My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 237 Please take a look at me
"Oh, Brother Wenyuan, it really is you!" The middle-aged man who spoke was about the same age as Xin Wenyuan, and Xin Wenyuan had some impression of him.

After looking him over again, he hesitated before asking, "Who are you? The one next door... Marquis Dingxing?"

"Ah, yes, yes! It's my brother Xin, it's me!" Marquis Dingxing, Shang Weiyi, looked at his纨绔 (playboy) brother, his eyes slightly moist.

"Who is it?" Xie Ninglan didn't recognize him at all, and tugged at Xin Wenyuan's arm to ask in a low voice.

Xin Wenyuan looked down at her and winked at her, "Wife, have you forgotten? It's that Marquis Dingxing, Shang Weiyi, who lives next door to us."

Shang Weiyi was a drinking buddy of the original owner of this body, and he had a fairly deep impression of this person in his memories.

However, Shang Weiyi was dressed like a mud monkey, and he almost didn't recognize him at first glance!
Xie Ninglan said "Oh".

There were at least fifty or sixty people standing outside the woods, who looked dirtier and more tattered than the beggar villagers they had encountered before.

They looked like they'd been robbed more than once; many of them didn't even have a decent pair of straw sandals on their feet...

The scene was so tragic, it's hard to describe.

"Brother Wenyuan, Brother Wenyuan. How...how did you get into this forest? Why can't we get in?" Shang Weiyi asked repeatedly, while the others behind him also looked at them expectantly through the barrier.

"It's been too hot lately, so we'll stay here for a while and leave once the heat subsides."

"Brother Wenyuan, could you please tell me how you got in?"

Um... Xin Wenyuan turned his head and looked around, but didn't see the girl.

Only the girl can remove this spatial barrier; there's nothing they can do about it.

"Brother Wenyuan, is there something you're having trouble saying?"

"Not really. It's just that our encampment is limited in size and is already overcrowded." The main problem is that my daughter doesn't even want to come over and look around; she's clearly too lazy to care.

They definitely can't get in unless the space barrier is removed.

"Hey, Brother Wenyuan, Brother Wenyuan, we don't have many family members! We only have twelve servants." Shang Weiyi quickly pulled his sickly-looking wife to his side. "Look at your sister-in-law, oh, Brother Wenyuan, please have mercy. Your sister-in-law was already in poor health, and she's been dragging herself along the way, she's almost gone now!"

"Please have pity on me, brother, and tell us how to get in. Let our family go in and rest for a while."

"Shang Weiyi! How dare you speak like that?" Another man, about the same age, glared angrily and shouted, "What do you mean you're only letting your family in? Aren't the rest of us human beings?"

"That's right. We've come all this way together and gone through dozens of days of life and death together. How can we only think of ourselves and ignore others?"

"Marquis of Lin'an, you yourself broke off the engagement with the Duke's mansion, creating a rift between the two families. It's obvious my brother Wen Yuan wouldn't want you! What, you're now trying to curry favor with me? Are you out of your mind?!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing." Xin Wenyuan was getting a headache from all their annoyance.

Looking at this group of people, they must all be powerful and wealthy people who fled from the capital. It's truly a tragic fate that they managed to find their residence here.

"Wen Yuan? Wen Yuan, it's me, Su Su, Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan, how did you get in? Can you tell us? Is there any water in the forest? Could you give us some to quench our thirst?"

"Who is it? Calling me so intimately." Xie Ninglan narrowed her eyes, looking at Lao Xin with a dangerous expression.

Old Xin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hand, "I don't know them." "Tch, all of them know you, how could you not? They're all your cronies, aren't they?"

"Wife, I'm innocent!" Old Xin muttered to his wife in a low voice, "Don't you know your husband? Where did I get these bad friends? It's all the original owner's fault, and now I'm being made to take the blame."

Xie Ninglan pursed her lips, "Really?"

"So, this delicate and fragile little white lotus, calling me Wen Yuan so often, what's your relationship with me?"

“What relationship could I possibly have with her? I don’t even know her,” Old Xin said, glancing at the woman.

It was rare to see this woman among a group of ragged beggars, whose face was clean and graceful. She must have always paid attention to her appearance, and even when fleeing famine, she would still make sure to keep herself clean.

Xie Ninglan pouted, grabbed Lao Xin's arm with one hand, and twisted it secretly with force. "Looks good, doesn't it? The eyeballs are all glued on?"

Old Xin let out a soft "Ouch!" and quickly pulled his wife's nagging hand down, tucking it under his arm. "Wife, what are you saying? Can anyone be prettier than my wife? What kind of woman is she to even be compared to my wife?"

Xie Ninglan scoffed, "Susu, I'm into 'minor' stuff. Who is it?"

Xin Wenyuan racked his brains to recall the events, then lowered his voice and answered honestly, "In the original owner's memories, there was indeed a person named Jiang Susu. Honey, don't be angry when I tell you this! That's her, she has nothing to do with me."

"The original owner of this playboy had been childhood sweethearts with Jiang Susu and even had a crush on her. However, Jiang Susu was too proud to be interested in the original owner, who was good-for-nothing and had no talent. Later, Jiang Susu married into the Zhou family and became Madam Zhou, and the original owner was heartbroken and drank heavily for a while."

"But don't worry, there's nothing between them. Ever since Jiang Susu got married, she hasn't seen the original owner of this body on a regular basis, except for the occasional banquet at a palace banquet or something. He secretly watches her from afar, still infatuated with her and all that."

Xie Ninglan was furious when she heard this.

Was the original owner of Xie Ninglan stupid?! How could she have fallen for that good-for-nothing Lao Xin?

The key issue is that this good-for-nothing still has a white moonlight in his heart. Even if Miss Xie marries into the Duke's mansion, she will probably never be able to get over this white moonlight, so her life will definitely be tasteless.

"Wife?" Xin Wenyuan carefully observed her expression.

Xie Ning rolled her eyes at him and said, "Scumbag."

“Yes, he’s a total jerk. Why would he marry someone he’s still so devoted to? What a nice girl he’s with.” Xin Wenyuan smiled ingratiatingly at his wife.

"His memory won't affect you, will it?" Xie Ninglan looked at him suspiciously. "Like feeling sympathy for someone, or rekindling old feelings or something."

"No, how could that be?" Xin Wenyuan swore an oath to prove his loyalty. "Wife, if you don't believe me, you have to believe our daughter. Don't tell me I don't know her at all. Even if I were really influenced by the playboy's memories, would I dare?"

"That's true." Xie Ninglan's heart leaped with joy at the thought of her capable little darling.

If her daughter knew that some bad people were trying to interfere in her parents' relationship, she would definitely be the first to chop up the mistresses with a knife, so she wouldn't need to worry about it.

The two huddled together whispering to each other, oblivious to everyone else, which made Shang Weiyi, who was outside the woods, anxiously scratch his head.

"Brother Wenyuan, sister-in-law! Hey, hey! Look at me! Look at me! Please, look at me!"

Xie Ninglan looked up and saw that Shang Weiyi had stripped down to only a black undergarment, his hair was disheveled and dry, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were dry and cracked. He looked truly pitiful.