His head was so heavy that he couldn't lift his head. He fell asleep again in a daze. There was

an unpleasant smell of medicine in the dark room. The mosquito net that had been washed white and patched with a few holes was hung on the four corners of the wooden bed. The person lying on the bed was lying there quietly. After an unknown amount of time, the eyelids of the person lying on the bed twitched, and the fingers of the hand on the bed moved.

Cao Xiangnan woke up in pain. His body felt like it was run over by a wheel. He felt pain all over. What he inhaled into his nostrils was the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which made him nauseous and woke him up.

His head was like a paste and couldn't be stirred even with a stick. He opened his eyes with difficulty. Everything in front of him was blurry. He blinked twice before his vision slowly focused.

When he opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was the washed and patched mosquito net.

When did such a torn mosquito net appear in his room?

His last memory was when he was walking back to school. He didn't know which wicked person had opened the sewer cover and didn't put it back. He hurried back to school after working at night. He walked too fast and stepped into the water without paying attention. Then he lost consciousness.

Shouldn't he be in the hospital?

No, this is not a hospital. Where is he?

"Xi..." He was too excited. When he moved his body, he felt a sharp pain in his foot. It hurt so much that he almost cried.

Did he hurt his foot? It seemed that it was not right to say that his foot was injured. Cao Xiangnan felt that he was injured everywhere.

Cao Xiangnan's body was still frozen. He kept this posture and twisted his neck with difficulty. Only his eyes were still moving flexibly. He took a deep breath when he saw where he was clearly.

A small room with blue brick walls on all four sides. The furnishings in the room looked old and quite old. Even the house he lived in the countryside with his deceased grandmother when he was a child was bigger than this house. Moreover, these things looked even older than his deceased grandmother's antiques.

So?

"Wuwuwuwuwu, Mom..." The crying of a child came, and he climbed over the threshold on all fours with his short legs.

The child came into the room with tears and snot on his face, crying for his mother. The child walked to the bed, tilted his head and looked into the eyes of his father who had just woken up on the bed. When he found that his father had finally woken up, he stopped crying all of a sudden.

His little face was still aggrieved, and he called out "Dad" with a pursed mouth. Cao Xiangnan looked at the child in front of him, whose face was covered with tears and snot like a little cat, with a cute bun and several patches on his gray robe. Are there still children wearing such clothes now?

Wait - Dad?

His child?

When did he become a father? The child is so big, how come he doesn't even know it! Because the impact was too great for a moment, Cao Xiangnan was stunned and had no reaction at all.

"Oh... Dad..." The child saw that his father ignored him, his mouth twitched, and he was about to cry again.

Jinbao Yinbao said that they would sell him and his mother when his father died. An An didn't know what death was, he only knew what selling was. His father was obviously just asleep, and those bad guys said bad things about his father and said they would sell him and his mother.

He and his mother don't want to be sold! Humph!

They pushed him, they are all bad guys!

Where is his mother? The child looked around, but didn't see his mother. He was terrified, his mouth was pursed, and the two tears in his eyes were there. He tried not to cry, and his sobs were very pitiful.

Cao Xiangnan came back to his senses from the shock. The child was here, but where was the child's mother?

"An An." A familiar voice came, and the child standing in front of the bed turned around when he heard the voice, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mom, An An is here." An An shouted.

Qi Wanfeng seemed to hear the crying of a child when he came back from outside, and walked towards the room following the sound. He heard the child's voice before he entered the room. Sure enough, he was in the room. Fearing that the child would hurt his husband who was still in a coma, he walked over quickly, taking two steps as three.

When he stepped into the room, Qi Wanfeng saw the child standing in front of the bed. He asked angrily, "An An, didn't I tell you not to come here and disturb your father's rest, why don't you listen?"

He walked towards the child in two or three steps, thinking of pulling the child out to disturb his husband's rest.

Feeling something was a little strange, Qi Wanfeng turned around and saw her husband lying on the bed, who had been unconscious for several days and had woken up without knowing when.

"Mom." Cao Ruian saw his mom, tears still on his face, and smiled as he ran over and hugged his mom's legs. His mom was right here, so she wouldn't be sold out.

"...Silang, are you awake?" Qi Wanfeng held the child in one hand and looked at her husband who had woken up on the bed. She couldn't keep her face calm anymore. After the shock, she was filled with joy and almost cried.

Mom?

Silang?

Is this the child's mother?

This is obviously a man just like him!

Some memories that did not belong to him suddenly came up, and his head was aching...

Should he be dead, or the original body of this body was dead, and he, Cao Xiangnan, was resurrected in this person? The

original body of this body was also called Cao Xiangnan, the same as his name.

There are no women in this world, only men. There are two kinds of men, one is boys and the other is brothers. Boys cannot have children, but brothers can. The dynasty he is in is called the Feng Dynasty, a dynasty that does not exist in history.

So, he is traveling through time?