Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

On her way to the village entrance, Liu Fangmei met Song Fubao. Song Fubao's thin face was no longer the plump, radiant girl it once was.

Song Songbao's clothes are dirty now, as if she fell and wasn't cleaned up properly. Her hair is no longer neatly styled, nor is it tied in little braids or pigtails.

If it weren't for her tearful appearance, they wouldn't have recognized her so quickly as the same person from before.

"No, how come Song Fubao hasn't gotten rid of that bad habit after all these years?"

"He always stares at other people's things, and once he sees them, he grabs them without a second thought." As expected of a woman of destiny, he recognized the extraordinary spatial bracelet on her at a glance.

Liu Fangmei thought that Song Fubao might have planted something on his daughter, otherwise how could he have climbed up there and let the people there know? This little girl, at such a young age, is not learning good things; she has learned all the unreasonable and meddlesome skills of her grandmother and great-grandmother to perfection.

The bracelet in her hand looked ordinary, making one think she wore it just for fun, but it was actually quite precious. Her daughter had picked it out for her in the Qingyu Space.

I don't know why this little girl is still outside so late. She only came out after dark.

Ignoring his resentful gaze, he ran a few steps past him to the village chief's house, explained his purpose, handed the matter over to the village chief, and went to the dilapidated house at the village entrance.

Before she even reached the village entrance, she heard the village bell ringing to signal assembly. Looking at the empty rooftops, Liu Fangmei felt completely numb.

Wasn't there still half a roof left before? Now there's nothing left. How come they can still use this house?

Once inside the dilapidated house, Liu Fangmei quickly called her husband out. She truly didn't know how to handle the situation.

“There’s a very peculiar type of tile in Qingyu Residence. They’re 1.2m x 1.2m each, and there aren’t any larger ones. They can be made according to the length and width of the roof. As long as the beams on this roof are still usable, it’s fine to put a few of those on the roof temporarily for a few days.” Xia Jixuan had already climbed onto the roof, intending to test whether the beams were still usable.

Hopefully he can hold on, otherwise, after these three days, I really don't know where to look for a more suitable place to live.

This place is away from the crowd, under a large banyan tree, and the entrance is quite spacious, which is just the right place for them this time.

Xia Jixuan was quite capable; after confirming that the roof beams were still usable, he quickly repaired the roof.

After tidying up the area a bit and laying wooden mats all over the room to make sure the cloth bags wouldn't touch the ground, I started arranging the rest.

Because having too many windows was unsafe, he boarded up all the windows he didn't need. He left only one relatively large window, which, when it wasn't big enough, was kicked by Xia Jixuan to create a space where a conveyor belt could be placed.

Because he didn't want you to discover who was in the house, he sealed off all the doors and windows. That way, it would be safer for his wife to stay here.

"Alright, let's keep it simple and straightforward. This should last three days. Put the things in your spatial storage for now, and you can enter and exit through this window. When you come back tomorrow, just release the conveyor belt from your spatial storage." After checking several times and confirming that everything was in order, Xia Jixuan sent his wife home.

His wife didn't need to attend the village meeting, since he'd gotten the things under the guise of a comrade-in-arms in the south. So, he'd definitely have to satisfy himself first, no…

He had already made preparations, and he couldn't leave for too long, so he quickly went back to his dormitory when he got home.

Xia Yutang was thinking of talking to her father about that merit monument, but she hadn't mentioned it yet when she saw her father disappear from her sight at lightning speed.

She felt that her father had never treated her like a child; otherwise, why would he disappear in front of her like that? Wasn't he afraid of scaring her into a psychological state?

"Little sister, what do you want to say to Dad?" Seeing his little sister's hesitant expression, the second brother, Xiaoyu, reached out and pulled her back to the sofa in the living room.

It's too cold outside, so they need to wear more layers before going out. Even after returning home, he still felt that sitting on the stone table outside would be too cold.

"Take this shiny brand, for example. Dad didn't even know it. I was standing right here that day, and he suddenly appeared..." I wonder if her guess that this was a fact of merit is correct.

But she genuinely felt that this golden light resembled the golden light of merit...

“Dad will also have a day off during the New Year, and he will definitely come in then. We can talk about it then. I will keep an eye on things for you. Okay, you sit here quietly, and I'll go help you with the work…” His father had given them both tasks when he left, and since his older brother had already started working, he quickly went to help him.

"Okay, I'll go inside. The sofa's soft; I like it there." Since her two older brothers wouldn't let her do any chores, she decided not to sit idly outside. She planned to go back to the kitchen to make two cups of hot milk tea for her brothers.

Although the space is kept at a constant temperature, it feels chilly because it's winter.

"Okay, then go back by yourself. If you're sleepy, go back to your room by yourself. Don't sleep on the sofa, or you might catch a cold..." The older brother watched his younger sister walk away, not forgetting to give her these instructions.

Xia Yutang waved with a smile and ran into the house with her short legs. Although her two older brothers had been here many times, they still seemed quite reserved.

They were especially afraid to rummage through drawers and cupboards, and they didn't dare to search the kitchen either. They ate whatever their parents gave them. Before their mother was around, they ate whatever their younger sister gave them.

Xia Yutang repeatedly emphasized that these were their own two children and they were very well-behaved, but unfortunately, she was always the one doing the rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

She placed a small stove on the dining table, the standard equipment for making canned milk tea, and gathered all the tools and set them up.

She carefully lit the milk tea with the flammable beads. Although her short arms were trying very hard, her short arms were a major disadvantage, and she almost got burned two or three times.

Fortunately, they finally managed to boil the milk tea, and its aroma slowly wafted through the kitchen. The two brothers who were working there smelled the aroma and assumed it was coming from something they had brought with them.

But the taste was really sweet and fragrant; they remembered that the milk tea their sister gave them tasted just like that.