Inside the space, Yingbao clapped her little hands happily as she looked at her handsome father and beautiful mother, saying in rhythm, "Welcome, Daddy and Mommy, to the treasure hunting ground, which is my four-leaf clover space!" My secret is no longer a secret. I no longer need to be on edge every day, constantly on guard against others. It couldn't be better to have my father and mother protecting me!

Ye Tianyong and Wang Yitong opened their eyes and were stunned by the sight of the fairyland before them!

In the distance, there was a house. It was hard to tell what it was made of, but it was definitely a thousand times better than the dilapidated mud-brick houses we had now. Under the rainbow bridge, it was so beautiful and magnificent!

There are two streams next to the house, and a fruit tree. There used to be only one stream. Yingbao wanted to put some fish and shrimp in it, but she was worried that it would be inconvenient for them to swim in it, so she built a new one and introduced the spring water from the stream into it!

Looking at another area, I saw shelves full of grains, fruits, dishes, fabrics, and so on.

Ye Tianyong said incredulously, "Am I dreaming?!" Upon hearing this, Wang Yitong immediately pinched Ye Tianyong and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense, I'll pinch you and see if it hurts! You tiger woman, hiss~," Ye Tianyong grimaced and yelled.

Yingbao thought to herself, "Here we go again. You two are true love, and I'm just the accident." Yingbao stuck out her little tongue. Sigh! Silly girl, I forgot about the three of them again!

"Alas! When will I meet my soulmate who comes to me riding on a colorful cloud?"

In Beijing, there's a mansion the size of a traditional courtyard house, clearly belonging to a wealthy family. Two ancient mythical beasts, the Qilin, stand on either side of the main gate, seemingly as guardians of the home. Looking up, you'll find a plaque hanging above, obviously the work of a famous calligrapher. The two characters "Ji Fu" (寂府, meaning "Quiet Residence") are displayed, the calligraphy perfectly unified, possessing a distinctive and elegant style.

In the east room of the Ji residence, a young man lay unconscious on a bed. His face was pale, and the soft sunlight enveloped him, yet it offered no warmth. Even in his loose robes, his increasingly thin and emaciated body was evident, as if he were about to die. What a pity for his face, more beautiful than any woman's!

"Mommy, do you know how to make clothes with a sewing machine? I found a lot of sewing machines in the space, I'll take them with me." Yingbao appeared in front of the sewing machine while talking to her mother, forgetting about her father.

"Wait for me! You two! Yingbao, you leaky leather jacket, you..." Ye Tianyong, a man in his late forties, was jumping up and down anxiously, hoping that his wife and little girl hadn't forgotten him.

A familiar and fitting melody began to play: "Men, cry~ cry~ it's not a sin!"

Wang Yitong stared at the sewing machine that appeared in front of her, unable to put it down. She said to Yingbao, "It's been so long since I've seen my beloved baby. Can Mommy sit down and feel it?"

"Of course," Yingbao replied, but inwardly she was thinking, "Isn't I my mother's beloved darling? When did I become a sewing machine?!"

You naughty mother, you changed your mind too quickly!

At this moment, Wang Yitong recalled what happened a little over a month before she married her husband. Ye Tianyong said he was going out to buy some wedding supplies and would be back in three to five days. However, more than ten days had passed and there was still no news of Ye Tianyong. The Ye family was getting anxious and were about to leave for the town to report to the police when they encountered a letter that Ye Tianyong had asked a friend from the same village to bring back.

The envelope was addressed to Ye Zuwang…