[Double travel to another world + ancient escape + farming + apocalypse + getting rich + double strength and double cleansing]
Before the car accident, Qiao Nian was still arguing with her mother.
Both of them stabbed each other with the harshest words.
When he opened his eyes again, Qiao Nian was lying in a dilapidated thatched hut, becoming a refugee on the run.
The mother was nowhere to be found.
Fortunately, my RV followed me.
When she opened the car door, she saw her mother on the car screen - standing in the apocalyptic ruins, fighting a group of zombies.
"Mom, there are zombies over there!"
"You're still talking about me, but you're not much better over there."
OK. Just go through time, it's better than quarreling.
From then on, mother and daughter became each other's "strongest cheats."
Are there many zombies in the apocalypse? Qiao Nian gave garlic.
Lack of weapons in ancient times? Li Xiulan sent a new type of bomb.
On the way, Qiao Nian picked up a man covered in blood. He was also a king with a different surname who was exterminated by the emperor!
She handed the man a bowl of porridge on the basis that saving a life was better than building a seven-level pagoda.
The man finished his porridge and raised his eyes: "What do you want?"
Qiao Nian asked, "What do you have?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse, "I have a kingdom, but I'm afraid you won't dare to ask for it."
The bowl in Qiao Nian's hand almost missed his face.
"You have to brag!"
Later, the man followed her all the way, cutting people and bargaining at the same time.
Qiao Nian said: "How come your majestic prince still sets up a stall to sell cloth?"
The man said expressionlessly: "I'll save you a dowry."
On the other side, my mother also encountered a difficult master in the last days.
The two went from being dissatisfied with each other to being indifferent to each other, and their middle-aged love quietly sprouted in the zombie wave.
Before time travel, mother and daughter were enemies.
After time travel, they are each other's trump card.
Joe