The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

The Ye family didn’t know what she was thinking, but the way she held her forehead was so cute that it made everyone feel adorable.

Old Mrs. Ye was even more curious and wanted to hug her little granddaughter again, but General Ye secretly waved his hand to stop her from moving.

The old man didn't let her move, so Mrs. Ye had to endure it.

Yichen was holding the little baby's hand and talking to it.

"What's your name?"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

"Hey, your name is Yiyaya? What a unique name."

"Yeah."

"Oh, it's not 'Yiyaya', sister said it wrong."

The whole family listened to the two children talking at cross purposes until Yichen claimed to be the older sister, and then General Ye spoke up to correct them.

"Chenchen is the younger aunt, and Changsheng is the older nephew."

"Grandpa, am I your aunt?"

When Yichen called him "Grandpa," General Ye felt as sweet as drinking honey. He nodded hurriedly and said, "Chenchen is Changsheng's aunt, and Changsheng is Chenchen's nephew."

"Wow, I'm an aunt now." It was the first time that Yi Chen realized that she had such a high generational status. She lowered her head and hurriedly looked for good things in her small bag.

Her small bag was only half the size of a book. Jiang Yan had sewn it for her using scraps of fabric left over from clothes made by the mother and daughter.

The small bag usually only contains a handkerchief or the beautiful pebbles that Yichen picked up.

But how could I give these things to my nephew? Yichen thought about it and came up with an idea. She felt under her handkerchief and grabbed two calcium milk biscuits from home, placing them in Changsheng's two little hands.

Changsheng hadn't had much to eat these days and had become thin due to hunger.

When he saw his aunt stuffing something into his hand, he instinctively put it into his mouth.

"Ah~" The little guy also knows what's good. He can taste the flavor when something is put into his mouth.

It was fragrant and sweet. The little guy fell in love with the taste after just one bite and ate it without saying a word.

Changsheng was really hungry, so he ate very quickly, but he was too small and the biscuits were very dry, so the little guy choked as expected.

Seeing the powdery substance spraying out of her son's mouth, Dalang's wife was frightened. She quickly took the water bag from her husband's hand, opened the lid and fed Changsheng water.

After drinking the water, Changsheng picked up the biscuits and ate them mouthful by mouthful. His mother seemed unable to keep up with him even when she was feeding him water with the water bag.

The Ye family members' eyes were red. Yichen heard her elder sister sobbing softly in her ear and realized that Changsheng was hungry.

Changsheng stumbled along like this and quickly ate both calcium milk biscuits with the water in the water bag. Then he smiled at Yichen with satisfaction.

"Ahh." He stretched out his little hands for Yichen to hold. Although he was small, he knew who gave him the delicious food.

Yichen wanted to hug Changsheng. Ye Dalang's wife glanced at her grandfather, and General Ye nodded. Then Dalang's wife let Yichen sit down, and she put Changsheng in front of Yichen and let Yichen hug Changsheng's waist.

Oh, Changsheng is also a person who eats based on appearance. He leans his little body on Yichen and rubs his little head against Yichen.

Until he felt sleepy, he leaned on Yichen and dozed off, slowly closing his eyes.

Ye Dalang's wife kept looking at her son. She didn't expect that her son and this little aunt got along well.

Yichen also liked this little guy very much, and even thought about discussing with her mother when she got home whether she could take the little guy home to raise him for a few days.

Fortunately, she didn't have too much time to think about it, as the bean field ahead arrived.

The Ye family was stunned by the sight of the vast corn and bean fields rustling in the morning light.

General Ye and his son were both well-informed, but this interspersed farming model of Jiang Yan was new to them.

The family was surprised at Jiang Yan's ability when the sound of horse hooves came from the dirt road again.

When everyone turned around, they saw Captain Dong and Zhang Xiaoqi urging their horses towards them.

General Ye took the lead in clasping his fists and saluting Captain Dong, "Captain."

Captain Dong didn't dare to act arrogantly in front of General Ye, so he quickly dismounted and returned the greeting. "General Ye, I don't deserve it."

General Ye and Captain Dong were not the type to waste time. After greeting each other, they discussed starting the harvest on the first piece of land.

At Mr. Ye's command, the men of the Ye family stood on a ridge and raised their sickles.

Yichen let Changsheng lean against her, her big eyes gleaming as she stared at the men from the Ye family. Looking at their backs, she quietly identified them: the first one was Grandpa, the second one was the eldest uncle, the third one was the second uncle, and the fourth one was the third uncle.

Behind him were the four oldest cousins. She could also tell that the one carrying him should be the fourth cousin.

There were also five younger cousins, ranging in age from six or seven to twelve or thirteen. They all helped, to the best of their ability, to carry the beans out and place them on the oilcloth.

Watching the Ye family members busy and methodical, Yichen once again admired General Ye. Having guarded the northwest for a lifetime, all the sons of the Ye family were there, except for his father.

His father had his reasons. If he hadn't been stolen by the Shen family, he would still be here.

But she and her mother had to be thankful that her father was stolen away by the Shen family. Otherwise, her mother would not have been rescued and she would not have been born.

Alas! She thought again of the heretical doctrine of some people: all the mistakes are destined.

Captain Dong did not watch the Ye family harvesting beans. What he wanted most now was the big cobs of corn.

"Lao Zhang, if we break all of these off, it will be a huge pile."

Zhang Xiaoqi's heart was as hot as Dong Baihu's. His gaze moved from the cornfield to the bean field, and the enthusiasm in his eyes did not diminish but increased.

"Boss."

Captain Dong knew that if Lao Zhang called him like that, it meant that Lao Zhang had made a big decision.

You should know that this name was used when they were teenagers. After they became adults, Lao Zhang rarely used it.

"Boss~"

"Tell me what's going on."

"I want to save all the grain that Madam Jiang grows to use as seeds."

"Fuck, Lao Zhang, you helped me a lot."

"what happened?"

"I was so focused on how to slap Xia Wangu's face that I forgot about the important matter."

Zhang Xiaoqi was now very glad that he had spoken up first. He dared to say that if he had said it later, the crops planted by Madam Jiang would have been taken away by someone with a quick mind.

A Wei Qianhu can't escape.

Captain Dong was now feeling relieved. "What I said before counts. If any of your small flags want to exchange seeds planted by Madam Jiang, it's still one catty for one catty. For other small flags, it's one and a half catties of grain for one catty. As for leaving our Xishan Hundred Households Office, I have to think about how to make more money."

"I don't care about others. We have already changed our flags. You can go wherever you want to change them."

"Oh, okay, you old fellow, you want to kill the donkey after you've finished grinding the mill!"

"I don't have it, how could I have it?"