I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

Yingying rested until dinner before feeling better. She got out of bed and walked around. She felt that her body was a little different now, but she couldn't tell what was different.

"better?"

Tong Xihong saw Yingying getting out of bed and came over and asked.

"Ah."

Yingying looked around and found that the ancient clock on the wall looked familiar.

"Hey, Dad, when did our family have this clock? It seems like an antique, right?"

"This, this is a gift from the mayor."

Tong Xihong didn't seem to care too much and said casually.

"That's it."

Yingying scratched her head and walked out of the door to take a breath.

"Hey, Xiaoyan, are you recovered?"

A girl in a purple dress came over and greeted her.

"Better."

Yingying looked at the skirt on her body, feeling a little dazed.

"Purple?"

Yingying murmured softly, feeling that this color was somewhat familiar.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

The girl turned around, her long skirt flowing in the wind.

"It looks good, very beautiful."

Yingying stared blankly, a few fragmentary fragments flashing through her mind.

"Are you going to wear a skirt again?"

"Fortunately, I remember how to put on a dress."

"what……"

Yingying covered her little head, and bursts of stinging pain made her cry out in pain.

"what happened to you?"

The girl quickly supported her, thinking she had caught a cold.

"I can't remember a lot of things, and I feel a little dizzy."

"Then do you remember how old you are?"

The girl asked with a chuckle while supporting her.

"You're ten years old, what's wrong?"

Yingying was a little confused and didn't understand why she asked.

"No, no, you are already fourteen years old, have you forgotten?"

The girl knocked her little head and smiled mischievously.

"what?"

Yingying became even more confused. Just when she was about to retort, a woman came over.

"It's time to go home and eat, it's time to go home and eat!"

"Here comes sister Yu Nan."

The girl made a face at her and turned around to answer.

"Yunan?"

Yingying looked at the woman and muttered softly, feeling like she had heard this name somewhere.

"Hello."

The woman came over and bowed to Yingying, which made her feel strange. She wanted to return the same salute as her, but she ducked out of the way.

The woman took the girl and left. Yingying looked at their backs and felt that she had forgotten something very important.

"What a strange woman. Why did she say I was fourteen years old? And why did she salute to me?"

Just as Yingying was thinking about it, she was pulled into the room by Tong Xihong.

"You still have a fever, so you can't run around. If you catch a cold again, you'll have to lie down in bed."

"Well, Dad, I was wrong."

Yingying stood obediently in the corner and accepted the criticism, looking like a victim.

"Dad, how old am I?"

"Ten years old?"

Tong Xihong didn't take it seriously and continued busy with his own affairs.

"Why did they just say that I was fourteen years old?"

"They are joking with you. How can I not know how old you are?"

Tong Xihong knocked her head and smiled.

"Stop making trouble and come back for dinner!"

Yan Ting's shout interrupted the father and son's chat, and the family sat together and had dinner happily.

Perhaps because Yingying was sick, Yan Ting and Tong Xihong did not go back to the room to sleep, but made the floor in Yingying's room.

Yingying thought about what she had experienced that day, and she felt that many things looked familiar.

The first is the ancient clock. Although it may be the first time I have seen it, it always feels very familiar.

Furthermore, there was the chat between me and that girl. She said that I was fourteen years old. Maybe it was a prank on her part, but I always felt that I had forgotten something.

And there's that purple skirt. It's purple. It seems that this kind of material is very expensive. Her family doesn't seem to be too wealthy. It seems that she has lived a good life these years.

The eldest sister named Yu Nan always felt that she should have seen her before, and it was strange for her to salute to him, but why did she avoid it when he learned to salute her?

I feel a lot better. Why don't I go out and start a small stove?

Moreover, Tong Xihong's snoring and Yan Ting's even breathing told her that they had fallen asleep.

Just do it!

He jumped out of the window quietly, climbed up the wall in three steps and ran out.

I don’t know why, but I think it’s easier to circumvent the wall?

Not thinking about it so much, he just jumped off the wall and found the girl waiting for him below.

"Phew, you scared me to death!"

Yingying clutched her chest and was in shock.

"Remember how old you are?"

the girl asked with a smile.

"I'm ten years old. I remember correctly. My parents also said I was ten years old. You must be playing a prank."

Yingying said confidently.

"I'm not playing a prank. Wake up quickly. Someone, oh no, she, is waiting for you."

the girl whispered in her ear.

"What are you talking about? It's so weird, and that big sister, why are you so weird?"

Yingying looked at the girl as if she had seen a ghost.

"follow me!"

Seeing that she still didn't believe it, the girl took her directly to the wheat field, where a man and a woman were quarreling.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Yingying looked at her doubtfully.

"Listen to what they are saying."

The girl motioned to her not to speak.

"Hey, do you still remember what I said?"

"Why don't you remember?"

"Then what did you say I said?"

"You said everything in your dream was fake!"

"anything else?"

"You must come back well!"

"..."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

The girl looked at Yingying, and a purple light seemed to flash in her eyes.

"They were just quarreling, nothing weird."

Yingying curled her lips disapprovingly.

"Do you remember who told you these words?"

The girl continued to ask.

"My mother, she just told me today."

"Who is your mother?"

"Yan Ting? Are you stupid?"

"Are you stupid? Think about it carefully, who is your mother?"

The girl knocked her little head, looking like she hated iron.

"Are you stupid? Isn't my mother Yan Ting or who is she?"

Yingying covered her head and looked at her aggrievedly.

"What's your name?"

The girl saw that she was really stupid and asked again.

"Tongyan?"

"Think again, what is your name?"

"Isn't it just Tong Yan!"

Yingying felt even more aggrieved by her yelling, and tears flowed down.

"Hey."

The girl sighed, ignored her, and walked away.

"Bullying people? This is not the case!"

Yingying raised her hand to wipe her tears. She had no intention of continuing to eat Xiao Zao, so she turned and walked towards home.

"If I don't call you Tongyan, why don't you call me Tongyan? It's true."

Yingying sobbed and muttered softly.