The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

It was a little hot in the early morning of May.

In a small mountain village under the rule of Dayu Kingdom, the suppressed crying of a child was heard from the most magnificent courtyard in the village.

She was a little girl of four or five years old. She ran barefoot from a room to the yard. After looking around, the fear in her eyes became more and more intense.

She sat under the eaves, hugged her knees tightly, her body trembling with fear.

After a while, the little girl mustered up her courage and thought of the woman in the room - the woman who looked very similar to her mother. She wiped her tears, walked into the room carefully, and met the eyes of the young woman who had just woken up in the bed.

The woman on the bed rubbed her aching head, closed her eyes, and then opened them suddenly.

"Xiao Xi, why are you dressed like this?"

The little girl's delicate and pretty face was originally filled with fear, but when she heard the woman's words, surprise flashed in her eyes, and she tentatively called out, "Mom?"

The woman on the bed was called Lu Yanyan. After her headache eased, she finally realized that it wasn't just her daughter's dress that was wrong, it was the whole room that was wrong. This was not her big flat.

Lu Yanyan got out of bed and looked at his daughter who was still a little frightened. His heart ached and he quickly hugged her.

Lu Yanyan patted her daughter's back gently and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoxi, mom is here..."

Having arrived in this strange room for some unknown reason, Lu Yanyan herself was a little scared. She comforted her daughter while wiping away her tears.

The little girl Han Xiaoxi also hugged Lu Yanyan tightly, crying so hard that she couldn't speak.

Han Xiaoxi's heart was full of confusion and grievances. When she opened her eyes just now, she found herself lying in bed with a woman.

This woman looked a lot like my mother, but she was much younger. I didn't know where my father and grandmother had gone, and the room wasn't theirs.

She ran out of the house in fear, but found no one there and the yard was unlike anything she had ever seen. She was extremely frightened and only felt a little relieved when she confirmed that the person in front of her was her mother.

After choking for a long time, Han Huaixi asked while sobbing: "Mom, where is Dad? Where is Grandma? Where is this? How did you become younger? How can we wear such clothes?"

A series of questions hit Lu Yanyan's head, making her even more confused. She didn't know what to do. They were just fighting over their daughter's education, how did it end up like this in the blink of an eye?

But no matter what, she had to find out where they were first. Lu Yanyan wiped away her tears and looked around the room.

The furnishings in this room and what Xiaoxi and I are wearing are obviously not things that would be used in our era. They look more like the scenery in a costume drama.

In the bronze mirror on the dressing table, Lu Yanyan saw a face that was exactly the same as her own when she was twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

Lu Yanyan pinched his arm. Hiss, it hurt. This wasn't a dream. Could it be that he and his daughter had traveled through time, and even to ancient times?

Her mind was blank now, and she felt even more panicked than before.

After telling Han Xiaoxi not to speak, Lu Yanyan looked around carefully.

This is an antique room and it is quite large.

In addition to the bed and a small couch beside the bed, there are also wardrobes, screens, dressing tables, small tables and other furniture.

There are several pictures of ancient ladies hanging on the wall, and the floor is paved with blue bricks.

There is a bronze mirror on the dressing table, and two white porcelain bottles are placed on the table.

Lu Yanyan looked at her and her daughter's clothes again. They were all made of cotton, about 80% new, and had no patches.

Lu Yanyan felt a little relieved because the family was well off.

Fortunately, I didn't travel back to a shabby house where people couldn't get enough food. The current mainstream of time travel is that people start out miserably, but then the great time traveler counterattacks and becomes rich.

Lu Yanyan was very self-aware. She was just an ordinary high school teacher. She didn't have the incredible cooking skills to make a fortune by selling recipes or making delicious food, nor did she have the super-strong fighting power to hunt for ginseng in the mountains, nor did she have the incredible medical skills to quickly rise through the social ladder by curing diseases and saving lives.

My husband Han Nuo and my mother-in-law Chen Li are both businessmen, but they probably have never experienced this.

Lu Yanyan secretly encouraged herself. Her daughter was not even five years old yet. No matter how difficult it was, she would protect her in this strange world.

