Chapter 1: Past Life Enemies Now This Life Relatives

  On a summer afternoon, people who have just eaten lunch take a short rest before continuing their day's work. The birds and chickens and dogs in the yard also find a place to enjoy the warm sunshine or hide in a cool spot.

  In front of the gate of Zhangjiazhuang Village, a group of boys were frolicking in the small river. They had just played for a while when someone came out from the courtyard of the owner's house and shouted at them: "Get away from here! You're making too much noise and will wake up my young master. Wait for a beating!"

  The dolls immediately stopped making a sound, and they all carefully looked towards the yard with the open corner door, crouched in the water, and slowly felt their way upstream.

  Waiting for that person to return to the yard again, the children finally let out a breath and made all sorts of faces at the closed gate.

  "It scared me to death, it's so fierce. Even the old master of the Zhang family wasn't like this." A seven-year-old child said in a low voice while digging the yellow mud on the inner wall of the river with his hands.

  "It's all like that, the master's family is kind, but the one in charge is fierce. Even if they're fierce, they have to listen to the master's family. I heard that the young master can drink porridge now, so later I'll catch a few frogs and send them over. The oil inside will be good for his body when added to the porridge. My mother had my sister eat like this after she was born." Another slightly older kid said to the others while watching the frogs occasionally swimming in the water.

  Several children also knew that at this time, the young master of the host family would have unexpected gains. They all nodded, and another child who had already caught a toad followed and said: "Then we should catch two more, Wang Zhuang's daughter is also in Zhang's house. Second son, if your sister is with Zhang's young master now, that would be great. Your family won't have to worry about food and clothing again."

  The one called Erzi was that sensible little kid from just now. Upon hearing this, he slightly shook his head: "That's absolutely impossible, there are only two big households in the village, and they're considered a perfect match, besides, they'll also have children, originally it was an arranged marriage, surprisingly they were born on the same day, with less than a minute difference."

  "That's right, that's right." The first child to speak also nodded and said: "It's not just that. I heard that the two children have been inseparable since they met at full moon, and when they're apart, they cry. That's why they put them together, and counting the days, it'll be a week before their first birthday."

  "Never mind, never mind, hurry up and catch the frogs. If the host is happy, who knows, maybe we'll get a few eggs as a reward. My mother's milk is scarce, and I can steam some buns for my little sister to eat." The second son thought of his four-month-old little sister and didn't want to waste any more time, so he called out and went to find the fork first.

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  In the courtyard of Zhangjiawan, in a room, at this moment, two little children were lying side by side, covered with a thin quilt, their small faces showing peaceful expressions, their bellies rising and falling evenly. On the small stool at the door of the room sat a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, who had glanced at the sleeping children and was now leaning against the doorframe dozing off, soon falling into a light sleep herself.

  In an instant, the little boy lying on the right slowly opened his eyes, first stunned, then puzzled, lifted his hand, moved his foot, and a thread of horror suddenly appeared in his gaze. He turned his head around, muttering: "Where is this? How did I become a child? Where are the bandits? And that Wang Juan?"

  When he shifted his gaze to another child beside him, he suddenly realized that the one lying with him was a girl. An idea that made him consider rose from his heart, but before he could make further judgment, the girl's eyelashes moved twice, and with the uncertain thought in her mind, the boy closed his eyes again, pretending to be as before.

  The girl also opened her eyes, equally perplexed, and looked around in all directions. She muttered to herself: "Where is this? How did I become a child? Where's that scoundrel Zhang Xiaobao? My mission isn't complete yet."

  Her muttering was heard by the boy next to her, who had been breathing evenly just now, but suddenly stopped for a moment and then recovered normally. However, this brief pause was caught by the girl who had been staring at him.

  With a guess in her heart, the little girl estimated the position of the person sitting at the door, stretched out her chubby little hand, touched the little boy's face and asked: "Zhang Xiaobao? Is it you?"

  The boy had no reaction, his breathing was still so even. The girl gritted her teeth and pinched the boy's nose shut. This time he woke up, turned his head to look at the girl, those big eyes blinking, as pure as could be.

  "Zhang Xiaobao, answer me quickly." The girl said again in her muffled tone.

  The boy still looked like that, blinking his big eyes and making a few "ah" sounds that didn't form any tone, just like a normal child of this age.

  "Isn't it Zhang Xiaobao?" The girl really didn't know how to judge anymore.

  "Hah! Hah! Ah! Ah!" The boy's monotonous voice came, and at the same time, he stretched out his chubby little hand to touch the girl's face.

  The girl stared into the boy's eyes, trying to see if there was any inappropriate expression inside, but she didn't gain anything. Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly remembered what the director had said: "He can jump from a 15-meter high place without getting hurt, climb a 9-meter high wall with his bare hands, and is proficient in multiple disciplines such as criminal psychology, behavioral psychology, social psychology, etc., and has been identified as an extremely dangerous criminal."

  "I'll let you pretend, but I'll pinch you to death." The girl's hand also came up and directly pinched the boy's arm. As soon as she pinched him, the boy immediately started crying "Waa~waa!", and before the girl could react, the girl sitting at the door rushed over hastily.

