Chapter 2: Traveling Through Time or Resurrection

Wen Zhenyi didn't know how long she had slept. When she woke up, she saw Old Lady Wen sitting beside her bed.

She turned over and sat up, looking directly at the old man in front of her, biting her lips lightly, not knowing what to say.

When Old Lady Wen saw the agility in her clear eyes, she knew that her granddaughter was no idiot: "Yi Yi, do you want to hear a story?"

Wen Zhenyi looked up at her and nodded slightly.

Old Lady Wen began to tell her a story: "Thirteen years ago, a family's daughter-in-law gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. As soon as the two children were born, they found something wrong. The younger child did not cry or make a fuss since birth.

At that time, everyone in the family thought that the child was well-behaved and sensible, but as she grew up day by day, they realized that the child was an idiot.

Her family did not give up on her. They found a doctor to treat her, prayed to gods and Buddhas, and did everything anyone said might help her recover.

This went on for five whole years, until one year a wandering Taoist priest passed by this family, saw the child, and told them with a smile that the child's soul was incomplete when she was born, and she would have a calamity when she turned thirteen, and once she got through it, she would be fine.

The family was overjoyed at the time. Although the child was frail and sickly, they had hope in their hearts and no longer felt that life was difficult. They just hoped that she would get better soon.

Wen Zhenyi looked at her in surprise. Not to mention in ancient times, even in modern times, no family would be able to pay so much for a fool, let alone with the whole family's efforts.

She looked at the old man in front of her with a complicated expression.

Old Lady Wen smiled and touched her head: "Yiyi, are you still not willing to call me grandma? I have been looking forward to this call for thirteen years."

Wen Zhenyi was an orphan in her previous life. She never expected that her life experience would be like this. Looking at the old man opposite her, she did not reject him, but felt a sense of dependence on him as a blood relative.

"grandmother."

Mrs. Wen smiled and nodded, tears streaming from her eyes unconsciously: "I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to wait for Yi Yi to call me grandma. It's great, it's great that my granddaughter is back."

When Wen Zhenyi saw her crying, he frantically wiped her tears with his sleeve: "Grandma, don't cry. It's my fault. I made you worry for so many years."

Old Lady Wen smiled and pinched her face: "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back."

Old Lady Wen smiled and touched her head: "I knew it from the moment you opened your eyes. Your eyes were clear before, but lifeless. Now they are lively."

Wen Zhenyi had to admit that his cheap grandmother was really amazing.

At this time, Ma Yinghe came in with a bowl of brown sugar water and placed it on the table beside her. She looked at Old Lady Wen with some uneasiness: "Mom, she..."

"Yi Yi is really fine."

Wen Zhenyi looked at his beautiful mother and said, "Mom, I made you worry."

Ma Yinghe hugged Wen Zhenyi and said, "My poor daughter, you are finally back."

Wen Zhenyi was a little overwhelmed. Her embrace was so warm. He slowly reached out and hugged her: "Mom, I'm back."

Ma Yinghe had cried enough and remembered the ginger sugar water she had prepared for her: "Drink the ginger sugar water. Don't let yourself get sick from falling into the river."

Wen Zhenyi picked up the ginger sugar water and took a sip. Maybe there was too much ginger in it? It made his throat burn.

Ma Yinghe saw that she only took a sip and asked, "Isn't it tasty?"

"No." Wen Zhenyi picked up the bowl and drank it in one breath.

"Mom, Yinghe, are you okay? I heard that Liu Si brought people to our house." The loud voice that suddenly sounded outside the door scared the three people inside.

Old Lady Wen took off her shoes and hit Wen Chengwen on the hand as he walked in: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Aren't you afraid of scaring Yi Yi? I think you're asking for a beating."

Wen Chengwen dodged while shouting, "Mom, I was wrong. Don't hit me, don't hit me. It hurts."

Wen Zhenyi looked at this family and suddenly felt warm in her heart. It didn't matter that the family was penniless now, she would definitely make sure that their lives would get better and better.

When Wen Chengwen was dodging, he accidentally saw Wen Zhenyi smile. He forgot to run for a moment and was hit twice by the sole of the shoe: "Mom, look, Yi Yi is smiling."

When Old Lady Wen saw this fool, she was furious: "How could I, a smart person, give birth to someone as stupid as you?"

"Just like my father." Wen Chengwen said it without even stuttering.

Old Lady Wen rolled her eyes: "If your father were like you, I would like him."

Wen Chengwen touched his nose and looked at the two people sitting on the bed: "Yinghe, you won't speak up for me."

Ma Yinghe sighed deeply: "If it weren't for my martial arts skills and my aggressive personality, I wouldn't marry you."

Wen Chengwen immediately burst into tears and ran to sit beside Wen Zhenyi's bed: "Yiyi! Your grandma and your mother bullied your father."

"Dad, I won't bully you anymore."

"Well, our Yi Yi is the most considerate." After Wen Chengwen said this, he was suddenly stunned and turned to look at her mechanically.

"Did you just speak?"

Wen Zhenyi looked at him with a smile: "Speak."

Wen Chengwen turned her head to look at Wen Zhenyi, then looked at Ma Yinghe who was sitting next to her and looking at her. She opened her mouth but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Mrs. Wen really didn't want to see his silly look: "All right."

Wen Chengwen turned to look at Wen Zhenyi: "Yiyi, you are calling me daddy."

Wen Zhenyi called out sweetly, "Dad."

"Oh, oh, my daughter calls me dad." Wen Chengwen cried with joy.

Seeing her husband crying without any image, Ma Yinghe was also troubled: "Stop crying, you are back, who will watch over the meat stall?"

"Oh no! I was in such a hurry to come back that I forgot about this." He said and ran out in a hurry.

After three days of rest, Wen Zhenyi finally recovered, but he was still very weak. It seemed that he had to put exercise and eating on his schedule.

In order to help me get better quickly, my step-grandmother and mother had meat or eggs for every meal, but the meat was always boiled in water, the eggs were always egg custard, and the vegetables were also boiled in water.

The reason why Wen Zhenyi was known as a cooking god in her previous life was because she was a foodie, and a picky foodie at that. Now that she had to eat boiled vegetables for every meal, she felt like her life was meaningless.

Now that she can finally go out to work, she doesn't want to eat boiled vegetables anymore.

She ran into the kitchen to see what ingredients were there.

Mrs. Wen saw her come in and didn't care: "You girl, why are you running here instead of resting in your room?"

"Grandma, my body aches from sleeping so much. Let me help you with something."

"You're not needed here. I've done everything I need to do. You should rest well and get well. When your grandfather and the others come back, give them a surprise."