Traveling through the ages, I relied on the sign-in system to become a boss!

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Pomegranate finally chose to stay in the mainland. However, with Shenlong Dimension, she could go to Hong Kong City at any time to be free and unrestrained, until one day...

Zhou Hong, who was only eight years old, looked at his biological mother in this life and said, "Should I call you mother, or should I call you apprentice?"

Pomegranate was stunned. What was going on? Her son had no memory. Why...

Zhou Pan said calmly: "Dabao should have inherited the Zhou family's space. Look, the space is one-third smaller, especially since the ocean area is shrinking rapidly."

Shiliu has been busy upgrading her level 6 embroidery recently, and she hasn't been in space for a long time. After hearing Zhou Pan's words, she realized that the island space is really much smaller.

In the past, the sea was endless, but now it is only a thousand meters away from the coast! As for the area of ​​the island, it was cut in half, and most of the planted things disappeared. Fortunately, the villa is still there.

Prince Fengming in the previous life, Zhou Hong in this life looked at the confused mother in this life with some speechlessness. Shouldn't she be worried about her own son? And his biological father was also a wife slave. He was really speechless. .

Although Shiliu knew early on that the Shenlong space would separate its mother and son, she did not expect that after the subspace was separated, the impact would be so great: "System, what's going on? Didn't you say that the subsystem will not affect the mother space? Well?"

[Host, these are inevitable. The mother space is originally so big, and the space stripped away by the sub-space has grown over thousands of years]

Shiliu felt that she had been deceived by the system, which was clearly Chunqiu's writing style. Unfortunately, she didn't understand it at first and was cheated by the system in vain.

In fact, it's quite normal to think about it. If it weren't for stripping off the original large space of the mother space, where would the subspace come from? It was just a small calculation by the system, which made her feel a little unhappy.

Zhou Pan hurriedly patted Pomegranate on the back reassuringly: "You don't like farming, and an island like this is enough for us to grow." And with the existence of time artifacts like treasure gourds, even if you want to grow food, you can do it. Set aside a piece of land specifically for it.

Pomegranate also knows her own virtues. Even though she seems to like farming very much, she is just talking about it. The land on the island is mostly taken care of by Zhou Pan, and she can only pick a fruit by herself.

"Forget it, I will give it to Dabao."

After saying this, Shiliu suddenly realized that her Dabao said that she had recovered the memory of her previous life!

Pomegranate stiffly turned her head to her son: "..."

Zhou Pan looked at the stern-faced eldest son, twitched the corners of his mouth, suddenly covered his eldest son's face with his big hands, and twisted his face fiercely.

"I don't care what you did in your last life. In this life, your mother worked so hard to conceive you for ten months. If you dare to be unfilial, you are shaking the world!"

Zhou Hong was actually just being naughty. He did restore Prince Fengming's memories, but these memories were more like a bystander to him. He didn't expect that he was just being naughty, but ended up being beaten. He had never been beaten before— —

For a moment, Zhou Hong's nose turned red in grievance. Why didn't he just pretend to be serious: "Wow, wow - Mom, daddy hit me!"

Zhou Pan was so angry that he waved his bamboo pole. He knew that this boy was dishonest and was only pretending to be affectionate.

Pomegranate looked up at the sky and said, "Oh, now you know you can call me mother. Who wanted to call me disciple before?"

Zhou Hong didn't expect that his mother would leave him alone, but when he thought of his embarrassing words before, he shrank in fear. Zhou Hong's intestines were so regretful now that he had forgotten that his father was a wife slave, and why couldn't he think of joking with his mother.

Shiliu looked at her son's bun-shaped face and held back a smile. Her eldest son had been claiming to have grown up since he entered elementary school. He rarely looked so blushing and ashamed. At first glance, this made Shiliu feel nostalgic.

"Dabao? Honghong? Why don't you speak? Master?"

Zhou Hong said with a painful look on his face: "Mom, I was wrong. Can you stop calling me Honghong?"

Of course Shiliu knew that the nickname Honghong had some ambiguity, but who could make this kid itchy: "Okay, stop pretending, kid."

Even though Zhou Pan seems to be looking down on his sons all day long, he is actually the only one in the family who loves his children. However, his way of loving his children is more restrained and has a standard image of a strict father, so Shiliu doesn't believe that Zhou Pan would be willing to beat him hard. Son, the most you can do is scare the other person.

When Zhou Hong saw that his mother was unmoved, he immediately stopped howling, ran to his mother in a hurry, and said, "Mom, I heard that you are planning to write a biography of my past life. Do you want your son to help me with this?" Staff officer?"

Shiliu felt a headache when she looked at her quirky son. This boy had not been a worry-free person since he was a child. However, he was very smart and people were always reluctant to deal with him. But she couldn't figure it out. Prince Fengming gave her a very old-fashioned feeling. Why did her son let himself go so freely?

Zhou Pan looked at Shiliu's unspeakable expression and wanted to laugh. Even if they were the same soul, Prince Fengming and Zhou Hong had different experiences in their past and present lives, so their personalities would naturally be different.

As the Prince of the East Palace, Prince Fengming would have been eaten alive by the other princes if he had not matured prematurely. To put it bluntly, places like the palace do not allow him to be naive. Although his son Zhou Hong is also naturally smart in this life, he grew up in a loving family and is a real child. He has the capital to enjoy his own childhood.

Zhou Pan touched his son's little head and asked with concern: "I have so many more memories all at once, doesn't my head hurt?"

"I did have a headache at first, but it got better soon. I think it was the space that was helping me."

Zhou Hong felt so happy when he thought about the space he had just acquired. If he hadn't been thinking about the memory of Prince Fengming, he would have wanted to go into the space and take a look. He had been coveting his parents' space all morning.

Seeing her son's eagerness to give it a try, Pomegranate felt a headache: "Be honest, the space matter is of great importance. The more others discover it, there will be a steady stream of trouble, so no one can say anything about it."

Although Zhou Hong was a little jumpy, after inheriting the memory of Prince Fengming, his mind has obviously sharpened, and he naturally knows the risks in opportunities.

So, Zhou Hong nodded very obediently: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely keep the secret."

Seeing that her son had nothing else to do, Shiliu took out "Prince Fengming" to show her son what else was inappropriate.

This was the first time Zhou Hong saw "Prince Fengming" written by his mother. To be honest, it felt weird. He knew very well that Prince Fengming was his previous life, but he didn't agree much with Prince Fengming. In his It seems that Prince Fengming is a tragic figure, nothing more.

However, "Prince Fengming" written by his mother showed him an unknown Prince Fengming. There were many things in it that were not in Prince Fengming's memory. However, based on clues, it turned out that there were eight out of ten things that happened. Nine are true.

Zhou Hong, who inherited the memory of Prince Fengming, directly improved his literary talent, so he simply read and revised...

A month later, Zhou Hong took "Prince Fengming" and told Shiliu that it could finally be published——