The north wind was blowing, making the house shake.
In fact, Boss Su's house could not be called a house. It was made of mud, the roof of the house was made of straw, and even the window curtains were made of rush-leaf.
The wind might be stronger, and even the people in the house would be blown away.
Under the sound of the wind, a soft, puppy-like voice rang out, and a pair of cold little hands grabbed the clothes of the person beside him tightly. "Brother, I'm hungry."
A young brother and sister curled up in the corner of the wall, wrapped in big ones and small ones, and snuggled up to each other for warmth.
Hearing this, the big one fumbled in his arms for a while and found a piece of potato that was half the size of a child's palm. It was enough to swallow two or three mouthfuls of it.
"Eat quickly." The big guy swallowed his saliva and firmly stuffed the sweet potato into his little hand. He looked at the person on the bed and touched his stomach, which was full of hunger.
She had to bear with it. When she got up, she would have sweet potatoes to eat. The older children comforted themselves.
The person on the bed had been lying on the bed for an entire day, and the last trace of heat in the charcoal basin under the bed had dissipated. She suddenly moved and sat up straight.
"Go to hell!" Gu Chunzhu's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a hint of madness in them.
The madness gradually dissipated. Her eyes were fixed on the uneven earth wall with a spider web hanging on it. She suddenly realized that something was wrong. Where was this place?
She raised her hand. It was so fat that every finger was squeezed together. The back of her hand was black and white, and her nails were full of mud. This was not her hand!
"Where am I?" Gu Chunzhu held her head and recalled the last memory before she lost consciousness.
Her husband, Chen Chong, who had been married to her for ten years, had cheated on his office because he had no children. In addition to asking for a divorce, he also wanted to take away three houses and a Mercedes Benz. Gu Chunzhu agreed.
The people around thought that Gu Chunzhu had accepted her fate. After all, she did not know how to give birth to a child. For women, this was an original crime!
Just when the jerk and the mistress came out to get their marriage certificate, Gu Chunzhu poured gasoline in the Mercedes-Benz and she lit a fire.
Before they were burned to death, she told the jerk that he was the one who gave birth to infertility. She just took all the blame for protecting his dignity, and the child of the third party was not his at all.
With a "bang", the Mercedes-Benz finally gave out its last light and heat for her, killing the b*tch couple.
Gu Chunzhu still remembered the last time the jerk looked at her, fear, and remorse... But it was no longer important. She would protect those who loved her, and those who betrayed her would not be softhearted.
She killed two people and did not intend to spend her life in prison. Before the police car arrived, she walked to the tallest building nearby. Like a bird, she jumped down and her memory stopped there.
"We're hungry. You... you take out the key. I want to eat sweet potatoes!" A dirty little boy pulled Gu Chunzhu's sleeve. Although he was afraid that his little body kept trembling, his words were particularly firm.
Behind him, there was a little girl with a small head. She was also a dirty and younger girl.
"You are... what sweet potato, what key, ah!" Gu Chunzhu was dizzy because of his shaking. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her brain and fainted.
Gu Chunzhu had been in a coma for a very short time. The memory of the original owner was replayed in her mind like a movie. Her eyelids trembled and opened again. It was still the place where the home disciple was!
She already knew that she had traveled to an ancient dynasty that had never been recorded in a historical book, Min Dynasty.
The owner of this body was also called Gu Chunzhu. Her parents' home was the Gu Family. Now she married Su Wangqin, who was called Big Brother Su in the Little River Village. He was also a remnant soldier. He was beaten on the battlefield and his legs were crippled. He also brought back two cans. The older one was eight years old and the younger one was only four years old.
Gu Chunzhu sat up. The faces of the two children standing by the bed were dark. It had been a long time since they had washed their faces, and their eyes were exceptionally clear.
"A sweet potato!" The little boy reminded, with fear in his eyes.
Gu Chunzhu, who had gotten the memory of the original owner, had understood the meaning in his eyes. Every time the two children reached out their hands like beggars begging for food, although the original owner would give them two sweet potatoes that would not make them starve to death, they would scold them or even beat them up.
"Okay, I'll get it for you now." Gu Chunzhu had no children until her death, and she had a motherly love. She felt distressed and wanted to touch the little boy's head. She remembered that his name was Dacheng, Su Chengji, the little girl was An'an, and Su Anzhi.
However, he turned his head away and looked at Gu Chunzhu cautiously.
Gu Chunzhu remembered what she used to say to this child. "Shameless son of a bitch!" "Two b*stards!" "Why didn't you fall from the mountain and die? Why didn't you drown in the river?" "You can only eat and lose money. One day, I'll sell all of you!"
Now that she thought about it, it was especially harsh. No wonder the two children were so resistant to her.
Gu Chunzhu thought that since she had borrowed the life of the original owner, she had to live well. She had not enjoyed the happiness of being a mother in her previous life. Now Tianci gave her two children, wasn't it a kind of compensation?
As for the estrangement between her and her two children, she could only slowly get rid of it with her efforts.
"Okay, I'll get it now." Gu Chunzhu lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. The cold wind poured down from her collar, making her shiver and the fat on her belly tremble.
Gu Chunzhu touched her own flesh and felt a little emotional. She was so poor, yet she was still in rags.
According to her memory, she successfully pulled out the key from a pile of stones in the toilet and opened the only mahogany box with half a basket of cooked sweet potato. She took out the basket.
"Dacheng, An'an, come and eat some sweet potato." Gu Chunzhu turned her head and squeezed out a smile to the two children.
The two children carefully surrounded them. Gu Chunzhu picked up the sweet potato in the basket and was about to give it to them. When she saw the two black little hands in front of her, she frowned and withdrew her hands.
"Wow... An'an is hungry. An'an wants to eat sweet potato." The little girl thought that Gu Chunzhu had gone back on her word, so she was so anxious that her tears fell down. A few of them were still on her long eyelashes, like dewdrops in the morning.
"Be good, don't cry, I just..." Gu Chunzhu wanted to explain, but the sound of kicking the door came from outside, covering her voice.
"Boss' wife, come out. It's the first day of the lunar month. It's time to pay the food!" A sharp voice sounded from outside the door.
