The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

When Guan came over, she could smell the aroma of mutton soup before she even entered the yard. "Boss, tell me how my sister's hands are so long, everything she cooks tastes delicious."

"You don't know, how should I know?"

"Too."

"Wife, that...ah..."

"Boss, what do you want to say?"

“It’s that sorghum wine.”

"Shh, you'd better stop talking."

"what is wrong?"

"If the captain finds out, we won't be able to taste a single bite."

"That's right. The boss is really worldly-wise. No matter what good things Madam Jiang makes, he wants to take them away with him."

"This is sorghum wine, pure grain wine. Even if he has ideas, it's useless."

"Looks like we need to plant more sorghum next year."

"Just to let my sister make wine?"

"Yeah. Just this small cup is enough for me and them to brag about it for the rest of our lives."

"You can't go out and tell everyone about this. If that gets to the chief, you'll be left with nothing."

"Ah." Zhang Xiaoqi thought of his boss's actions and hung his head, not even bothering to make excuses.

After this snowfall, it was as if God had opened the valve for snowfall, and it kept snowing one after another.

Thick snow piled up layer upon layer, and several houses of the Ye family and the Wang family collapsed.

The only thing we were thankful for was that the house collapsed during the day, so everyone was able to escape. If it had been at night… no one dared to think about what would happen next.

It was freezing cold, and looking at the Wang family members with sad faces, Mada's parents had some ideas.

They only have one son, the Wang family has Dalang and Xiaolang. The old couple in the Wang family are so old that even if they eat it every day, they can only eat it for a few years.

If they help this family, the two brothers of the Wang family will remember their kindness.

They were not greedy for any benefits, they just hoped that the two brothers of the Wang family and their son could help each other in the future.

The four members of the Wang family were settled, but the Ye family had a large population, and Zhang Xiaoqi was in trouble because it was impossible for an ordinary family to be settled.

Jiang Yan and Yi Chen came over to take a look, and without saying a word, let the Ye family go with them.

Of course, General Ye and Mrs. Ye would like to live in their youngest son's house, but they are afraid that there won't be enough space for such a large family.

Yichen dispelled their concerns with just one sentence, "Every room in my house has a floor mat, so you brothers can sleep on the floor."

Hearing the little guy's explanation in a baby voice, the Ye family's hearts melted.

General Ye made a prompt decision. "It's too cold outside. The women in the family should go with Jiang first. All the men, except the three young ones, should stay with me. We need to quickly unload everything in the house and transport it to the Jiang family."

"Yes."

Seeing that General Ye had made all the arrangements, Zhang Xiaoqi brought his three sons to help, and the same went for the Yu family father and son next door.

Soon all of the Ye family’s belongings were dug out, and everyone was busy again. Finally, everything was moved in before dark.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Even the older ones knew it was too cold and stayed in their nests, refusing to come out.

Balang and Jiulang were completely suppressed by Ye Ersao and Ye Sansao, and dared not clamor to go out and play anymore.

Jiang Yan looked at the vast expanse of white snow outside and thought, "The only good thing about this kind of weather is that I don't have to go to the river to cut ice and fetch water. Melting some snow will be enough."

Mrs. Ye was quite optimistic. "As long as there are benefits, it's better than nothing."

Since they moved in from the Ye family, Old Lady Ye assigned the task of cooking to herself and the middle-generation female members of the Ye family, two people a day.

The old lady and Mrs. Ye shared one day, Mrs. Ye’s second sister-in-law and Mrs. Ye’s third sister-in-law shared one day, and Aunt Ye’s fourth and Aunt Ye’s fifth sister-in-law shared one day.

Jiang Yan couldn't let the old lady cook while she watched, so she pushed her out.

General Ye also discussed with Jiang Yan that except for their family of three and several younger children in the family, everyone else would eat two meals a day.

Jiang Yan agreed. Her health was in good condition now, so she could eat two meals a day with the Ye family, but Ye Zhan and Chenchen could not.

One of them needs to replenish his body, and the other is growing, so they both need sufficient nutrition.

Fortunately, our family has enough meat and eggs, but we are running low on rice.

Thinking about this, when I went home at night to practice my supernatural powers, I was not as focused as usual.

Ye Zhan noticed that his wife was absent-minded and was puzzled. "Wife, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, we just ran out of rice at home." Jiang Yan sighed when she thought about how the three of them were used to eating rice.

Ye Zhandao didn't care, but when he looked up, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind. "Wife, should we go upstairs and take a look?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that before."

After Jiang Yan finished speaking, she rushed to the entrance door that connected the living room to the stairwell.

"Wife, you have to be careful."

"I know, don't worry."

Jiang Yan pushed open the front door. The stairwell was silent, just like a normal weekday. The adults had left for work, the children for school. Except for Aunt Wang, who lived across the street, no one else in the building was home.

Their building has two households per floor. Jiang Yan saw that the door of Aunt Wang's house was closed.

She looked at it several times before looking away.

Jiang Yan thought about it again. She didn't rush upstairs, but went down two steps and walked out of the building.

It was still quiet outside, and I could hear nothing except my own footsteps.

But when Jiang Yan's eyes fell on the north window of her house, she saw her car, which was still about 80% new, parked there unexpectedly.

The unexpected surprise made Jiang Yan walk over.

The car door was unlocked, so Jiang Yan reached out and opened it. Her daughter's schoolbag was on the back seat, and her own lavender-colored tweed jacket was still on the passenger seat, as usual.

Seeing the familiar scene, Jiang Yan went over and opened the trunk. The company had distributed two bags of rice and two barrels of corn germ oil for the holiday, which were also quietly placed in the trunk.

Forty kilograms of rice would be enough for them to eat for a few days. Jiang Yan hummed a familiar tune as she carried the rice and oil into the kitchen.

When Ye Zhan heard the singing, he guessed that his wife had found something she liked, and he was happy for her.

Jiang Yan waited until she had put the rice and oil barrels in the kitchen before leaving the house again.

This time she went directly to the second floor, where lived an elderly couple who had retired. After retirement, the couple had become keen on traveling, and their only son was financially well-off, so they didn't need to worry about him at all.

The old couple traveled all over the country and would only come back to stay for a few days when they were tired.

Jiang Yan remembered that two days before she and her daughter traveled through time, the old couple accepted sponsorship from their son and went to Xinjiang with a tour group.

When she reached the old couple's room, the half-open door made the discomfort in her heart completely disappear.