At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

Soon.

He then came out carrying a large pot of cured pork rice.

"Come on, wash your hands and eat."

Yi Zhongding looked at the little ones playing and called out.

The little ones cheered and ran to the sink to wash their hands, then sat down at the dining table.

As for the two little ones who are still in swaddling clothes...

They could only watch as their older siblings ate with their mouths full of grease.

They were so anxious that they were like moths fluttering around.

The little hands and feet were pounding the cradle with all their might.

night.

Yi Zhongding went through a lot of trouble to finally get all the little ones to sleep.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

These past few days of being a "stay-at-home dad" have left him exhausted and stressed.

Every now and then, a little one will cry and want his dad or mom.

Especially before going to bed.

Even Yi Zhonghua, who is already considered sensible, is not immune to this.

After all, he's only seven years old.

Those who are familiar with Dehua should know this.

This thing is contagious.

One person's crying and tantrum can cause a whole group of people's emotions to collapse.

Even with the original owner's experience in raising children.

But it also exhausted him quite a bit.

Yi Zhongding looked at the little ones who were still murmuring for their father and mother even in their sleep.

My heart ached.

Tears welled up in my eyes without my noticing.

He's suffering.

It's only been a few days.

How will we get through the long days ahead?

It was able to take over the original owner's body.

Then he would have to take responsibility for the original owner's actions.

He would do everything he could to raise his younger siblings to adulthood in good health.

Yi Zhongding got up and fiddled with the brazier.

Then he sat down next to the brazier.

He needs to carefully consider what path he should take in the future.

He still doesn't have the privileges that time travelers should have—a cheat code.

It's possible that he doesn't actually have any cheat codes.

So he panicked and didn't have much confidence.

Of course, he also had another guess.

That means they didn't get to the core of the "plot".

Therefore, the cheat code was not activated.

The first path is probably the easiest.

That is to find the Yi family relatives that the original owner often heard about from his parents from childhood to adulthood.

His father, Yi Shixin, had four brothers.

However, the entire families of my second and third uncles have been confirmed to have drowned in the flood.

Only my eldest uncle's family has not been heard from.

One name from his uncle's family was pulled out of Yi Zhongding's memory.

Uncle Yi Shidan's eldest son is named Yi Zhonghai!

His parents were unsure whether any members of the Yi clan were still alive, and had no way of finding them.

But he recognized the name.

Well known.

In the heart of countless transmigrators across all realms—the Love-Filled Courtyard—lives a Moral Celestial Venerable, an Eighth-Level Fitter, and a Retirement Expert.

His name is Yi Zhonghai.

However, Yi Zhongding is still unable to confirm whether this world is the same as the story world of "Love in the Courtyard".

Therefore, it is impossible to confirm that Yi Zhonghai is the Moral Celestial Venerable.

If he guesses right.

That's without a doubt.

Find him.

They went to him for refuge.

Going to eat Brother is the easiest way.

Beijing residency.

Commodity grain.

reading.

jobs.

house.

......

Everything is available.

All Yi Zhonghai wants is to retire comfortably.

If he could support his eight younger siblings, including Yi Zhongding.

What's the point of supporting him in his old age?

Even in the underworld, he receives filial piety every year.

As for Yi Zhonghai's morally superior education.

In relation to survival.

This is just the tip of the iceberg.

And we are his closest younger siblings.

The Yi family probably only has a few members left.

As the eldest son and grandson of the Yi family, Yi Zhonghai couldn't possibly harm his own family.

However, this path has not yet been determined.

Therefore, Yi Zhongding did not place all his hopes on this.

If this guess is wrong.

Then he would have to rethink his survival strategy.

A path of struggling to survive, without any support or special advantages, raising seven younger siblings all by himself.

Continuing my studies is definitely not an option.

So the first thing to do is take advantage of the fact that doing business hasn't been completely banned in the last two years.

Try to find a way to make some money.

Secondly, you need a foundation for your livelihood—you need a job.

Either he would inherit his mother's job in the township propaganda department.

Then, by leveraging their advanced knowledge and experience, they gradually climbed the ranks.

But you can't climb too high either.

My salary is enough to support my younger siblings.

Either he learned Taoist medicine from an old Taoist priest.

The original owner was a junior high school graduate.

Think of a way to play the victim.

Getting an internship at the township government's small clinic shouldn't be a problem.

Finally, one should use their decades-long experience to prepare for unforeseen circumstances.

For example, the most important thing is to reserve grain to cope with a three-year famine.

......

Yi Zhongding, lost in thought, fell asleep on the stool.

He was awakened by a loud cry.

Yi Zhongding hadn't opened his eyes yet.

His subconscious made him head straight for his two youngest brothers.

Only these two little ones cry at night.

Either he was hungry, or he wet the bed.

good news.

She did wet the bed.

bad news.

There's only one urination left now.

in other words.

There's another one who'll pee in a bit.

I can forget about sleeping comfortably tonight.

A night of turmoil.

The next day, Yi Zhongding got up looking haggard and made breakfast.

After serving these little ones breakfast.

Two hours passed in a flash.

The main problem is that the two youngest brothers can't even eat in peace.

They just have to vomit for fun.

She probably disliked the porridge her brother made because it tasted terrible.

I just finished feeding the two little ones.

Aunt Wang from next door came to visit again.

Several of my mother's colleagues from the publicity department also came.

Everyone brought something.

They might be carrying rice or meat, but the most precious thing was a bottle of malted milk powder.

This was given to me by the head of the publicity department on behalf of the township committee.

Those who came did not stay long.

I put down my things, looked at the little ones, and then left.

"Aunt Wang, could you watch my younger brother and sister for a while? I'm going to the township committee to see if there's any way I can make a phone call to my uncle's son's workplace."

After seeing the guests off, Yi Zhongding spoke to Aunt Wang, who remained behind.

Did your mother give you the phone number?

Aunt Wang asked with concern.

"No, I only know a name, workplace, and home address. I don't know if it's true or not. That person might just be someone with the same name and surname, and not my uncle's son."

Yi Zhongding shook his head and said.

"Who told your mother? Go and ask her again."

Aunt Wang continued.

"I don't know who told my mother. She only told me this before she died, and asked me to verify it."

Yi Zhongding smiled, feigning helplessness.

This is just an excuse he made up.

His mother didn't say anything before she died.

He simply held the original owner's hand tightly.

His gaze darted back and forth between the original owner and his younger siblings.

He was just using this as an excuse to reveal the information about Yi Zhonghai from the TV series "Full House of Love".

Whether his mother said it or not is irrelevant.

Whether or not this address and name exist is not important.

If there is no such person or address, then it doesn't matter.

His mother probably knew it was fake news.

Who needs to verify this?

While his mother hasn't gone far, it's still not too late to go down and chase after her.