Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

"Which direction?" Shen Lingzhu turned around very quickly, "I don't remember the way."

Shen Miaozhu also pretended to look around: "We rarely come here by ourselves."

Shen Huai and the others did not notice any slight abnormality in their behavior. They were young and did not visit relatives often except during the Chinese New Year.

"It's not a good time to stay overnight. There's a ferry crossing west of Daji. There's a long corridor there where you can rest.

I vaguely remember that a few years ago there was a small tavern nearby where guests could stay for a while.

What do you think of going there, Mom and Dad? " Shen Xianzhu was not too willing to stay with relatives so hastily.

Shen Huai and Mrs. Hu had no objection, and the group headed west.

It turned out that there was a tavern and teahouse not far from the corridor. The three siblings went there to book a room, but the store only had two large bunk beds.

It doesn’t matter to others who live in a dormitory, but it is absolutely impossible for Mrs. Hu to do so.

Shen Lingzhu said that if a private room was available, he could pay extra. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I will provide a resting place for the people on the boat, and I will only leave one of my family members behind the counter to watch the night.

If you really find the bunk bed too hot, you can spend the night under the long corridor."

"Forget it, let's take some food and wine." Shen Miaozhu ordered a few dishes and didn't stay any longer.

Shen Xianzhu was a little unwilling: "Mother must have slept restlessly in the river for a night."

"But uncle doesn't want to go into the village." Shen Lingzhu felt that his uncle probably didn't want to meet acquaintances and cause people to talk about him.

Beigou is only a dozen miles away from Shenquanji, and the news of the Shen family being raided must have spread throughout the area long ago.

She said, "Brother, sister, there are too many mosquitoes near the river. Please at least put up a tent to protect aunt's grave."

Shen Miaozhu shook her head: "No need, we will find a place after delivering the food.

"Brother, do you remember any temples or shrines in the market?" "It's easy to put up a tarpaulin tent for the car, but it's hot and stuffy and there's a risk of heatstroke."

She paused and said, "Or we can stay at the doctor's pharmacy for one night."

"Look to the right, there is a Dragon King Temple." Shen Xianzhu raised his chin to indicate.

They both looked up and saw a small temple half a person's height. They hadn't noticed it much when they passed by just now.

Shen Lingzhu: "My apologies, Dragon King, I'm sorry."

"You're talking nonsense." Shen Xianzhu flicked her forehead and said, "There's a larger temple in the other corner of the market. I don't think mother would like to go there."

"Why?"

“In the past, the temple priests often came to our house to beg for alms.

As for the doctor's family, his children and grandchildren still live together in the same place."

"There's no place to stay?" Shen Lingzhu looked back at the tavern again.

Then she saw the people at the teahouse next door locking the door after putting away the tables and chairs. She immediately said, "There's a place to stay."

After saying that, he left his brothers and sisters and ran to negotiate with the boss.

When the other party heard that she was willing to rent the tea stall for a night for one penny, he agreed without hesitation.

Finally, they had a place to stay. After their senior sister paid the bill, Shen Lingzhu cleaned several tables like a hardworking little bee.

That night, the Shen family slept soundly using the table as a bed. Before dawn the next day, they handed over the tea shop to the owner and rushed home full of hope.

To be honest, it only takes half an hour to travel more than ten miles by mule cart.

Beigou Village is located in the transition zone from semi-mountainous and semi-hilly areas to plains. There are only dozens of households in the village, but they are scattered everywhere.

The advantage is that neighbors will not disturb each other, which is especially good for Shen Huai at this moment.

He asked the driver to avoid roads with houses as much as possible, but the closer the car got to home, the more confused he became.

Shen Lingzhu and her senior sister were still vaguely remembering and looking around uncertainly, but where was the house?

"Where is our home? Why is the house gone?" The eldest brother Shen Xianzhu jumped out of the car and ran towards the house.

Now, Shen Lingzhu determined the location and ran over. The ground under her feet was not very flat. In the morning light, she could vaguely see the half-built foundations everywhere.

There are many shallow horizontal and vertical ditches, which shows that the house will be a large house with three entrances and a cross courtyard after it is built.

But at this moment, Shen Lingzhu just wanted to say: "Where is my home?"

Does this mean that we must combine all the difficulties on the road, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and one more difficulty to bring them all together into one?

What was even more unbelievable than the brothers and sisters was Shen Huai. He stumbled to the gate of the house, and before Shen Lingzhu and the others could run over to talk to him, he turned around and ran further west.

"Uncle?" Could he be provoked? Shen Lingzhu ran after him, followed by his eldest brother Shen Xianzhu.

The senior sister who stayed behind helped Hu get out of the car: "Uncle should be looking for my father."

"He must have gone to the clan school by the river. There are not many houses for him to live in elsewhere." Mrs. Hu was relatively calm. After all, they had arrived home.

When she asked the two coachmen to accompany her, the noise of Mr. Shen Huai and his men running had already been seen by those who had gotten up early.

A young boy driving cattle saw that it was them, climbed onto the ox's back and urged it to run, shouting: "Uncle Wuzu is back! My father has taken him home!"

Moo...

The young boy's shouting mixed with the cow's mooing immediately caused a burst of dog barking in the distance.

An old man was stirring hay for his donkey in a large courtyard. He listened attentively to the noise when a young man ran up from the passage. "Grandpa, it seems like Xiaoshan is calling for Uncle Wu to come back."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go and take a look." The old man dropped the basket and strode towards the back door.

Many people heard the noise just like him, but some rushed out to check out what was going on, while others just curled their lips and went about their business.

……

On this side, Shen Lingzhu, who was chasing his uncle, heard the boy's shout and stopped to look at him. Was someone going to pick them up?

With such doubts, she followed her uncle to a place with white walls and black tiles not far from the river bank.

Then I saw my uncle forcefully push open the door, "Second brother, second brother..."

He shouted several times but no one answered, so Shen Lingzhu came in and ran around looking.

In the spacious and concave courtyard, there were no other people except them, oh no, there was also the big brother who came over to hold the door and get some fresh air.

Shen Lingzhu turned around and said, "Uncle, my parents may not live here."

"Brother Huai?" Fang Chang, the old man who was mixing hay, strode into the yard.

Shen Huai turned around and rushed forward to grab his arms: "Third cousin, where is your second brother? Could he be implicated by me? What happened?"

"Don't mention him to me! You idiot boy." Third cousin Shen Desheng said angrily, "You don't even know what he did.

After I sent my two little girls to you a few months ago, I was told that you had changed the blueprints and the old house next to the new house had to be demolished to build a large courtyard.

As a result, a few days after his house was demolished, he believed the words of the wandering Taoist priest, who said that he would go to the Sanqing Temple in Ganzhou to worship and that he would give birth to a son this year.

"And then he went to pay homage?" Shen Lingzhu was incredulous. She had recently privately asked her elder brother about the geography of this dynasty, which was very similar to the era they lived in.

She and her senior sister judged that the two were probably from a certain dynasty in a parallel time and space.

Shen Desheng snorted coldly: "That's more than that."

After a pause, he looked Shen Huai up and down again: "Let's not talk about him, how about you, Huai'er?

When the house was searched, Chi Ge'er was not at home, and many things, including your wife's dowry, were taken away by the officials."

“???” Shen Lingzhu looked at her aunt who just walked in.