zhang family was engulfed in smoke of war.

After hearing what his wife and children said, Zhang Xiaoqi wanted to go into the city to question his brother and sister-in-law. "I helped them, and now I'm causing trouble for them?"

Guan did not respond to this, but just stopped him from entering the city now.

"It's dark now, and the gates of Black Rock City are closed. If you want to go, you have to go tomorrow."

"Wife, I'm angry."

"I'm angry too, but I have to live my life even if I'm angry."

"Wife, you don't know that Boss Zhang has been plotting against me since I was a child."

"Since you knew his plan, why did you fall for it?"

"I've been thinking about this. Both my parents are gone, and we are the only two brothers left. If I don't help him, who will?"

"Boss Zhang doesn't think so."

"He's been cunning since he was little. When my mother was alive, she told me to stay away from the eldest brother, saying that he sold me out and I had to count the money for him."

"Then you are still a bitch."

"I…"

"Our mother is still wise."

"OK."

"Okay, let's eat first." Guan was thinking that she had to tell the head of the family that Shen Sanlang was still alive. Once the matter of Shen Sanlang was made clear to the head of the family, it would be easier to help cover it up in the future.

After dinner, Jiang Yan went to the west room. She had brought the rice home and left the other food there, making the west room seem particularly cramped.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan had made a double bed on the kang, spread out a kang mat, and then a kang sheet, and then a thick, new quilt on top.

Dajun and Xiaojun loved this small half of the room to their core. Xiaojun was the most exaggerated. He buried his head in the quilt and refused to get up.

He kept shouting, "I'm asleep, don't call me." Then he pretended to snore.

As a result, after a short while, the fake snoring became real, but the sound of the real snoring was much quieter.

Jiang Yan was tired after a long day. Seeing that Dajun's eyelids were fighting, she gave him some instructions and went back to the east room.

The two brothers in the west room fell asleep, while the father and daughter in the east room were still whispering.

Jiang Yan returned to the east room, locked the door first, and then without any explanation, she carried Ye Zhan back home.

A moment ago, Ye Zhan was still wondering where his wife was going to take him so late at night, but in the blink of an eye, he was back to the home he had been thinking about day and night.

"Wife?" Ye Zhan looked greedily at the familiar scenery, which was also the place he had described countless times in his mind.

Jiang Yan didn't put Ye Zhan down, but held him in her arms and showed him around the house. Finally, she carried him back to the big bed in the bedroom and told him her story.

...

"Wife, you've suffered a lot." Ye Zhan didn't expect that he had only been in the Great Zhou for more than a year, while his wife and daughter had already lived in the modern world for ten years.

"I'm not suffering. As long as I can see you again and be with you, I won't feel suffering." Jiang Yan could finally lean on Ye Zhan's shoulder, tears falling down, and soon the tears of the two people gathered together and dripped onto Ye Zhan's chest.

Neither of them spoke, letting the tears continue to flow.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhan's body couldn't bear it anymore, but he still held on. Until he couldn't hold on any longer, he slowly closed his eyes.

When Jiang Yan saw Ye Zhan forcibly turn off his phone, she gently got up and went to the bathroom to wash the tears from her face.

He also wiped Ye Zhan's hands and face before turning him over.

She gently lifted the clothes on Ye Zhan's back and could clearly see that his spine was broken and then grew back together just like that.

Jiang Yan reached out her hand distressedly and gently stroked that spot.

...

It's late at night, and the moonlight is beautiful tonight, with silver frost scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqi put on his jacket as he was told before going out, but as soon as he stepped out of the front door, he felt a chill.

"It's really fucking cold this late at night."

"Go quickly and come back soon."

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoqi agreed and ran towards the Ye family's yard.

General Ye had not gone to bed yet. He was sitting on the floor, rubbing corn cobs and talking to the old lady.

"Tongyun, I was chatting with Lao Wang today. He said the winter here is very cold. He doesn't know if your body can withstand it."

"Whether you can bear it or not, you have to bear it. This is my fate."

"You, why don't you follow the boss and the others and live in the Hundred Households Office?"

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying here."

"Ah~"

"You said you were fine when you were young, but why are you running a mill now that you are old?"

When General Ye saw his wife teasing him, he moved his mouth helplessly, smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Seeing that the old man was still rubbing his hands, Ning wanted him to stop rubbing his hands.