  The girl saw someone coming and pretended to be as innocent as the boy had been earlier, blinking her eyes. The boy, on the other hand, looked at the girl with a terrified expression, crying nonstop.

  "Alright, alright, little lord, don't cry anymore. This is nothing to be afraid of. Little lord, don't look at the young lady from the Wang family with that kind of gaze. She's going to be your wife in the future, you've been together since you were a month old, why are you so scared?" Along with the little girl's voice and comfort, the boy finally stopped crying.

  Waiting for the girl to return to the bench, the boy fell asleep again. The girl looked at him with a gloomy face, considered for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand again, this time towards the lower part of the boy's body, whispering:

  "You think you can get others to help you, right? You feel like you have a powerful backer now, right? You're not afraid of being pinched, right? I'll expose your flaws."

  "Wah~! Wah~!" Before the girl's hand could touch the boy, he cried out again. The girl quickly withdrew her hand and the young woman came over once more to check on him, seeing that nothing was wrong, she went back to sit down.

  "I'll see how long you can cry, I'm going to catch you again." The girl stretched out her hand once more.

  "Wah~!" The boy cried.

  The girl claps her hands, the boy stops. The girl stretches out her hand, the boy cries, and the two of them just repeat this over and over again.

  After waiting for a few times, the girl didn't stretch out her hand this time and just said "I'm going to catch it."

  "Wah~!" The boy cried.

  "I won't catch it," said the girl.

  The boy stopped.

  The stop was stopped, but the expression of the boy changed and was no longer as pure as before.

  "Pack, pack, keep packing! Regret it now? Didn't you forget to study child psychology in the first place? My international scammer, Comrade Zhang Xiaobao." This time the girl smiled and whispered teasingly into the boy's ear.

  The boy couldn't pretend anymore, stretched out his chubby little hand, patted his forehead and sighed: "It's not that I'm careless, it's just that men are too meticulous about this thing."

  He understood in his heart that it had already become a reflex, and this kind of reaction was simply impossible for children. Faced with such a situation, a child basically only has two reactions: one is to cry continuously until someone comes to coax him, but later he stops by himself; the other is to turn crying into laughter, thinking that he has found something fun to do, while being influenced by an adult's way of thinking.

  "Comrade Wang Juan, I think a police officer shouldn't do such a dirty thing, let alone a female one. You're really too immoral." Zhang Xiaobao finally admitted his identity.

  "Swindler Zhang Xiaobao, you must remember that there are only bad starting points, but no unreasonable means. Tell me, where did the money go?" Wang Juan didn't feel the slightest bit of shame; her training had been just so.

  Zhang Xiaobao looked at the girl sitting by the door again, who had sat down and was doing nothing. He turned his head to Wang Juan and said: "If you must add a definite article before my name, please say suspect. Now, I think we shouldn't be considering money problems. You remember, money is never a problem for me. What I'm thinking about now is whether I can still eat that bowl of liangfen."

  "You really know how to find relaxing topics, what about the money?" Wang Juan still asked about the money.

  "Have you gone mad from being a cop? What money? Look at our current state, look around us. According to an unbelievable yet normal saying, we've already left our original world and been reborn into another one. My only regret is that I didn't get to eat that bowl of liangpi." Zhang Xiaobao turned his head, looking at the roof of the house.

  Wang Juan looked around again and found that this was not something from her era, or rather, the world had things like the girl who came over earlier with a look on her face, and the clothes she wore, all of which proved this point.

  "It's all you, it's all you, why did you have to go and change the hostages? Now look what's happened, my family will never see me again. You owe me, you owe my parents, you owe my brothers and sisters, you owe me my job." Wang Juan complained in a low voice while pinching Zhang Xiaobao's arm.

  "Do you regret it? Shouldn't I have just left things as they were and let that child continue to live under the threat of death?" Zhang Xiaobao asked, turning his head back.

  "Regret? No, I have no regrets. Who am I? I am the Chinese Begonia King. Don't look at me with that kind of gaze. My glory cannot be desecrated." Wang Juan was taken aback for a moment, then became serious and said to Zhang Xiaobao.

  Zhang Xiaobao nodded, acknowledging Wang Juan's words. After a moment of thought, he suddenly said: "Do you think I'll be able to see my parents in this life? Looking at the surroundings and what that person just said, it should be a rich family."

  "Alas!" Wang Juan sighed and said calmly: "Don't think about those things for now, let's think about where we are? What should we do next?"

  "No matter where he is, I've made up my mind. This lifetime, I'll finally get to see my parents and work hard to make them live well. And then find a wife and make her live well too. Listening to what that woman just said, it seems like you're my wife... I've decided..."

  "I've decided not to acknowledge this matter, I won't live with an international fraud suspect." Before Zhang Xiaobao could finish speaking, Wang Juan immediately vetoed it.

  "Never mind, let's not talk about this for now. I'm going to sleep. Maybe there are other things to do later. I won't accompany you anymore." Zhang Xiaobao lay down again, closed his eyes, and a look of expectation appeared on his face.