Gourmet pastoral: the clever mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 1 The Little Beggar
"Mother, you drink water." Tian Xiaoyu only vaguely felt the voice of a child.

Before she could recover, she heard a "crash", and was splashed with water all over her face. The cold water seeped into her collar and neck, and some of it flowed into the root of her scalp. Although the water was not too harsh, But being splashed all over the face suddenly made people couldn't help but freeze up.

Tian Xiaoyu opened her eyes faintly, pulled off the quilt on her body, sat up, turned her head and yelled at the visitor with some displeasure, "You are sick!"

The child was stunned for a moment, looking at her with watery eyes, and the cracked soil bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and then curled his lips. After being wronged, Dou Da's tears fell like this down.

Seeing this little guy, Tian Xiaoyu regained his composure. The doll in front of him is yellow-skinned and skinny. He probably doesn't know him. Eh, why is the hair so long? Could it be a little girl?
But how could a little girl appear by his bedside?Thinking of this, Tian Xiaoyu turned his eyes away from the child, and carefully looked at everything in front of him.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at Tian Xiaoyu, you wish you could faint in the next second, praying that everything is just a dream.

If you look around, you can see the wall made of loess, the broken wooden door that was blown by the wind, two wooden stools that are tilted to and fro, and a tattered wooden table with one leg short. a rock.

The window was covered with paper, the hole was exposed to the wind, and the clothes that had just been wet by the water were blowing on the person's body, and it was even colder against the body, as well as the doll in front of her and the broken bowl at her feet.

Tian Xiaoyu looked at everything in disbelief, pinched herself twice, grinned in pain, still couldn't believe it all, she closed her eyes tightly, hoping that everything was fake and just a dream That's all.

But when he opened his eyes again, Tian Xiaoyu looked a little broken at the same dilapidated scene, could it be that he had time-traveled?Even if she is an older leftover woman, she won't be abandoned by society, will she?It’s fine to just throw it away, why throw it away in ancient times, or in a ruined house!

"Mom... what's wrong with you?" Before Tian Xiaoyu could accept the facts in front of her, the child who had splashed water on her face just now called her timidly, and tugged Tian Xiaoyu's sleeve with his hands.

Tian Xiaoyu's sleeves were torn off by the child, and only then did he calm down and look at the doll in front of him.He was three or four years old, with a dirty face, his hair was all knotted, and his patched clothes were even more dirty and skinny.

The little hands holding him were like chicken feet, and they were malnourished. This appearance was like a little beggar.

After she finished looking at the "little beggar", she lowered her head to look at herself. The clothes on her body were not much better than that child's, and her hands were also rough, but she didn't know what she looked like.

But looking at these hands, Tian Xiaoyu felt that this face was not much better.

"Is there a mirror?" Tian Xiaoyu looked at his hands over and over again, the more he looked at them, the more uncomfortable they became. These hands are rougher than his 30-year-old hands before. What kind of abuse will his face look like? Come to think of it Thinking about it, she still asked the child who called her mother, her tone full of alienation.

　This is the first time Xiaoqing has published a new article on Yunqi. I hope everyone can support and bookmark it more.This is a relaxed gourmet farming article, man and woman one-on-one, clean body and mind, la la la la, sprinkle flowers~~
　　
　
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