First, the moon in the sky was accidentally discovered by Wang Xingyun when the full moon was full. When he saw the surface of the moon for the first time, he only felt familiar. But then, the photos of the moon surface I saw suddenly appeared in his mind on the Internet of the previous world.

That is a place where Earthlings can never view directly with their naked eyes, on the back of the moon!

After discovering this, Wang Xingyun will concentrate on observing the moon tomorrow night and compare the back of the moon in his memory with the moon connection you are seeing now.

It turned out that the photos on the back of the moon he saw on Earth were almost the same as those on the current surface of the moon, but there were only dozens of craters missing.

When Wang Xingyun was observing the starry sky, he actually discovered the Big Dipper and the North Star! He also saw several constellations he knew, including the Orion, which he often saw in the night sky of his hometown.

All of this discovery made Wang Xingyun confused, and he became even more uncertain where he was.

On a warm summer night, he was puzzled and finally asked his current mother the reason.

"Mother, why are there so many smaller moons in the sky? Is this what it looks like?" In order not to arouse the mother's suspicion, he had to continue asking in the tone that the child should have.

"My mother doesn't know what it looks like, but after hearing your grandparents say that the moon is like this now, tens of thousands of years ago, but there were not so many points on it at that time." Yang Yulian said with a brief thought. After saying that, she hugged Wang Xingyun in her arms and passed her warmth to her beloved son more.

After hearing his mother's answer, Wang Xingyun immediately opened up his doubts and confirmed that he must be in a place corresponding to the earth. It seemed that the moon was between the place where he is now and the earth. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that his mother exerted a little force, and he was immediately wrapped in it by his mother's warmth.

One day two years later, an eight-year-old boy who had just returned from school in a private school came to the door of his father's study. He was about to tell his father what he had learned today and some new understanding of ancient charm, and found that his father, who was sitting on the chair of the Taishi in the study, was sleeping soundly on the table, and piles of official documents were placed on both sides of him. The processed official documents were neatly placed on the bookshelf next to him, while the official documents that had not been reviewed were still piled up like mountains.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the eight-year-old child walked into the study and slowly came to a clothes hanger with a red cloak. He gently took off the red cloak, and tiptoed around the piles of official documents. His speed was extremely slow, for fear of waking up his father when he encountered the piles of official documents around him.

After a cup of tea, he finally came to his father and gently draped the red cloak on his father.

Looking at his father who had just passed his thirty, the boy felt melancholy. The eight years of happy life was carried by his father with his strong body. As an official in the court, although his father-in-law was the prime minister of the dynasty, he was inevitably attacked by villains.

In his past ten years of official career, his father has experienced too many storms. His young father actually had a trace of white hair on his head, which made his son who was a little too sensible, heartbroken, but he was powerless in this official battle.

Looking at the father who was still asleep for a while, the boy put away the feeling of heartache, gently walked around the pile of documents, slowly walked outside the door, gently closed the study door with his hands, turned around and headed straight to his parents' bedroom to greet his mother, and enjoyed the family affection between mother and son and the warmth in his mother's arms.

This boy is the eight-year-old Wang Xingyun. At this time, he gradually removed his childhood tenderness and became a chic boy. Now he is still as tired of his mother as before. However, while enjoying his mother's warmth in his mother's arms, he couldn't help but think of his father and mother on earth, as well as the warmth in his mother's arms, and the earnest teaching and care from childhood to adulthood.

On a sunny morning, Wang Xingyun followed daily etiquette and then accompanied her maid to the door of her parents' bedroom after washing up.

After knocking on the door a few times, several maids in different costumes opened the door and welcomed Wang Xingyun into it. After coming to the inner hall, when they saw that their parents had finished sorting out, they asked their parents to sit in the inner hall. After asking their parents to take their seats, they took two steps back and kneeled down to their parents and formally greeted their parents.

However, his parents stood up and helped his beloved son up the moment Wang Xingyun knelt down. His father, Wang Zi Qiao, even hugged his wife Yang Yulian and his beloved son Wang Xingyun into his arms.
Chapter completed!