The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

"Boss, why don't you just give it to her? This woman's eyes are so scary. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night."

"You are not a human, where does the nightmare come from?"

"Boss, I'm just giving an analogy."

Yin Jiu said this while stealing another glance at the young widow, then touched his empty back. Why did he feel layers of cold sweat dripping down?

No, he couldn't let the boss suffer. "Boss, let's go back early."

"Yeah." Ming Qi didn't want to admit that he was quickly defeated by the desperate gaze of the young widow.

“…” Jiang Yan kept staring at the man in the black robe, stubbornly sticking to her own opinion.

But she was unsure whether doing so would achieve her goal.

Just as she was daydreaming, she felt a sharp pain in her palm. She looked down and saw two tender leaves appear in her palm.

She opened her eyes wide and spread out her palms. The two leaves seemed to come alive, swaying the two delicate leaves above her head as if greeting her.

Jiang Yan was overjoyed. She hadn't expected it to work this way. When she looked towards the two great gods with gratitude, the place was empty, with no trace of them.

But she couldn't help but express her gratitude.

"Thank you, brothers."

A voice of thanks came from afar, and Ming Qi and Yin Jiu almost sprained their waists.

"This little bitch, when she begged us, she called us a great god, but when the matter was done, she turned into a big brother."

"Isn't it okay, brother?"

"Big Brother?" Yin Jiu muttered, savoring the memory. He had forgotten how many years it had been since anyone had addressed him that way. "You know what? Big Brother is much more pleasant to the ear than Great God."

"Then hurry up and leave. If you make me clean up your ass again, I'll kick your ass."

"Boss, don't worry~"

Jiang Yan listened to the lingering sound and knew that the two older brothers had left, so she sat on the floor to check on the child's condition.

This child is really thin. She touched the child's forehead lovingly. It was normal body temperature, not feverish at all, and she was truly relieved.

"Gurgle." Jiang Yan heard the sound of hunger, and then she remembered that the original mother and daughter had not eaten for almost two days.

She now received all the memories of her original body. While cursing in her heart, she put the child down and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen was clean, and the breakfast porridge with eight-treasure side dishes and fermented tofu was eaten up by her and her daughter.

Thinking that there was still a tough battle to fight, Jiang Yan quickly took out two bags of instant noodles from the wall cupboard, and two eggs from the refrigerator. While boiling water, she went to the yard to pick two small cabbages.

Yichen opened her eyes and was surprised to find herself lying on the floor of the living room.

She was about to call out to her mother, asking why she was at home, when she felt a splitting headache and a memory that did not belong to her was forced into her mind.

Yichen looked at the shrunken little black hand and the tattered clothes in disbelief. She could no longer control her emotions and shouted in panic: "Mom, Mom~"

Hearing her daughter's childish voice, Jiang Yan quickly agreed. "Hey, hey, Chenchen, don't be afraid. Mommy will cook the instant noodles soon."

When Yichen heard her mother mention instant noodles, she got up from the floor and ran to the kitchen.

When she stood at the kitchen door, she was distracted for a moment as she looked at the strange figure busy beside the gas stove.

"Mom?" Yi Chen called tentatively.

"Hey! Sit down, Chenchen. Mom will be right there."

Hearing the familiar tone and the somewhat unfamiliar face in front of her, even the smart Yi Chen leaned against the door frame, pursed her lips and began to wipe away her tears.

Jiang Yan panicked when she saw her daughter crying. She turned off the gas, quickly walked over to her daughter, squatted down, and wiped her tears. "Baby, don't cry."

"Mom." Yichen threw herself into her mother's arms and cried loudly.

Holding her daughter's thin body, Jiang Yan wanted to cry. However, her embrace was not only to give her daughter warmth, but also to be her strongest support.

Jiang Yan raised her head, hiding her vulnerability just like she did ten years ago. "Chenchen, don't cry. You and mom are lucky. At least we're still alive."

"Mom~"

"Come, let Mom help you wash your hands. We have to eat the instant noodles quickly. Otherwise, those people might do something weird."

"Good~"

"Come here and wash your hands."

"Mom, I'll wash it myself." Yichen has all the memories of the little girl. She knows that the family doesn't like her and her mother, especially the two witches, who like to let them go hungry.

The mother and daughter had the most awkward meal in history. Maybe the little girl was too hungry. Yichen started burping after taking a bite of the fried egg. Jiang Yan massaged her for a long time before she felt better.

Jiang Yan herself wasn't feeling much better either. She took a few sips of the noodle soup to calm the discomfort in her stomach.

"It seems that these two bodies have suffered. We have to take good care of them in the future so that we can heal them."

"Ah."

After the mother and daughter finished their meal, Yichen went to the bathroom. Seeing that the water in the shower was still hot, she wanted to take a shower.

Jiang Yan stopped her, "Chenchen, bear with it for a while, we can't take a shower yet."

When Yichen thought of that disgusting old woman, she frowned her pretty little brows.

"Don't worry, Chenchen. Mom will end things with them as soon as possible."

"Mom, I support you." Yichen looked at her small arms and legs and felt a little sad. "I wish I were a big kid."

Jiang Yan didn't care. As long as her daughter could stay with her safely, she was not afraid of any hardship.

Yichen finally figured it out. She looked at the malnourished little girl in the mirror and muttered self-deprecatingly, "Mom, am I really ugly now?"

"Chenchen is either ugly or too thin now. Once mommy makes Chenchen fatter, he will look good."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Following her daughter's words, Jiang Yan also took a look at the woman in the mirror. Perhaps due to long-term hunger and excessive labor, her face was sallow, and people would believe her if she said she was forty.

Jiang Yan couldn't look at this face directly, fearing that she would have a nightmare and scare herself, so she turned her head away in disgust.

Yichen was quite receptive. She was standing on a stool, admiring the tuft of alopecia on her head. She wanted to push it down, but she tried several times without success.

She thought about getting some water to try, and what did she see?

"Mother."

Seeing a trickle of water flowing out of her daughter's open palm, Jiang Yan finally smiled.

"Mom, is this the benefit of our time travel?"

"Yes." Jiang Yan also spread out her palms to let her daughter see the touch of fresh green in her palms.

"Mom." Yichen was pleasantly surprised to discover that her mother also had supernatural powers. She patted her chest and said proudly, "Mom, can we travel the world with swords?"

"Not yet."