Chapter 0002: Her Entire Family Life Was Seen by People from the Star System (Seeking Fellow Readers to Enter the New World Together)

A Vida da Família Yi em Outra Era Está Sendo Transmitida ao Vivo para o Universo Ding Peilan 2511 words 2026-08-04 23:04:30

“All right, all right, we’ll drive them away.”

Father Yi, accompanied by his three sons, hurried forward and ‘politely’ escorted the visitors out.

Of course, the only one who truly left was the old witch; the woman from the neighboring house still lived in this courtyard.

But to prevent the children from continuing to cry, under the stern gazes of Yi’s father and sons, she had no choice but to retreat behind her own door and remain out of sight.

Once everything was settled, Yi Rongkun finally relaxed and, utterly drained, fainted.

“Little sister, little sister, youngest son, don’t scare your mother like that…”

Liu Guoxiang, clutching her youngest daughter, felt something was wrong and quickly looked down, seeing the child’s face pale as she collapsed into her arms.

After all the crying and fuss, the child’s limp form pressed against her filled Liu Guoxiang with deep worry, and she called out anxiously.

“Stop shouting. Lay her on the bed and wash her face first.”

Yi Zhongxiang, the father, hearing his wife’s urgent voice, stepped forward quickly to check his daughter’s breath. He exhaled quietly in relief and spoke solemnly to his wife.

“I told you not to believe those things, but you wouldn’t listen. Look what you’ve done—scared the child so badly.”

Liu Guoxiang said nothing in response to her husband’s reproach. Holding the child, she turned and headed toward their bedroom.

Behind her, Yi Rongying hurried in with hot water and a towel.

“Mom, let me wipe little sister’s face.”

“I’ll do it. You go help your eldest sister-in-law prepare dinner. Your father and the others have worked all day. Don’t let them go hungry.”

Liu Guoxiang glanced at her second daughter, took the towel, dampened it in the basin, and gently wiped the dirt from her youngest daughter’s face.

The room was dimly lit, making it hard for her to discern the child’s condition.

At that moment, a faint light appeared.

A childish voice sounded, “Mom, how is little sister?”

Recognizing it as the youngest son’s voice, Liu Guoxiang replied without turning, “I’m not sure yet. I need to check first.”

“Youngest son, bring the lamp closer so I can see.”

Mother and son examined the youngest daughter’s condition in the room, while outside, two older brothers questioned the two little ones.

“Where did you two go to play today?”

“Yes, Shichun, Shitian, where did you go? Why did your little aunt cry like that?”

Yi Shichun was the eldest brother’s daughter, only ten months younger than Yi Rongkun—one born in the first lunar month, the other in the eleventh.

Yi Shitian was the eldest brother’s son, two years younger than her.

The two children were still bewildered. Hearing their father and second uncle’s questions, their eyes reddened and they shook their heads.

“We don’t know.”

Yi Shitian added a little, “We played, slid… little aunt ran, ran all the way.”

The second brother, Yi Rongquan, glanced at the eldest brother and translated, “They were playing outside on a slope, then little sister suddenly ran back, and they followed her.”

“Uh-huh.”

Yi Shichun nodded vigorously, confirming that was exactly what happened.

“Little aunt fell, ran, fell again… and cried.”

Yi Shitian continued, “She was scared… scared of the slope.”

“Afraid… little aunt… would fall into the field. Brother Shixue shouted… slow down, but she didn’t listen, kept running and falling.”

Yi Shichun added, “My brother and I couldn’t catch up. We only got home last.”

Indeed, the siblings were the youngest among the group, less agile and not very fluent in speaking. Yi Shichun had to look after her brother, so they lagged behind.

“I’ll go ask Mom to check if youngest sister got hurt.”

Yi Rongquan stood up and said, “Big brother, you prepare dinner first.”

“It’s fine, I’ll wait and eat together.”

Yi Ronghua glanced at his second brother, then pulled his daughter and son close, his gaze resting on his wife and second sister busy in the kitchen.

His mind replayed the scene of little sister crying out to stop their mother from taking medicine.

What had little sister seen that made her react so strongly?

Sitting at the table, Yi Zhongxiang looked at his eldest son and asked with lingering unease, “Have you sent that witch far away?”

“Dad, Rongquan and I have sent her out of the village.”

Yi Ronghua turned to his father, “Dad, tell me, how did little sister know?”

“When we came back, we asked the children playing with little sister. They all said she just sat beside them for a while, then suddenly got up and ran home.”

“They tried to call her back but couldn’t. Nobody knows why she was so anxious.”

He paused and added, “If little sister hadn’t rushed back in time to stop Mom from taking that medicine today…”

He left the rest unsaid, but Yi Zhongxiang understood completely.

Honestly, his heart still trembled.

What the family didn’t know was that from the moment Yi Rongkun ran home in a panic, their family’s life had been broadcast live across the star system.

Even more unknown was that viewers from the stars were baffled by their living conditions.

“Wow, is this really where our ancestors lived over three thousand years ago? This environment is terrible.”

“What are those walls made of? Why are there so many cracks?”

“Is that even clothes little ancestor is wearing? Are those some kind of legendary alternative fashion? So many patches.”

“Look! What’s on the roof of little ancestor’s house? Why is it built so differently?”

“Can a house like this withstand wind, rain, and radiation?”

“When I saw little ancestor running so crazily before, I thought she was exercising, but it turns out she was running home to stop her mother from taking medicine.”

“Aren’t you curious what kind of medicine little ancestor stopped her mother from taking? I don’t quite understand what ‘nào rén’ means.”

“That must be a dialect. Some parts are hard to understand, but most are similar to our current language.”

…

“Ah… ah ba ah ba… he he ah ah ah ba…”

While the Yi family was briefly silent, unsure what to say, viewers online heard a peculiar voice nearby.

“Huh? What language is that?”

“How strange. Could it be a secret code used by our ancestors?”

“Who knows? Let’s see how these two old ancestors react.”

…

The Yi family had no idea everything happening in their home was being broadcast live across the star system.

Hearing the voice, they quickly looked toward the kitchen doorway, where the sound came from.

“That’s the mute brother from Third Uncle’s family.”

Yi Ronghua glanced at his father. “I’ll go see what he wants.”

“Let me come with you.”

Father and son hurried to the kitchen doorway and saw the mute Yi Rongxin carrying a steaming bowl of carrot and chicken stew.

Seeing Yi Zhongxiang and his son, Yi Rongxin smiled warmly and greeted them enthusiastically.

Yi Zhongxiang gestured and asked: Why bring so much?

Yi Rongxin nodded and followed them to the main room, placing the bowl on the eight-immortals table.

With swift hand gestures, he explained: This is for little sister. She cried and fainted, so she needs nourishment.