Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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Finally, Jiang Mianmian wrote a serious translation under the watchful eyes of her mother-in-law.

Because grandma is really beaten.

o(╥﹏╥)o.

He Yushi looked at the rewritten translation and was speechless.

Isn't that nice?

How can it be translated like that? It makes people die at every turn. There is something wrong with this kid's thinking.

The eldest brother Jiang Feng felt sad in his heart when he saw those translators who frequently caused people to die.

It's not Mianmian's fault, she is the same as herself.

Sometimes he also wanted to make people die.

I still remember one night when the family went to a cave to take refuge.

What his father taught him in the cave.

After a long time, he had a new understanding.

He thought it was good.

It is better to bully others than to be bullied by others.

The Analects my sister read was very powerful.

He Yushi put the tea leaves back again with tangled cheeks.

When he got up today, he counted the head of the bed. Usually, when he woke up, there would be a lot of hair falling off on the pillow towel. But today, when he woke up, half of the hair falling off was actually missing.

Although he does not pursue elixirs and cultivate immortality like the Holy One, he also attaches great importance to health preservation.

How long a person will serve as an official depends first on how long he lives.

He thought about it for a while, and the only thing that felt particularly different about his food was the tea.

When I woke up in the morning, there was no bad breath in my mouth. Before, I woke up every day with extremely bad breath. I felt that all the bad things in my stomach that had been soaked all night had gone into my mouth.

My mouth is actually clean and fresh this morning.

When I wake up and sit up, I don't feel as if my head is heavy or dizzy. Instead, I get up naturally, just like ten years ago.

He Yushi felt that this tea must be extraordinary.

Still got it back.

Knowing that she was teasing him, He Yushi was a little funny.

This guy is really naughty.

Then he thought that such a naughty girl would have an easier time with Jiang Er in the future. This thought made her feel much more balanced.

Today is also Jiang Mianmian’s holiday.

What's a bit tragic is that all her interest classes are fully booked.

You have to learn to play the piano, learn to play chess, learn calligraphy, learn to paint, learn to ride a horse, learn to drive a car, learn archery, learn to practice swordsmanship, learn soft whip, and cultural classes are just a few of them.

It's really not easy to say.

Jiang Mianmian really has no musical talent, she is tone deaf, her chess playing is mediocre, her calligraphy is mediocre, her painting is okay, but her painting style is a bit sudden. She likes horse riding, driving, archery, and sword practice. I also like the whirring sound of the soft whip dance.

It can be seen that she is serious about science and likes to take physical education classes...

He has an average IQ and no genetic mutation.

She is also an ordinary girl.

You don’t have to be someone, you just have to meet everyone’s expectations and have a career to support yourself.

But now she found that she had no pressure to make a living, and her parents were very doting on her, including her brother, sister, and aunt, but they actually had no real requirements for her.

She lived casually.

Those who grow up slowly, live this life slowly.

I tried to find ways to make myself more comfortable, and slowly changed some things in my life.

No big ambitions, but many small hobbies.

I don’t like embroidery, but I like to draw pictures for others to embroider.

The advantage of being a rich lady is that you can like her or not.

Of course, she knew that her father asked her to learn, and she needed to learn a wide range of things. She only needed to be able to cope with it outside and understand it. If she made a joke, she would be worried that she would not be happy, and the rest was secondary.

To be honest, she used to be someone who cared about what others thought.

If someone says something bad about her, she will care about it for a long time, thinking about whether and how to change it. If she changes it, will the other person say okay?

Dad is much more open-minded about this.

Dad is not afraid of what others say.

If someone said something wrong about him, he would let the person who said it find the reason themselves. It must be that the person who said it was wrong.

The stupid piano lesson is just to pick out half a piece of music, and if you study for more than a month, you can probably make up a whole piece.

You can use this song in the future, Caiyi Yuqin, it should be barely enough.

She doesn't need to learn how to sing.

She has a good voice, but it is always out of tune. People who sing are happy, but people who listen to her want to cry.

Her family didn’t want to applaud against her will, let alone hurt her self-esteem.

The strange thing is that my brother actually took this course.

In this era, there are actually many men who can sing. I heard from my brother that it is elegant for three or five friends to eat together, enjoy the meal and sing a song.

I have learned the art of chess for a while, so I just need to know how to play.

Calligraphy should be practiced every day, because learning itself includes calligraphy.

You need to be patient with this, think of it as a test of your temper.

When it comes to painting, since Jiang Mianmian scared away several teachers, there are no more teachers, so Jiang Changtian teaches it himself.

Now the teacher who was tricked by my father himself.

Tea was also given as a gift.

Jiang Mianmian knew that this gentleman must be very important.

Not that easy to fool.

He Yushi got good tea and knew that he would not stay in Jingzhou for long. Even if he accepted this cheap student, he would not have many opportunities to teach.

You have to teach something, and you can’t take advantage of others.

