Xiaoqing is especially afraid of rainy days. Because the roof is tiled, it will leak rain.

It was raining again today, and Xi'er took out all the pots and pans to catch the rain, and the house was ticking, and the rain was falling rhythmically on the utensils.

Boom, a burst of thunder, scared Xiaoqing. Xi'er's mother patted Xiaoqing's back. "No, I'm an adult, I'm afraid of thunder?" Xiaoqing said to himself.

"What's older, five years old. Xi'er said as she scooped water outside the door.

At this time, Dad Darong hadn't gotten off work yet, and the rain was falling heavier, accompanied by the sound of the wind hitting the window, I felt that this dilapidated house was going to be blown down by the wind at any time, and the refrigerators and appliances in the room had traces of rust to varying degrees.

A drop of rain dripped onto the little black cat, the black cat was not afraid of water, shook its body, and the water splashed on the head of the bed.

A strange light illuminated the room, the wooden bed glowed and aired, the surrounding areas that had been illuminated by the light were restored to their original state, the rusty green refrigerator became new, the roof no longer leaked, the wet sheets became smooth, soft to the touch, and the smell of the sun.

The drenched coal stove lit a fire, and a pot of chicken soup simmered.

The TV turns on automatically, the programs are switching, and some bizarre greenery in the corner extends to the ceiling and begins to bloom at the end.

The curtain on the bed hung down, the floor dried instantly, and the window was still stormy, and the room was warm and peaceful at the moment, as if there were a few more layers of soundproof glass, giving people a full sense of security.

It's all like a dream. It's hard to imagine that it's all about the role that this wooden bed plays.

As an adult, Xi'er was attracted by everything in front of her, and was a little surprised, but more of a surprise.

Xiaoqing sat on the bed, and her mother scooped up the soup with a spoon, blew it, and brought it to Xiaoqing's mouth.

"Mom, wouldn't you be more surprised if I told you that I came from the future?" Xiaoqing said.

"What's impossible...... What are you from the future? How is it possible that you are so small. Xi'er smiled.

"I'm in my twenties now, and one day I had a fight with you in my old age, and then I fell asleep in bed, and when I woke up, I was here, and I can't go back. Xiaoqing said as he drank the soup.

"I don't know what my future holds. "Young Xi'er is not much older than Xiaoqing, who is in her twenties.

"At my future age, it's more appropriate to call you sister. Xiaoqing's milk voice was milky.

Xiaoqing switched TV channels.

The two sisters were in the house and didn't know what to say.

The scene in front of me seems to put everything that exceeds the technology of the 21st century in a small house in the early 90s of the 20th century.

Speaking of the RV, Xiaoqing and her mother walked to the window.

"This..."

Outside the window, the neighbor's door facing it was gone, replaced by everything empty on the horizon, and looking down, the original location of the house was vacant......

That is, the house flew over its original position.

The wooden bed has become stronger when it encounters thunder, but it will occasionally be uncontrollable, and it is necessary to study how to operate it.

There was a rainbow hanging in the sky.

Fortunately, the house began to fly, and it became more and more difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams. Xiaoqing and her mother drank chicken soup, used the bed to control the house to fly, and went to pick up her father on the way to work.

"Are you really from the future?" said Xi'er.

"It would be nice if Mom had been so young all the time. Xiaoqing looked out the window.