Jiang Dai couldn't help but wonder if she was really overthinking things.

What are the chances of time travel?

Moreover, after so many days, she had only detected traces of modern people in Bai Tian.

Even though the personalities of the three sons in front of me have changed a bit, they do not often show many traces of modern people's behavior and habits.

Besides, surely everyone in modern times knows what a sweet potato is!

And surely you know Journey to the West, which Bai Tian mentioned earlier!

Therefore, Jiang Dai is now certain that only she and Bai Tian have traveled through time.

"Mom... then I won't play with Da Chui anymore? I'll read more books and pester Uncle Wang more, okay? Please don't be angry..."

Bai Yun'an spoke again with ulterior motives.

His face showed hesitation and pitifulness, but his words unconsciously reminded Jiang Dai of something.

Jiang Dai: Could this be a concrete manifestation of the story of Mencius' mother moving three times to find the right environment for her son?

The environment has a really important impact on a young child.

"No need for that."

With a gentle smile, Jiang Dai raised her hand and touched Bai Yun'an's hair.

Then, looking at his three sons in front of him, he said gently but firmly, "As long as we don't kill or set fires."

Murder and arson: Bai Yunqi, Bai Yunxing, Bai Yunan: one kill.

"No burning, killing, looting, or plundering."

Bai Yunqi and Bai Yun'an were involved in the burning, killing, looting, and arson.

"Don't lie or talk nonsense."

Bai Yun'an, who lies and talks nonsense: Triple kill.

Jiang Dai said with satisfaction, "Those are all good children!"

The three big shots were inwardly numb, but on the surface they all unanimously showed what they considered to be "obedient".

"Alright, it's getting late. Wash your face, brush your teeth, and go to bed early!"

Jiang Dai stood up, looked towards the entrance of the courtyard, and murmured in a very low voice, "Our family might be lively for a few more days."

...

At night, the villagers of Niantao Village had all gone to bed.

The surroundings were silent. Startled by the wild cat, the birds fluttered their wings and flew away, and the withered yellow leaves rustled down.

But a figure quietly appeared on the village path and finally stopped in front of the Bai family's house.

"Tsk..."

The man first walked around the Bai family's small courtyard, then let out a sigh.

"What treasures could there be in such a dilapidated courtyard!"

The man was thin and agile; in no time, he nimbly and skillfully scaled over the Bai family's small wall.

Enter the courtyard.

Looking at the few skinny hens, his lips twitched.

Then, with a clear goal in mind, he headed straight for the small kitchen, which was blackened by smoke and fire.

I lit a candle and, by its light, began searching the kitchen stove.

The employer said it was something that looked like powder, smelled very nice, and you could tell at a glance that it was no ordinary product.

The man quietly and skillfully rummaged through the items, not at all afraid that anyone would discover him.

At this hour, no one will be up; everyone is fast asleep.

Moreover, this family didn't keep a dog, and the whole family consisted of only one young, thin man, one woman, and four little kids.

If anything goes wrong, Wang Maquan might as well go to the latrine and eat shit!

It's in the side room opposite the small kitchen.

Bai Yun'an, who should have been fast asleep, silently opened his eyes. He took out the earplugs from his ears and tossed them into his spatial storage.

He immediately heard his older brother snoring, but this time he ignored it and looked at the closed door with interest.

interesting.

How could such a poor family attract thieves?

Let him guess.

Zhenxiulou? Shiwei Restaurant? Or is it the house of that grandmother who came looking for trouble today?

Bai Yun'an lay on the bed, letting the man search for a while, just as the man was about to go to his parents' room.

He rolled out of bed and put on his shoes.