A post-apocalyptic female soul travels back to the War of Resistance against Japan

"My father was very serious in my memory, but he wasn't too strict with me, his youngest son."

The main problem is that if I'm too strict, my mother spoils me terribly; she's the kind of person who really indulges her child.

Ye Wuhen smiled and said, "This is what people often refer to as the eldest grandson and the youngest son. Elders usually dote on these two types of people the most!"

Shi Mobai laughed, "I already have two outstanding older brothers, and there's a big age gap between us. I'm the third child in the family, so I'm spoiled a bit because I'm the youngest!"

"Actually, when I ran away from home, I felt very guilty towards my mother. After all, she loved me so much, and I knew she would be so worried and heartbroken if I disappeared!"

Ye Wuhen said seriously, "Mo Bai, when you meet your parents this time, they will definitely take you back. You should be prepared."

Shi Mobai nodded. "Okay! We'll talk about it later! If we can avoid going back, then we won't!"

"Hey, let's get this straight! We need to stick to the same story. We'll use that excuse from Sister Cheng about the 'immortal master.' I think that's a good excuse. Sister Cheng was really insightful!"

"We have a divine master, and we have to obey his orders!"

"We need to gather all our fellow disciples together before we can go back!"

Ye Jinxuan said, "It's possible to have a master who is a deity, but we need to provide strong evidence before your parents will believe us."

Shi Mobai patted his chest and assured them, "Don't worry, brothers, I have plenty of good stuff. If all else fails, just give them two spatial teleports, and they should be able to trust me."

"I've stockpiled quite a few of these before. Just give each of them a small space, and that'll definitely fool them!"

Ye Wuhen said, "Mo Bai, don't forget that even the smallest spatial teleportation device needs mental support. Can you guarantee they can use it?"

Shi Mobai was startled by Ye Wuhen's reminder, and only then did he remember this matter, which left him dumbfounded.

Shi Mobai panicked this time, "It's over, it's over, let me think of something else to do?"

"Brothers, please help me think of a solution!"

Ye Wuhen then said, "Brother Mo Bai, don't worry, there are plenty of ways. Just put the item into your spatial storage in front of them, and then take it out again. They should believe you!"

Ye Jinxuan also said, "Don't you have superpowers? You could demonstrate your water-based abilities!"

Upon hearing that there were so many methods, Shi Mobai felt relieved.

"Yes, yes, that's fine. Just take one of these things out; it would be a very magical thing for these ancient people."

Half an hour later, the group returned. As soon as they got off the carriage, they saw some guards and yamen runners standing guard outside the gate.

Wow! That's quite a show of force. They've definitely become famous in this area now.

As they approached the door, several guards recognized them.

They stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Young Master, you've finally returned! Madam and Master are waiting for you inside!"

These guards had been instructed not to approach and greet His Highness the Crown Prince and Prince Rui, so as not to expose their identities.

All they need to do is talk to the young master of the Duke of Anguo's family!

None of the guards dared to look up at Ye Wuhen and Ye Jinxuan; they simply greeted Shi Mobai, also known as Jiang Yifei.

Shi Mobai nodded. "Okay, I understand!"

Shi Mobai took a deep breath and entered the courtyard with Ye Wuhen and the others.

As soon as they stepped into the inner hall, they were spotted by Lady Fang Ziyi, who had been watching the outside commotion.

And she quickly spotted the youngest one among the children.

It's my own unfilial son, Jiang Yifei, who ran away from home.

The Duchess Fang Ziyi stood up abruptly after seeing her unfilial son.

Ignoring her previous gentle demeanor, she instantly transformed into a tigress, roaring, "Jiang Yifei, you've got some nerve! You've even learned to run away from home. Who taught you that?"

Jiang Yifei looked at the elegantly dressed woman who was running angrily towards him. It was his mother, and he could see that she was about to grab his ear.

He was about to dodge, but then hesitated because of guilt, and then his ear was twisted hard.

Although it didn't hurt much, he still started yelling and screaming.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Mom, Mom, please twist it gently, it's going to twist my ear off!"

As soon as Shi Mobai finished shouting, he felt the pressure on his ear lessen considerably.

Lady Fang Ziyi, wife of the Duke of Anguo, said sternly, "You brat, will you dare to run around like this again?"

Shi Mobai quickly said, "I won't run anymore, I won't run anymore, Mother, please forgive me this time!"

Looking at her youngest son's pained expression, Fang Ziyi asked cruelly, "Tell me! Why did you sneak out, and why did you run so far?"

"If you can't give me a straight answer, I won't let you off the hook!"