"Mother has been lying here motionless for seven days. Is she dead?"
"Big brother, what are you talking about?"
"Mother won't die. Mother won't die. Boohoo..."
Cold, so cold...
Louise, who was in a coma, was immediately woken up by the cold. A few children's voices rang in his ears.
She tried hard to open her eyes and saw a few big round eyes.
"Ah, my mother isn't dead!"
When the children saw that she had woken up, they immediately took a few steps back and panicked expressions appeared on their faces.
Louise looked at these unfamiliar little bit heads. She blinked her eyes curiously. Who were they?
"Mother, are you... thirsty?"
Just as Louise was lost in thought, a clear, sweet, and child's voice rang out.
Louise looked over again. A boy was holding up a half of yellow wotou for her, and a boy was handing over a bowl of water.
The remaining three children gathered around her again, looking at her with worry in their eyes.
Louise's eyes moved, and her heart was touched.
"Thank you, little children!"
Louise sat up from the bed. She smiled shyly at these children and reached for the bowl of water held by the children.
All of a sudden, the children were stunned.
Mom are smiling at them?
And thank them?
However, before Louise's hand touched the bowl, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her brain...
The strange memories poured into her mind like a spring...
Because Louise was born to be fat and ugly, she was nicknamed Fat Schmidt.
Fred was a handsome man from the Blind Village. Unfortunately, he was a poor hunter.
His wife died of a difficult life, leaving him with five children. One of them was even a medicine jar, which made the poor family even more desperate.
Coincidentally, Fat Schmidt married Fred. After more than a month of marriage, he accidentally fell into the ice river and was frozen to death...
Louise spread out her hands and saw a thick palm. Her ten fingers were as thick as a hair pie... Her master... She was now a pig in this era!
An accident had caused her soul to time-travel!
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom..."
Looking at Louise in a daze for a long time, these children called her out of concern.
Louise came back to her senses. It was so warm, as if something was melting...
"So this is what it feels like to be called 'mother'!"
Louise liked children very much, but in her previous life, she was a person who couldn't bear children.
She had long planned to come and go alone for the rest of her life...
But now, in this life, there were five or three-year-old children as soon as she opened her eyes!
Looking at their red hands, skinny bodies, and helpless expressions on their faces, Louise sighed with pity.
"Mom is fine."
She got out of bed, put the water in a doll's hand on the table, took off their shoes one by one, and carried them to the bed.
While holding a quilt to wrap them, she asked, "Your hands are as cold as snow. Are you hungry?"
The children were all stunned.
A pair of innocent black and white eyes looked at Louise without blinking.
A lot of question marks appeared on their small head.
Mom will hug them?
Why would she talk to them in such a gentle tone?
Would she ask if they were hungry?
The children did not return to her, but their stomachs were growling...
Louise stroked the heads of these pitiful children and sighed again.
"Mom is going to cook for you. Wait a minute!"
After that, Louise closed the window and began to search for food in the room...
The children stared at Louise's pudgy figure. All of them stretched out their necks, staring blankly at her.
A look of pleasant surprise flashed across their jet-black eyes.
"Mom won't hit anyone."
"Stop cursing."
"Mother are going to cook for us?"
"Mom hugged me just now!"
The fifth child Joanna raised his pink lips excitedly and said, "Mom is good."
After nearly two hours, the brick bed was heated up and the room was much warmer.
Several babies sat on the table and ate the hot noodles made by Louise.
Louise was looking for clothes for the five babies in the cabinet.
This home was too poor.
The house was in a mess.
The rice pot was full.
After making noodles for the babies, there was only a small bag of flour and a small bag of sorghum and millet.
After cooking one or two more pots of porridge and a few more servings of noodles, their family would be short of food.
Looking around, only the cotton-padded clothes they were wearing in the winter, and the rest of them were single clothes for the Spring and Summer.
Louise's heart really ached to death.
The sky gradually darkened.
After eating and washing, the babies lay on the warm bed. Looking at their mother's busy figure, they felt very at ease and fell asleep soon.
There was no electricity or light, so Louise burned the brazier very well. She cleaned it with the fire and tidied up the house.
She had a bit of mysophobia. She liked to be clean and tidy, and she didn't like the mess at home...
Just as Louise was cleaning up, the tightly shut door was suddenly pushed open. Cold wind and flying snow drifted in.
Louise looked over and saw a man wearing a worn cloak, a straw woven raincoat, and a black gown standing at the door.
The cloak covered most of his face. Through the dim light, she could only see his round and square chin and tightly closed red lips.
He had an air of unspeakable coldness and otherworldly temperament.
As soon as she raised her eyes, they met!
