The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

The wind in the harsh winter is extremely cold.

In a ruined small hut, two skinny little children squatted on the floor and watched the woman who was awake in front of her.

The woman looked no longer breathing, and she covered the hay with messy clothes and two sets of cotton coats for the children. But their clothes are too small, and her hands and feet are still exposed in the cold air.

The little boy took off his trousers and put it on the woman's foot. As a result, he only had one pair of pants.

A cold wind blew, and he sneezed.

The little girl asked awkwardly: "Brother, are you cold?"

The little man raised his dirty hand and rubbed her head. He said in disbelief: "My brother is not cold, are you hungry? Brother is going to get some food back, you are guarding the mother."

The little girl nodded, and soon shook her head again: "Don't go, my brother."

It was dark, and there were no lights here. It was only by the moonlight that passed through the window that it slightly illuminated a little. But this faint light is not enough to drive away her inner fear.

The little man whispered: "My brother will be back soon. Do you know what you know? You can't be afraid if you grab the mother's hand."

The little girl seems to understand and understand, holding the woman's hand in her arms, the hand clearly has no temperature, cold as a knife, but she still got a great strength, solemnly nodded: "I am not afraid."

The little boy stood up and went.

The little girl hugged the woman's hand, mother, mother, and screamed, as if she could not be afraid.

When the little boy came back, he had two big white flowers in his hand and a small chicken leg in his mouth.

He handed the donkey to his sister and took the chicken leg in his hand. He said with regret: "My brother only got a chicken leg. Would you like to eat it first? If the mother is sick, my brother will give you a bigger one!"

The little girl looked at the fragrant chicken legs and saw the saliva flowing out, but she understood that she was sick and needed more nutrition than she did.

She swallowed: "Well, I eat hoes and my brother eats."

"Okay." The little boy ate a big mouth and ate his hoe. Both the mother and the younger sister needed him to take care of him. He couldn't easily go hungry and couldn't fall down. Although a girl, she couldn't fill her stomach.

He ate half, stayed half, began feeding the mother, a small piece of chicken, a small piece of steamed bread.

Qiao Wei was awake, and her mouth was screaming. I don’t know who kept on stuffing things. She hated being awakened when she hated sleeping. She was trying to screw up the prank guy. I found myself unable to lift my arm.

She shook her body and opened her eyes!

God, what did she see? a child! At the age of five, her hair is long, she is wearing light clothes, and the night is too dark. She can't see his facial features. She only feels that pair of eyes, like obsidian, is bright and compelling.

Intuition told her that this long hair beanie is a boy.

Is the guy who just pranked into her mouth is him?

Seeing that it is a child's part, don't care about him, but it is very strange that her lab is forbidding strangers to come in and out. How can a child rush in?

Qiao Wei spit out something in his mouth: "Whose child are you? Mom and Dad?"

As soon as she spoke, she was scared by her hoarse voice. She didn't seem to do anything. How did her voice become so dumb?

Also, who turned the lights off? The heating is also stopped!

A series of quirky flashes of mind, Qiao Wei's head began to hurt.

The little boy heard the sound of her chilling, knowing that she was uncomfortable, and gently asked: "Mother, where are you hurting? I am giving you?"

The cold little hand covered Qiao Wei's forehead, and Qiao Wei stunned.

"Brother, is the mother awake?" The little girl walked up with her eyes bright, "Mother!"

Two little buns, called her mother at the same time, if this is not someone prank, then -

Qiao Wei touched her face. She claimed that Joe in the micro-fat sector had a knife-like face and a moon-shaped cake. It was not a small melon face!

There is also her hand, and it is not so sloppy.

Although unbelievable, she really crossed.

"Mother, are you okay?" The little girl gently slid into her arms, her little head squatting in her neck, and her coma was faint for a few days, and she was not awake, she was very worried.

The little boy was also very flustered, but he was a man, not as revealed to his face as his sister.

Qiao Wei felt the worries of the two children and sighed. She grew up in an orphanage. She grew up as a lonely temper and didn’t know how to get along with her, let alone raise a child. She should take it. What about these two small diced beans?

She looked blank, and the little boy thought she was cold. She took her cold hand and put it on her lips. The little girl saw her brother doing this, and she learned it.

This is the first time that someone has taken care of her so sincerely.

The little guy's body is actually colder than her. In order to keep her warm, the two children have put the cotton coat on her, especially the little boy, leaving only a single pair of pants, how cold is this?

Such a good child, if she disregards it, she is too unconscionable.

"Mother is good, it's okay, I won't get sick anymore. Come, put on your clothes."

My brother wore clothes and his sister was worn by Qiao Wei. Qiao Wei obviously didn't understand the ancient costumes. He did not buckle the buttons for a long time: "It's too dark for me to see. Wait, I am looking for something that has a fire."

But the original Lord's body was too weak. She just stood up and felt a whirlwind, and she fell back to the ground.

"mother!"

"mother!"

The two children were frightened, and they were afraid that they would never climb again after falling down like last time.

Qiao Wei smiled weakly: "Mother is okay, it is too fierce, and the brain is not supplying enough blood." Sitting for a while, said to the little boy: "Can you help my mother?"

The little boy nodded and held Qiao Wei’s hand.

"I want it too." The little girl also helped Qiao Wei.

Hey, God is still good to her. She didn’t let her go to the wilderness and wait for her death. Instead, she sent two little angels to accompany her.

Qiao Wei’s heart slammed through a warm current and slowly stood up. He touched a fire break from the original owner’s bag and lit the firewood in the stove.

With a bright fire, she buckled her daughter. Then she began to look at the children. The five senses of both of them are very delicate, the eyes are watery, the daughter's eyes are softer, and they laugh like two crooked crescent moons, pure and beautiful; the son's is slightly cold, and the eyebrows are faintly visible. Infuriated and noble. For the sake of malnutrition, both of them are very small, and the small arms and calves are like the hemp. She is afraid to use force in her hands, for fear that she will be broken if she accidentally.

Qiao Wei did not inherit the memory of the original Lord. She did not know who she was. Why did the mother and son fall into this field today, and there are relatives in the family. These are not important, she did not appear when she died, and it did not appear in the future.

From today, the child is her alone.

Qiao Wei ate the remaining half of the steamed buns. Half of the chicken legs allowed the brothers and sisters to eat. The two refused to eat at first. Hearing that Qiao Wei said that the patient should not eat too greasy things, he only divided the chicken legs with a small mouthful. .

These cold things are placed in past lives, she is never possible to let children eat, but for now, she has no way.

After the children finished eating, they fell asleep on the haystack. Qiao Wei put the hay on the children and thought about what to eat for tomorrow's breakfast.

------Off topic ------

The first time I wrote a small bag, it was a bit nervous. It was a slower and hotter style, and I wanted to like it.

After the end of the year, I will update the day, please collect one~

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