Wen Yunhuai found her reaction both amusing and heartbreaking: "It's evening, baby, are you hungry? Daddy will go get some ingredients to cook for you."

Wen Qinghe was surprised, but the guards only gave them a limited amount of time. If they were to cook a meal, they would miss even more time together.

Moreover, her father lives in this cowshed, and judging from his thin appearance, he probably doesn't have much to eat.

But she did have it; she hadn't had a chance to tell her father the secret yet.

Seeing Yan Xiao standing in the room, she ran over and said something to him, then mysteriously followed Wen Yunhuai to the kitchen.

Wen Yunhuai was puzzled, but he still cooperated with his daughter, closing the small kitchen window and locking the door.

The moment Qingqing took his hand, the space in front of him suddenly shifted, and he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

He felt a sudden panic, but then realized he was still holding his daughter's hand. He relaxed slightly, but carefully shielded his daughter behind him, remaining vigilant about everything around him.

"Baby, don't be afraid! Daddy's here!"

Wen Qinghe felt a warmth in her heart. "Dad, don't worry, this is the secret I wanted to tell you."

Wen Yunhuai, a staunch believer in scientific materialism, couldn't believe it. "Honey? You just said where this is?"

"This is my space, a space I've had since I came into this era."

Wen Yunhuai looked at this small world and saw it clearly divided into two parts: one side was a storage area full of various supplies, and the other side was a primeval forest.

As an atheist, he was completely bewildered by all of this.

"Dad, time is tight, Yanxiao will be anxious soon. Let's go to the storage area to get what we need for dinner. I'll get straight to the point."

As she spoke, she pulled her bewildered father toward the storage area where lunchboxes were kept.

Wen Yunhuai then realized that his daughter's experience was even more miraculous than his own.

Not only can they return to the modern world on the fifteenth of each month, but they also bring back a large amount of supplies.

In those impoverished times, this was all real money.

Although he possessed countless riches during his lifetime, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and never had to worry about food or clothing in this era.

But now, after three months of poverty, he couldn't help but be amazed to see so many supplies.

Let alone the current social climate, even in modern times, most people are atheists. If someone with ill intentions knew about this extraordinary encounter, he couldn't imagine what his daughter would face.

I quickly asked her, "Have you told anyone else about this space?"

"No, I know this secret is special, I've only told my dad."

Wen Yunhuai breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but remind her, "Qingqing, you must not tell anyone about this. If someone with ulterior motives takes advantage of it, you might get into trouble."

Wen Qinghe nodded obediently upon hearing this.

She hadn't actually thought that her space could be used to enter other people's accounts; it was just that a sudden inspiration flashed through her mind, and unexpectedly, she succeeded...

She took out her skateboard and moved between the various fast food stalls, bringing out the dishes she wanted one by one for Wen Yunhuai to carry.

Having not eaten meat for a long time, Wen Yunhuai couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the steaming braised fish and spicy chicken.

Seeing that Wen Qinghe was about to get more, he stopped her, "Qingqing, that's enough. These few dishes are enough. Too many will just be too much."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qinghe stopped, still feeling it wasn't enough; she wished she could share the entire warehouse with her father.

Thinking of his impoverished life living in the cowshed, she felt a pang of heartache. She would cherish her own father and make sure to leave him plenty of supplies before she left.

...

It had been less than twenty minutes since the two left.

Wen Yunhuai didn't want his daughter to serve the dishes, so he opened the door and called out to the man standing in the cowshed where he lived: "Hey, kid, come and serve the dishes!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao took a long stride and quickly walked over to serve the dishes, surprised that the food was ready in just twenty minutes.

When the food was served, I saw braised fish, spicy chicken, steamed pork ribs, cream of mushroom soup, and stir-fried shrimp.

He secretly admired Wen Yunhuai's excellent cooking skills and regretted that he had just let his future father-in-law cook for him.

They didn't even get a chance to shine...

Before they could ponder how Wen Yunhuai, living in a cowshed, could still receive such good food.

At the dinner table, Wen Qinghe saw her boyfriend and father chatting monotonously while picking at their food.

Thinking that men almost always drink at the dinner table, he stood up and said to them,

"Dad, Brother Yan, I'm going to the kitchen to get something. You two eat first."

Yan Xiao thought there were still dishes that hadn't been served, so he quickly stood up and said, "Qingqing, sit down and eat first, I'll go get them!"

Wen Yunhuai didn't realize there was anything left in the kitchen that he hadn't taken; the takeout containers for the food had also been put into his spatial storage by his daughter.

But seeing that Yan Xiao was about to follow, and remembering her daughter's secret, she quickly spoke up:

"My daughter doesn't like clingy people. Whatever a daughter wants to do, we men shouldn't interfere too much."

Although Yan Xiao had doubts, he still obediently sat down and listened attentively to the instructions.

When Wen Qinghe came in, Yan Xiao saw that she was holding a jar of wine-red liquid and three enamel cups. He quickly got up and took them from her.

When Wen Yunhuai saw the transparent jar, his eyes lit up, and he had a guess in his mind.

Until his darling whispered in his ear that it was Bordeaux from 1982…

He was heartbroken; how long had it been…

Since arriving here, he had his servants try brewing wine, but it never tasted right, so he gave it up.

I never expected his precious item to arrive today…

"Haha, Xiao Yan, want to try some? Let's have a good chat today, father and son, until we're drunk."

Yan Xiao was surprised by Wen Yunhuai's attitude at this moment, but he would definitely comply if his future father-in-law asked.

As they drank and ate, Yan Xiao, seeing that the atmosphere was right, brought up the topic of marriage between the two of them.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yunhuai did not raise any objections this time. Instead, he looked at Yan Xiao and spoke solemnly.

“I don’t object to you two dating, and you can even get married. But you know Qingqing’s health condition. I hope that until she fully recovers, well, it would be best if you just remained a simple couple.”

He paused, as if remembering something, suppressing the sadness in his heart, and gave another word of advice:

"Furthermore, Qingqing's mother died in childbirth, let alone Qingqing's health..."

Even if you two are unable to control yourselves, I hope that as a man, you will be responsible for your wife. It's best not to let her suffer the pain of childbirth.

In short, Wen Yunhuai had no intention of letting the big guy touch his daughter.

As long as his daughter isn't harmed, let him get through these two years.

They can get all their family assets back. With money, they can replace any man who isn't right for them.

Now that he's imprisoned, there are many things he can't take care of. There's a ready-made caregiver here, so why not use him? We can give the kid a generous reward and then send him away.

Yan Xiao couldn't believe Wen Yunhuai had agreed, and he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. He immediately assured him:

"Uncle Wen, rest assured, I have no intention of letting Qingqing have children. As for... I will prioritize her health and always put her health first."