Farm Widow: Pick up a husband to open up wasteland and farm

Chapter 1 Awakening
"Woo~ Mother is dead."

A pain and crying disrupted Zhang Xiaolan's lucid dream, she covered her head, there seemed to be a swelling there~
"No no no~".

"Mother is awake, mother is awake, sister ~ mother is not dead".A childish voice interrupted Zhang Qincai who was still sobbing.

Zhang Xiaolan was startled, what's going on, why can't she make a sound, and what the hell is in front of her?She just drank all night last night. Could it be that her brain was stupid and she had hallucinations?
Staring at the two pairs of eyes, one large and one small in front of her, the two dolls were staring at her closely, she was a little confused, and the two dolls were obviously malnourished, and they were covered in patches.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, my daughter rubs it for you."After speaking, Zhang Qincai stepped forward and rubbed his mother's brain.

"Hi~".

It hurts even more.

Zhang Xiaolan dodged reflexively, her head really hurt.

"Mother must be out of her mind, what should my sister do?"The little boy on the side who stopped crying because of Zhang Xiaolan's waking up, now feels uncomfortable because of his mother, and the tears from the corners of his eyes fell down again.

"Mother, don't be afraid, with Huzi and I by our side, they dare not come and grab our food."Zhang Qincai thought that her mother was frightened by the gang of refugees who robbed her of food, and she hadn't recovered yet, so she quickly comforted her.

"But ~ sister...".

With a glance at Zhuzi, Hu Zi stopped his words in an instant, obviously those buns had been robbed long ago, why did my sister lie to my mother.

How can a half-old child who is less than five years old understand the heart of a 12-year-old sister?

Zhang Xiaolan, who was lying on the straw mat, didn't care about the inexplicable two children in front of her. She really hadn't digested it. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. Although the blue sky was beautiful, but this place where no birds shit, and the two children in front of her The dark face and the clothes that could not be patched again made her close her eyes several times, and when she opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her remained the same.

she broke down...

Seeing her mother's appearance, Zhang Qincai couldn't help but feel distressed. At this time, her mother, who is sometimes stupid and sometimes normal, can't speak. She didn't dare to drag her up and continue on her way. All have not been found.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xiaolan opened her eyes sharply again. The difference this time was that her eyes were full of pity for the two children in front of her. Yes, she had traveled back to an unknown dynasty and inherited the memory of the dead mute.

"Woo woo woo".

Zhang Xiaolan pointed in the direction of the opposite mountain and tried to get up. The two children, one big and one small, felt distressed and hurried forward to help her mother up. She finally saw the whole picture of the emptiness.

Except for the big mountain on the opposite side, the fields below the mountain were covered with withered grass, and there were no crops at all. It was not advisable to think too much about it. She picked up the burden on the ground, took the hands of the two children, and went to that direction together.

The moment the two children were held hands, there was a burst of joy, which showed that the mother was sober at this moment, and she couldn't help but stepped forward excitedly and continued to follow.

Seeing the weeds under her feet, Zhang Xiaolan couldn't help but look familiar, and tried to recall, isn't this plantain grass? Such a large piece, she couldn't help letting go of the little hands of the two children, squatting down, and pulling violently. This is a good herb for stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation. It can't be a loss, after all, the days of fleeing from famine are not a joke, and the bag on the head has to rely on this herb to reduce inflammation.

Seeing their mother's enthusiasm for pulling weeds, the two children also squatted down and pulled the plantains around them.

(End of this chapter)