She suppressed this uncomfortable feeling for a long time and continued to wash the rabbit meat in her hands.

Cool the fur here, she has to take back the rabbit's meat, although the rabbit is a little fishy, but if it is cooked, it is still delicious, tonight, she eats roasted rabbit meat, the meat is roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, she is also full,

At night, there was a sound of wind outside the cave, whirring, I don't know how big, anyway, the curtain hanging in the cave was blown by the wind and kept ringing, this night she woke up and fell asleep, she woke up, she woke up, always slept not very well, she sat up, added a handful of wood to the fire, she put her hand on her stomach, her mind was a little far away.

This winter came sooner than she expected, and after hitting five or six rabbits, and not long after separating the fur, there was heavy snow in the sky this morning.

She carefully carried a broken bucket with water.

Walking all the way to rest, she gave a breath of heat to her palm, the weather here is not better than Tianyu, the winter is harsh all year round, and the winter is much longer than Tianyu, especially in the valley, it seems to be colder than outside, and the snow fell on her face, very icy, very icy.

Finally, a bucket of water was brought into the cave, and the wind outside blew the curtain loudly, and she stood up with difficulty again, and pulled the curtain well, and the wind that poured in from outside blew her body, and even had a piercing pain.

She shrank back and threw a piece of firewood into the fire, suddenly she felt her nose very sore and sad, remembering that at home, her brother took care of her, but now she has no relatives, she is independent, and she has no one to talk to, she is very uncomfortable, and unconsciously, tears are dripping down one by one.

She sat alone by the fire, just silently staring at the fire, only the tears fell down her chin and fell into the fire, and she couldn't tell whether there were tears in the fire or fire in the tears.

Until she lowered her head and looked at her round belly. 、

It doesn't matter if it's not, she gently stroked her belly, mother and you, mother wants to thank you, if it weren't for you, mother didn't know how to live such a day, she sighed, and added a handful of firewood to the fire, took the bamboo basket on the side, and sewed a few pieces of animal skins together, the snow outside was still falling, and the cold wind would pour up from the mouth of the cave, she had to stand up, thinking about whether she could bet on the entrance of the cave, so that there would be no wind, and when several hugs of dead grass were piled up to the entrance of the cave, She just felt a lot warmer, and it may be due to psychological reasons, because there was no wind blowing in, and the fire was burning very strongly, so that the cave gradually warmed up.

It's just that no amount of fire can warm up this cold cave, and her heart is a little cold.

She just wanted to take the bamboo basket to make the dress again, suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her stomach, which was completely different from the past bursts of pain, and she pulled the clothes on her body hard, and cold sweat was oozing from her forehead.

"Kid, you didn't come up with it, did you?" She caressed her stomach, and then there was a rush of pain that made her almost scream.

She endured the pain, laid out her simple just a sleeping place, and then put a thick layer of withered grass on it, and lay down with her stomach in her arms, she didn't know how to spend the night, but she knew that this pain had been entangled with her, she bit her lips through, and the clothes on her body were almost soaked, as if they were fished out of the water, and even the hair was strands of hair, well, she grabbed the withered grass on her body hard, and her hands were loosened, tight and loose, and she didn't snort, When a woman gives birth to a child, it is like entering a ghost gate, and now there is no one to help her, so she can only rely on herself.

Obviously it hurts, she wants to scream, she wants to cry, but she can't, she has heard what the palace has said, when giving birth to a child, you must not shout, once you have no strength to shout, the child will not be able to give birth, if you don't do it, you may have two lives.

She had already lost a child in her last life, and this child, she had to give birth no matter what.

Once again, he grabbed the dead grass on his body, and the wind and snow fell from time to time, and suddenly, he heard a faint cry of a baby from inside the cave, and then everything was quiet.

Mu Youwu gasped softly from time to time, the clothes on her body were already soaked, and she didn't have any strength, she stretched out her hand, and saw the blood on her hands, but she laughed, the smile was very warm, and it was also very distressing.

She sat up with difficulty, looking at the red little baby, maybe God really pity her, this child was finally born after torturing her for nearly a night, the baby was red all over, soft and cottony, and the appearance is not visible now, but it has a pair of slender eyes and snow-white skin, a small voice like a kitten, whimpering twice from time to time, and it is also very well-behaved, and it is not moving when lying alone.

Mu Youwu trembled and took the clothes she had made in advance, wrapped the child carefully, and then wiped the child's body with a soft cloth, which was kissing the baby's small forehead.

It's a little girl, a very beautiful little girl, you can vaguely see the shadow of Yu Moqian, Yu Moqian's appearance is too beautiful, although for a man, this beautiful word is an insult to him, but indeed, that face is really amazing.

If the child looks like him, naturally, this appearance will be superior in the future.

Child, my mother can finally see you, she hugged her daughter tightly, and put the child in the warmest place on her chest, for fear that it would freeze to the newborn child. The tender little finger also grabbed Mu Youwu's finger, and the corners of his lips like petals moved.

Mu Youwu didn't actually know how to take care of such a small baby, she wondered if she was hungry, so she unbuttoned her clothes, and the little child sucked the first milk in her life out of instinct, and it was also the first time she could eat, she was very satisfied with eating, and a pair of small fists were also clenched tightly.

Mu Youwu compared her daughter's little hands, really small and small, she loved her daughter's pink little face, at this moment, she suddenly felt some tears in her eyes, very excited, but also wanted to cry, this is her child, it is a child connected to her blood.