The vixen's journey through time

It's not that Chacha's reaction was exaggerated, but that the things belonging to Xiao Chuyi were really pitiful and very old.

Let’s talk about clothes first. Throughout the year, there are only one set of long-sleeved trousers that turn white after washing, and a tattered cotton-padded jacket that can’t survive the winter, plus the one he is wearing, and the rest?

No socks, shoes? There were no shoes either, except for the pair of hand-sewn cloth shoes he was currently wearing that were leaky and leaky.

There was a pair of floral pants, which were also very worn. The cloth on the two butt cheeks was frayed and had to be patched up with other colorful cloths. It looked funny and funny.

But Chacha couldn't laugh. Her nose was sore and she felt uncomfortable.

She slowly dragged out the large bag of clothes that the previous owner had planned to secretly dispose of.

[Ashan, can I use these old clothes from the original owner to exchange some clothes with you and give them to Chu Yi? 】

The supplies in Chacha's space are really rich, not to mention those for Chu Yichuan, and even those for newborn Xiao Beichuan.

Chacha likes to hoard supplies, and Gu Yu, who went to a higher plane and learned about the existence of space, has already considered everything for her.

Now Chacha proposes to barter and exchange the old for the new. This operation is feasible, but it depends on whether the system is tolerant or not.

But the recent system is really "women-like" and has become more and more unpredictable. Chacha is a little afraid of it now.

For example, at this moment, Chacha gritted her teeth when the system owed Erqian.

【No, Chacha! You despise the things used by the original owner Jiang Cha, Ah Shan despises them, and Space despises them too! 】

[However, Chacha, you can use these old clothes and ask someone to help change them into a size that Chu Yi can wear. Anyway, these are still relatively new, and they don’t feel wronged to Chu Yi. 】

[And Gu Yu’s mother Wu Yan is a good clothes maker, you can ask her to help. 】The system saw that Chacha looked ugly and hurriedly helped her solve her problems.

Chacha was silent for a moment, then frowned slightly.

【no! I despise it, Ah Shan, you despise it, Space also despises it, wouldn’t Little Chu Yi despise it? 】

The one who should be disliked the most is Chu Yi!

The original owner Jiang Cha had hurt him so deeply and even wanted his life. Even if she was his mother, Chu Yi was extremely jealous and disgusted.

Using Jiang Cha's old clothes to remodel them for Chu Yi to wear, Cha Cha couldn't pass the test in her heart.

[Forget it, I’ll think of other ways! 】

Chacha was straightforward and rudely threw the original owner's bag of old clothes into the closet, and pushed it in with her palms.

If it weren't for the fear of being suspected, Chacha would have wanted the system to deal with it and eliminate it, so as to keep it out of sight.

After tidying up the closet, Chacha sat back on the bed.

Placed in front of her were two sets of clothes, one for wearing on the outside and one for wearing on the inside. They were the rewards given to her by the system for completing the task.

If it had been before, Chacha would have changed into it immediately after receiving the reward, but now, she seemed to be in no mood.

The cold moonlight outside the window shone on her body, casting a shadow.

It was getting late, but Chacha didn't feel sleepy.

Maybe it was because today was the first day she traveled across time, and she was very excited; maybe it was because she met the capable and brave Gu Yu just after traveling through time, and her body couldn't bear it; or maybe it was because Chu Yi gave him to Chu Yi just after traveling through time. She had a hard time accepting motherhood.

In short, she suffered from insomnia.

It's late at night, but people are not necessarily quiet.

"Old man! What are you doing? It's so late at night, why don't you let anyone sleep?"

In the silent night, Wu Yan's suppressed voice came clearly to Chacha's ears.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! Let's sleep together..."

"You, please keep your voice down! Our son has very sensitive ears!"

Wu Yan's voice sounded like she wanted to resist but still welcome.

Gu Yu, who has sensitive ears: Is it too late for me to cover my ears with both hands now?

Gu Aijun's voice was hoarse and firm as he didn't want to give up, "It's okay, let's hide under the covers..."