But as soon as she thought about having family again, the hardships in life seemed insignificant. Besides, she had such a great support, so how could she be afraid of not having a good life?
Thinking of this, Chen Shuning's heart sank. Her original self must have died in the fire at the shopping mall, and her soul must have possessed this body. Would her own space still exist?
Fearing the loss of her space, Chen Shuning disregarded Qin Yalan's presence. In her previous life, in an era of abundant resources, she had relied heavily on her space. If she lost her space in this era of scarcity, Chen Shuning, who was used to having her space as a support, dared not imagine how difficult her future would be.
Thinking of this, Chen Shuning quickly glanced at the door. Seeing that no one was there, she raised the hand that had been tightly holding Qin Yalan. Then, with a thought, a bright red cherry appeared in her previously empty hand.
It was really great that her space was still there. Before Chen Shuning could even rejoice that her space had also been transported here, she smelled a burning smell, which immediately panicked her, who had died in a fire in her previous life.
He hurriedly pushed Chen Ma aside and asked, "Mom, can you smell something burning?"
Chen's mother was so busy coaxing her daughter that she only remembered that she had porridge cooking in the pot after Chen Shuning reminded her. She quickly let go of her daughter's hand and ran out.
A short while later, Chen Ma entered the house looking dejected and regretful: "Well, now we're not going to have breakfast. How about I take you to the state-run restaurant for steamed buns later? We can also take this opportunity to get your things for your trip to the countryside."
Chen Shuning also wanted to see for himself what Beijing was like in the 1960s, and if possible, he might even find some treasures.
So he nodded hurriedly, and said to Qin Yalan with a smile, "I want to eat meat buns and drink soy milk."
Qin Yalan smiled and nodded her little girl's head, replying, "Okay, okay, Mom will buy you meat buns. Hurry up and get dressed and wash up. Mom will go to your Grandma Yan's house to get some tickets. Be quick, or you won't be able to buy meat buns."
As she spoke, Qin Yalan took out a wooden box from the cabinet, picked out a few tickets from it, and hurriedly left the house.
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