Chapter 0005: Official Binding of the Interstellar Live Broadcast System (New Book Invites Friends to Explore a New World Together)
“Mom isn’t sick; if Mom eats delicious food, she won’t be sick.”
As Rongkun spoke, a thought seemed to strike him, and he looked toward his father. “Dad should eat delicious food too, so he won’t be sick.”
In a child’s mind, nutrition simply meant tasty food.
That was why he said it.
“All right, we’ll all eat delicious food,” Zhongxiang said indulgently, gently pinching his daughter’s cheek and carefully wiping away her tears. “From now on, the whole family will eat delicious food.”
“Yes, everyone will eat well,” Liu Guoxiang nodded with reddened eyes. “Mom won’t skimp anymore.”
Although the little girl’s words were somewhat unclear, the adults understood perfectly.
The child didn’t know how she “saw” her mother take the witch’s medicine and then fall ill, and that relatives from near and far had gathered.
She “saw” her mother speaking with the elders, likely making arrangements for the worst.
Hearing this, Ronghua’s siblings also had tears in their eyes.
Especially Rongying and sister-in-law Mou Decai, who wiped their eyes quietly.
If the younger sister hadn’t rushed back to stop it, someone in the family would have died today.
From now on, the family would no longer have a mother—or grandmother.
Thinking of this, everyone secretly felt relieved.
Rongquan added, “Mom, you should eat something instead of always buying medicine. Please don’t be so frugal.”
Liu Guoxiang glanced at the children with reddened eyes and sighed inwardly.
Children who haven’t suffered much speak so easily.
But if it weren’t for her saving diligently for over twenty years, where would the family’s surplus have come from?
“You don’t understand; don’t talk nonsense,” Zhongxiang said disdainfully, looking at his second son. “If it weren’t for your mother managing the household all these years, would we even have food to feed you?”
His words silenced the eldest brother, sister-in-law, and second brother.
They had lived through the three years of disaster and their parents had survived wartime.
Without the mother holding the family together, who knew what state the household would be in.
“Enough, don’t blame the children,” Liu Guoxiang quickly interjected, unable to bear to hear her husband scold them. “The children are just worried about us...”
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Zhongxiang sighed helplessly after some thought. “Life is good enough now; you should be content.”
“Also, don’t spread what your little sister said outside tonight, or you’ll have me to deal with.”
“Dad, don’t worry, we understand.”
“Yeah, Dad, I know not to talk about such things in public.”
[Wait, what exactly did the little ancestor mean just now? I didn’t understand a bit.]
[Right! After the little ancestor’s confusing words, the other ancestors had tears in their eyes, and two female ancestors wiped their tears.]
[What’s so hard to understand about that?]
At this moment, a user named #CravingNaturalFoodToday# sent a comment: [Think about what the other ancestors asked the little ancestor just before she spoke.]
[Oh, it was the young ancestor who asked how she knew Mom was going to take the witch’s medicine.]
[No wonder they cried after hearing the little ancestor.]
[So it means if Mom takes the witch’s medicine, she will die?]
Another user, #ArchaeologyIsToughButILikeIt#, commented: [But how does the little ancestor know all this?]
[We saw her running back from outside; she came back just as Mom was about to take the medicine. How did she know?]
…
This question brought a moment of silence to the live chat.
Then everyone resumed debating, with all kinds of theories.
Some said the little ancestor had precognitive abilities, foreseeing the consequences and rushing back in time.
Others suggested she had suddenly gained a system, explaining her knowledge and urgency.
Some speculated she might be a reincarnation from many years in the future, desperate to save her mother.
In short, every theory was proposed.
But each one was met with rebuttals.
The lively discussions on the star network had no impact on the Yi family’s daily life.
After chatting for a while longer, the family got up and prepared for bed.
Because the house was crowded and rooms few, each room had at least two beds.
Rongkun’s bed and his second sister Rongying’s were placed perpendicularly, with blue mosquito nets drawn down, creating two separate little spaces.
Perhaps the day’s events had truly frightened Rongkun.
Usually obedient and following his sister to their own beds, today he clung tightly to his mother.
“Mom, I want to sleep with you.”
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“All right, all right, tonight the little sister will sleep with Mom and Dad.”
Seeing that their mother agreed, Rongying didn’t argue further. She said goodnight to her parents and climbed into her bed.
Meanwhile, the star network exploded with chatter about the Yi family.
[Wow, the place where the little ancestors live is so tiny!]
[They have four people sleeping in one such small room!]
[Why don’t the ancestors build bigger houses?]
[Why do the clothes from over three thousand years ago have so many ugly, differently colored patches?]
[Is this really how our ancestors lived back then?]
[But historical records say that era was prosperous and abundant.]
[Hey, there’s a difference between “over three thousand years” and “exactly three thousand years,” okay?]
[Yeah, according to records, there was a period when our ancestors developed very rapidly—from poverty to plenty—in a short time.]
User #ArchaeologyIsToughButILikeIt# commented: [Looks like their current situation fits that period.]
[So can we watch in this live room how our ancestors went from poverty to having everything in such a short time?]
[If that’s true, this is so interesting.]
[Who even set up this live room? The little ancestor doesn’t seem to know we’re watching their life.]
[No research expert has ever created a tech for cross-time live streaming, as far as I know.]
[If it weren’t for the live room’s name saying it shows daily life over three thousand years ago, I wouldn’t believe it.]
[Yeah, if I hadn’t seen the farmland the little ancestor ran through, I wouldn’t believe this is our home planet.]
[Our home planet is now a desolate forbidden zone, nothing like the vibrant era the little ancestors live in.]
The star network buzzed on, while Rongkun, drifting into sleep, felt as if a mosquito buzzed by his ear.
“Ding! Congratulations, host, you have completed the pre-live task. Popularity has reached three million. Interstellar live streaming system binding in progress.”
“Binding progress: 1%, 2%... 98%, 99%. Binding successful.”
“Ding! Congratulations, host, you are now an interstellar rookie streamer. You have received a beginner’s gift pack.”
“Slap.”
A small hand impatiently smacked the top of his head.