So He Yushi gave a one-to-one class.

Speaking of which, this class is definitely valuable.

It is almost equivalent to the modern Supreme People's Procuratorate's Chief Prosecutor and Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission personally teaching.

He Yushi was also the top scorer in the college entrance examination that year.

For others, being the top scorer in the college entrance examination is the highest honor, but for him, this is just an insignificant starting point.

Being able to chat with such people will definitely benefit you a lot.

Jiang Changtian feels that he lives in a small place and has little knowledge. Even if he wants to give all the knowledge in his heart to his children, he can actually give it to his children. He hopes that his children can get more education, see further, and have a more stable foundation. .

As for why Mianmian asked the censor to be his teacher, it was not Brother Feng. This was where Jiang Changtian's emotional intelligence lay.

There is nothing to avoid suspicion when teaching a girl. It just depends on He Yushi's mood.

If you were to teach Brother Feng, there would be a lot of tricks here and it would be difficult for you.

If you know you can't do something, don't do it. You can only do it and push it hard.

afternoon.

The spring water ding-dong.

The tea room can listen to the spring.

He Yushi listened carefully to the sound of water flow and asked Mianmian: "Why do you make this sound?"

Jiang Mianmian said: "The sound of the spring trickling makes me sleep well."

He Yushi nodded. He had already figured out how this child felt. If it were his own daughter, he might not be able to resist looking for a bamboo whip.

Fortunately, it's from Jiang Er's family.

Thinking that he was someone else's child, he quite admired this temperament. To be honest, he quite admired it.

Everyone is working hard in this world, so being able to sleep well is actually a great blessing.

It's just that others have been busy for half their lives before they think of the importance of good sleep.

The girl in front of her looks stunning for the first time. She is more blue than blue, and her appearance is even better than Jiang Er's. She doesn't have Jiang Er's wind and frost, she is pure and beautiful. She is actually thinking about how to sleep well.

"Life is short and full of excitement, no matter what, I want to sleep peacefully." He Yushi said.

Jiang Changtian's family was eavesdropping next door...father Jiang Changtian, mother-in-law Qin Luoxia, brother Jiang Feng, aunt Yin Ping, without sister Jiang Yu, how could Jiang Yu shout, couldn't help it, and there was no Meng Shaoxia either. Meng Shaoxia has a high sense of morality and is embarrassed to eavesdrop.

"Uncle He is right. There is no need to sleep for a long time while alive. You will sleep forever after you die." Jiang Mianmian nodded. (Note 1)

Jiang Feng next door had moist eyes.

Jiang Changtian was silent. This was because he couldn't bear to teach his girl.

Thinking of her sleeping forever at such a young age, my heart was cut with a knife, and I was reluctant to say a harsh word, but I was really worried that if I and Xia Mei were no longer in the future, would she be able to live well?

Among the children, Jiang Changtian felt that Mianmian had the most thoughts.

Those eyes, just born, seem to be bright and thoughtful.

Children who are sensitive and overthinking will not live a happy life.

Not as careless as Sister Yu. As long as they are strong enough, they don't worry about her being bullied.

He Yushi did not expect that in a casual conversation, he would actually say something like, why do you need to sleep for a long time during your lifetime? You will sleep forever after you die.

At first I heard it was ordinary, but the more I thought about it, the more profound it became.

You can even use it to teach yourself.

I was stunned for a while.

Then he smiled and said: "The Analects you translated is very interesting, and the killing is very decisive. If Confucius had knowledge under the spring, I am afraid he would crawl out to discuss Tao with you."

Jiang Mianmian said seriously: "Sage Kong is said to be a native of Lu. He took his students to travel to many countries. During the Spring and Autumn Period, there were wars and chaos. Therefore, the students speculated that Saint Kong was at least eight feet tall. He was powerful and strong. He also experienced wind and rain on the road every day. He should be a strong man with a big beard and dark, rough skin despite being exposed to the rain and the scorching sun, so that he can lead his students safely to various countries to give lectures."

He Yushi's face was split.

The Saint Kong in his mind was just like him, tall and thin, elegant, with a thin beard, long gown, and a certain classic when speaking.

But after what this little guy said, it actually made sense.

But if Kong Shengren was a burly man with a black face, and then read the Analects of Confucius...it would be inexplicable, and he would not be able to look directly at it.

It's over, I can no longer talk about classic literature with her, and if I talk about it again, I'll ruin it.

He didn't dare to think about Boya and Zhong Ziqi now.

Jiang Feng next door nodded. What his sister said makes sense. Sage Kong must have super strong force value to travel around the world. At all times, force is the foundation.

Qin Luoxia thought to herself that the child was right when he said something rude or not.

Jiang Changtian thought to himself, Sage Kong, weep to death.

The aunt thought to herself that the young master was born rebellious and didn't care about anyone.

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(Note 1: This sentence comes from the works of Xiao Hong in the Republic of China)