After calming down, Lu Yanyan gently opened the door and walked out taking Han Xiaoxi's hand.

The bright sunshine outside made Lu Yanyan feel more cheerful.

This is a small courtyard. It is not big, but it has many rooms.

Lu Yanyan first went to the kitchen and storage room to check and found that there was enough food. Although it was not the refined rice and flour of modern times, it was quite good in ancient times.

In addition to food, salt, sugar, oil and other seasonings are also in sufficient supply.

Without having to worry about material things in life, Lu Yanyan felt a little more relieved and began to think about how he and Xiaoxi would deal with other people they met since they had no memories.

Han Xiaoxi suddenly became excited at this moment. She had never seen such a small courtyard before.

Various flowers and plants are planted in the yard, a row of green bamboos stand against the wall, and there is a grape trellis with a small table and four small chairs placed underneath.

Xiaoxi excitedly stepped onto the small chair and reached out to pick the small flowers blooming on the grape rack.

Lu Yanyan looked at her daughter and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Never mind. Since it has happened, I might as well make the best of it. At worst, I can just say that I accidentally hit my head and now I can’t remember anything.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door and a girl's anxious voice was heard.

"Mom, open the door quickly, grandma has fainted in the field, please go and see her."

Han Xiaoxi was so frightened when she heard the sound that she quickly jumped off the chair, hugged Lu Yanyan's waist tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Mom, who is it?"

Lu Yanyan said softly: "Xiaoxi, don't be afraid. Don't say anything later. I'll go and take a look. Also, don't call me mom here. Call me mother."

Han Xiaoxi called out "Mom" in confusion. Lu Yanyan's eyes reddened. He patted his daughter's head gently and turned to open the gate.

Outside the door was a little girl of six or seven years old. After the gate was opened, the girl went to pull Lu Yanyan with an anxious look on her face.

Seeing that the girl's face was somewhat similar to Han Xiaoxi and his own, Lu Yanyan's brain went blank for a moment, as if a memory was forced into it. Lu Yanyan knew that this was the memory of the original owner.

She finally remembered that the girl in front of her was her original body's eldest daughter - Han Huaiyu.

At this time, Han Xiaoxi's weak voice came from behind: "Sister?"

Han Huaiyu ran over in surprise and hugged Han Xiaoxi with tears and laughter.

"Xiaoxi, you finally woke up, that's great."

When Lu Yanyan saw the two girls hugging each other, he sorted out his confused memories and finally realized that he did not travel to ancient times, but to a book.

She and Han Xiaoxi traveled to the novel that caused the family dispute - "A five-year-old cute kid travels around the world, and ten bosses compete for his favor."

Unfortunately, his family is not the protagonist, but the second branch of the Han family, the cannon fodder in the original book.

The original owner was also called Lu Yanyan, and she was twenty-five years old this year. Her husband was called Han Qingyun, who was the same age as Lu Yanyan and was a teacher at the town academy.

Just like before Lu Yanyan came here, her father-in-law had passed away and she only had a mother-in-law, Chen.

Chen was naturally the grandmother Han Huaiyu had just mentioned. She was the second wife of the deceased scholar Han Hongyuan.

My daughter Han Xiaoxi is called Han Huaixi here. She is the five-year-old daughter of the second branch of the Han family.

The original owner also had two sons and a daughter. The eldest son, Han Huaijin, was nine years old this year and was studying at Fengxi Town Academy.

The eldest daughter, Han Huaiyu, is seven years old this year, and the youngest son, Han Huaian, is Han Huaixi's twin brother.

Seeing Han Xiaoxi's confused and tangled expression, Lu Yanyan knew that she had also regained the memories of her original body.

The chaotic situation in front of him and the tragic fate of his original family in the future need to be put aside for the time being.

The most important thing right now is not to reveal the identities of himself and Xiaoxi, otherwise we might be burned as monsters.

In the original novel, the heroine was almost killed because she was different.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanyan hugged Han Huaixi, gently covered her mouth without attracting attention, and then said to Han Huaiyu: "Come on, come with me to see grandma."