The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

The sky was finally dark, and the surroundings were as black as ink. Only one or two dim lights could be seen on the other side of the river, one of which was obviously Zhang Xiaoqi's home.

Jiang Yan found two thick sticks and used them to lock the door made of branches and straw, then quietly took Yi Chen back home.

As soon as the mother and daughter settled into the living room, Yi Chen's first move was to rush into the bathroom, asking Jiang Yan, "Mom, can I take a shower?"

"Chenchen, let's eat something first, and then it won't be too late to take a shower."

"Mom, smell me, I'm all pickled. If I don't wash it clean, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat."

Jiang Yan sniffed the scent on her body and replied helplessly, "Okay."

With her mother's permission, Yichen ran to the bathroom, but a "swish" sound made her stop.

"Mom~" Yichen pulled the coat that she had just taken off halfway to show Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan looked at the torn jacket that Yi Chen had torn in two and smiled, "Chenchen, go take a shower first. Mom will make a new jacket for you."

"Thank you, Mom." Yi Chen threw the torn jacket on the floor in disgust, and rushed into the bathroom with that tuft of unyielding aho-mane hair on her head.

Then the sound of water splashing and childish singing came from the bathroom.

Jiang Yan washed her hands and face, made dinner with a glass of milk and two slices of bread, and then went to the storage room.

All the clothes that the mother and daughter were reluctant to throw away over the years are neatly stored here.

Jiang Yan first opened the largest closet, and placed her daughter's clothes from childhood to adulthood, all washed cleanly, inside.

Jiang Yan first found the clothes her daughter wore when she was three or four years old. They were all in good condition and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.

Jiang Yan's hands gently stroked her daughter's clothes, thinking of the little girl who was just learning to speak and had grown into a big girl in the blink of an eye.

Who knew that when she closed her eyes and opened them again, she would become a little girl again.

Before she could even sigh, she began to worry about what to use to make a coat for her daughter.

It was early spring, and the weather was still chilly. My daughter's undergarments were perfect for her long underwear, but what would she do with a jacket?

The outer coats and cotton-padded jackets here are very different from those of today's era and should not be worn in public.

She silently took out her daughter's underwear, opened the closet containing her own clothes, and looked for a long time but couldn't find anything suitable.

Jiang Yan opened another closet at a loss. When her eyes fell on the discarded bed sheets, she suddenly had an idea.

She reached out and took out the light linen sheet, and after looking at it for a few seconds, she decided to use it as the outer cover of the jacket.

Now that she had the outer layer of the jacket, she was racking her brains to figure out what to use as the filling inside the jacket.

There was no extra cotton at home, and after thinking about it, Jiang Yan's eyes fell on the pile of summer quilts and air-conditioning quilts.

She hadn't been willing to throw it away at first, but now it was all in use. Jiang Yan finally understood the true meaning of the saying: a broken home is worth a fortune.

Jiang Yan smiled as she set to work. She made the outer layer of the jacket out of a bed sheet and the lining of a summer quilt. The sewing machine at home began to chug away, and soon a small jacket was complete.

Jiang Yan took the jacket and examined it carefully. Besides the color not being suitable for a little girl, there was nothing wrong with it. She called out to the bathroom, "Chenchen, are you done washing? If you're done, come over and try on this new jacket I made for you. If there's anything that doesn't fit, I'll help you make some changes."

"Mom, let's wait a while. I feel like the mud I've rubbed off is enough to fill two acres of farmland."

After hearing her daughter's words, Jiang Yan wanted to laugh, but when she thought of the experience of the original mother and daughter, she couldn't laugh.

The winters here are very cold. The mother and daughter originally lived in a shabby house with leaks everywhere. How could they dare to take a bath in such a harsh environment?

Thinking that her original body hadn't taken a bath for the entire winter, Jiang Yan couldn't help but rub her nose silently.

Then she moved faster, cutting and operating the sewing machine, all in one go.

After Yichen came out of the bathroom clean, she went to the kitchen, picked up the milk and bread prepared by her mother, and started to feast on them.

Hearing the noises from the kitchen, Jiang Yan warned, "Chenchen, just fill your stomach and don't eat too much. Our bodies are in good condition now so we need to eat small and frequent meals."

"Mom, I know. Have you eaten?"

"Mom has eaten."

"Oh."

Yichen drank half a glass of milk and a piece of bread, then returned to her room. When she saw the clothes on her bedside table, she pretended to be mature and picked them up to look through them. She concluded, "It's great that these things weren't thrown away and that they still have their true value."

However, when she saw the small autumn clothes and autumn trousers that she had worn before, she couldn't help but pick them up and compare them several times.

She grew from small to big and then became smaller again. All the little discomfort in her heart seemed to be relieved suddenly.

Isn’t it just growing up again? With her mother by her side, she is not afraid of anything.

She also has experience that others don't have, which is also her advantage.

The sewing machine was still making the "click-click-click" sound, like a lullaby. Yichen was really sleepy, so she said "good night" to her mother and went to bed.

After her daughter fell asleep, Jiang Yan went to the bathroom. Two hours later, she emerged from the bathroom looking like a completely different person.

Jiang Yan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was twelve o'clock.

Maybe what she experienced today was beyond ordinary people's imagination, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She remembered that the clothes she was going to wear tomorrow were not ready yet, so Jiang Yan resigned herself to her fate and went to operate the sewing machine.

By the time she had finished making the clothes she was going to wear, it was almost dawn and Jiang Yan was feeling sleepy.

But it was already this late and she couldn't sleep.

Jiang Yan left her home and found herself in a newly built shack. The shack had been empty all night and was very cold and damp.

Jiang Yan grabbed a handful of firewood she had picked up yesterday and lit a small fire, and the shack was instantly bright.

Gradually, moisture slowly rose with the flames, and the entire shack was filled with curling steam.

Jiang Yan knew that this kind of environment was very hurtful, so she opened the door and walked out.

It was pitch black outside, and it seemed as if she was the only one in the entire valley of Thirteen Banners.

Jiang Yan pulled her coat closer, faced the rising sun, closed her eyes, and used her mind to guide the tender green in her palms to stretch upward, echoing the wood factor between heaven and earth.

One stick of incense passed, then two sticks of incense passed, but the two tender leaves in Jiang Yan's palms seemed to have not changed at all.

Jiang Yan was not discouraged. She faintly felt a subtle warm current flowing through her veins.

If she hadn't felt it carefully, she might not have noticed it.

Jiang Yan was ecstatic. She...did this count as getting started?