Great Yuan Dynasty, the thirteenth year of Qingyuan, Liuhe County, Qingyue Village.

The sky was snowing heavily, and the surrounding area was covered in snow.

In a dilapidated wooden and grass house, the cold wind was running around the room, and the only black and yellow wooden bed lay a beautiful woman, but her face was pale, her mouth was chapped, and her body was covered with a blackened quilt.

There was a three-year-old baby standing next to the bed, her eyes revealing fear and worry.

The biting cold, as if falling into an ice cellar, the woman on the bed moved her fingers slightly, and her beautiful eyes opened in vain, and the sharp edge of her eyes was revealed, and the killing intent was fully revealed.

Frightened, the little baby retreated again and again, crying quietly: "Mother! ”

Jiang Wei frowned when she heard this, turned her head and looked over, and saw that it was a weak male baby, with a pair of eyes that were extremely bright, and his face was very frightened, as if he was afraid of her.

Jiang Wei lowered the edge of her eyes, replaced them with fairly gentle eyes, and her voice was a little cold: "Who are you?" ”

She has tried her best to put on a kind appearance, and she doesn't understand what gentleness is when she killed people without blinking in her previous life.

"Mother, I'm a dog."

The little boy's soft voice was tinged with fear.

Dogs?

Jiang Wei thought silently in her heart, and suddenly her brain hurt like an electric shock, and a large wave of memories that did not belong to her were forcibly inserted.

For her with a strong memory, it only takes a few moments to digest these fragments.

Jiang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and her face showed a rare distress, she could accept another world, but what the hell is her son and Xianggong? Can it be killed?

What made her even more unbelievable was that the original body turned out to be a woman with red apricots out of the wall!

There was a small sobbing sound of the baby in her ears, and she didn't know if she had changed her shell or what, she had always been ruthless, her heart was so soft that she wanted to coax him, but she was used to orders, and blurted out: "Don't cry!" ”

Xiaowa was frightened by her, and held back her mouth with a puffed mouth, and actually hiccuped.

Jiang Wei looked helpless, lifted the quilt, and walked towards him.

Xiao An thought she was going to beat him, and suddenly her whole body ached faintly: "Mother, don't cry, don't fight." He said with his hands over his face.

The image of the original body beating the dog and crying immediately appeared in her mind, which was extremely pitiful.

Jiang Wei raised her hand and deliberately lowered her strength, smoothed his back, and said softly: "Don't cry, don't hit you." ”

She took the dog's hand off and wiped his tears with her thumb.

His grape-like eyes softened her heart.

"Have you eaten?"

Xiao An looked at the mother with a somewhat fierce face, but very gentle, as if in a dream, he was stunned for a while, and shook his head.

A child is like this, no matter how bad his parents are to him, once they treat him well, he forgets it.

Jiang Wei sighed, took his hand, and walked out, the cold wind blowing in her face made her shiver.

Feeling the little hand in his hand, trembling slightly, Jiang Wei led him into the house again, then let go of his hand and walked to the only broken wooden cabinet in the room.

When I looked at it, there were a few sets of women's clothes with slightly better fabrics, and the other two sets of clothes were more shabby and had a few holes.

Jiang Wei took out the small set, the fabric was so black that she couldn't see the original color, and it was estimated that it wasn't too hot to wear on her body.

Then he put it in, took out his favorite rose-red jacket, put it on the dog's body, and patiently buttoned it up for him.

Seeing that he could only see one head in his whole person, it was funny and cute, and her eyes were dyed with a smile.

"Mother, this is your clothes, you will be cold if I wear it."

Xiao An looked at her with dark eyes.

Jiang Wei touched his head, "I'm not cold." ”

He took him by the hand and walked out of the house, looking around the yard, which was piled up with a fence and was not large.

The gaze moved to the place where the straw hut had been erected, and under the straw hut was a simple fence stove, with a pot the size of a palm missing from the edge, and next to the stove was a messy pile of firewood.

Jiang Wei's curved willow eyebrows furrowed into a straight line, lowered her head in contemplation, and asked after a long while, "An'er, will you burn a fire?" ”

Xiao An heard his mother call his name for the first time, which was ten times better than his father shouting dogs, and nodded obediently: "Mother, I will." ”

Seeing that he was burning the fire decently, it was just a little difficult, but the fire quickly rose, Jiang Wei looked at it for a while, and she had already learned the skill of burning the fire.

The pot was already red, and I sat on the stove and lit the fire, as if I had food just by burning the fire.

Not long after, a hole appeared at the bottom of the pot, Jiang Wei touched it, and asked, "An'er, should I put rice in the pot?" ”

Xiao An stood up and waved his little hand: "I don't know, I was standing there before I saw my father, holding a shovel." ”

Xiao An is also just a child and has never cooked.

Although Jiang Wei is an adult, she doesn't know anything about women, and the original body is also a master who can't cook.

Jiang Wei got up and went back to the house when she heard this, found the rice jar in the corner, opened the lid, and there was not a grain of rice.

She couldn't help but scolded in a low voice, the original body is really not a thing, and the money in the family is used to support her, and she can't open the pot at home.

When he got out of the house, he put out the fire in the stove, "An'er, I'll catch fish for you to eat." ”

Xiao An's eyes revealed a hint of joy, his small mouth couldn't be closed, and he worshipped: "Mother, you are so powerful." ”

Then one big and one small went out of the courtyard, and Jiang Wei covered the wooden door of the courtyard.

The Xiao family is at the end of the village, and there are not many families nearby.

According to the memory of the original body, Xiao Qingnan, the original father-in-law, was a hunter, who was picked up from the mountains by Xiao Qiang, the old man of the Xiao family, when he was one year old, and some people say that Xiao Qingnan is the illegitimate son of the old man Xiao.

Old Man Xiao's wife, Ma Chunni, has abused Xiao Qingnan since she was a child, but fortunately, with Old Man Xiao, Ma Chunni didn't dare to go too far.

Later, Old Man Xiao was sick in bed, and Lang Zhong in the village said that he would not live long.

The only thing that Old Man Xiao was worried about was Xiao Qingnan, regardless of the opposition of the whole family, he spent a couple of silver to say a family affair for Xiao Qingnan, and the object was Jiang Wei.

The day after Xiao Qingnan got married, Old Man Xiao went.

On the same day, Ma Chunni drove Xiao Qingnan and Jiang Wei out of Xiao's house.

After Jiang Wei's father and mother learned about it, they spent half a tael of silver to buy a piece of land and built a simple house for Xiao Qingnan and the others.

Xiao Qingnan is also competitive, and he has saved a lot of silver in hunting, but he can't stand Ma Chunni's autumn wind every now and then, and Han Xuanwen, the friend of the original body who used it to please her, ended up in such a situation where today's family is surrounded by walls.

Jiang Wei shook her head, the original Xianggong was too cowardly.

Looking at the somewhat thick snow, Jiang Wei bent down and hugged Xiao An in her arms, walking steadily in the snow, Xiao An hugged her neck, looked at her motionlessly, and suddenly kissed her on the face.

Jiang Wei was stunned for a moment, Xiao An was suddenly a little afraid, her mother didn't like him to touch her, and she didn't like her father to touch her.