Chapter 134 Fantasy Might Be More Reliable

There's a saying that the person you most want to see at 4 a.m. is the one you love most.

Four o'clock in the morning is when a person's mind and body are at their weakest.

The card game was over. Yun Wangshu lay down next to her mother, listening to her rambling reminiscences of the past, occasionally chiming in with a few words. Meanwhile, her father... had moved his work to the living room and was working hard to earn money.

The CEO is very busy too.

Around five o'clock, Yun's mother wanted to make breakfast for Yun Wangshu herself, so Yun's father left his work and went into the kitchen with her.

Yun Wangshu thought for a moment and followed, wanting to at least confirm with her own eyes that it was something edible. But she was overthinking it; it was Western food, toast with eggs. As long as there was no poison, there shouldn't be any major problems.

While eating breakfast, Yun's mother suddenly burst into tears as she chewed her bread. She choked up and could barely speak: "I'm sorry... Mom... can't cook anything good..."

Father Yun's eyes also reddened. Although they were trying their best to cope, they didn't dare to think about such a devastating event. Just thinking about it made them feel overwhelmed.

Even though he was stubborn, he was afraid of losing his daughter.

Yun Wangshu remained silent for a moment, then finished the food on her plate in a few bites, offering a fair assessment: "It's not bad, it's edible."

With tears blurring her vision, Yun's mother looked at her, her heart aching terribly: "What kind of place did you go in your dream? What kind of family were you in? Were you doing farm work in the countryside?"

As she spoke, she broke down again. How could her pampered daughter have to endure such hardship?

According to Yun Wangshu's memory, "It wasn't a rural area, it was a place where educated youth went to the countryside, and the girls there were from the city."

Yun's mother had heard about what happened in those days. Most of the educated youth who went to the countryside stayed in the countryside and lived a very hard life, especially the girls, who simply couldn't bear it. Tears started welling up again.

Yun Wangshu: "I am strong, have plenty of resources, money, and food, so I will definitely not suffer."

Mother Yun's eyes lit up slightly. That's right, with so many things in the baby's space, she definitely won't go hungry or cold. As if suddenly remembering something, she grabbed Father Yun's arm and asked, "It seems like there was still war and spies in that era. The overall environment was particularly unfriendly to women. Did you prepare enough weapons for Shushu? Do you have this?"

She extended her thumb and forefinger, making an eight-shaped gesture.

Mr. Yun nodded: "I've prepared two, both small ones. I've also prepared stun guns, pepper spray, and various medications, so don't worry."

Yun's mother felt a little relieved, but she was still very anxious. People often have a premonition of major disasters, and she had a feeling that her daughter was going to leave and they couldn't keep her.

After breakfast, Mr. Yun didn't go to work; he decided to stay home for the next few days. He carefully studied the materials his assistant had sent him that morning, hoping to find the truth behind the time travel within these fantastical and scientific theories.

Compared to science, fantasy seems more plausible. If space has already appeared, what else is impossible?

So, at 3 p.m., the family, still too afraid to sleep, went to a very famous Taoist temple. After donating a large sum of money for incense, they received a talisman.

Yun Wangshu could tell at a glance that the talisman was weak, probably only able to protect the child from being frightened and having nightmares.

However, she discovered something else.