After I traveled through the book, I became the villain's mother

Chapter 2 Making a Fire
Seeing that the group of people around finally left, Qinghe exhaled, the air seemed to be fresh.

I expressed my thanks to the villager, seeing that he was leaving, I wanted to get up and send him out.

The village was stopping her and told her to recover from her injuries, so she hurried home.

On the way, I wondered if this Qinghe girl had changed her temper, and after a fall, everyone became sensible.

It wasn't like this before, he was lazy and slippery, and let his own dolls follow suit.

Before, I was worried that these children would be raised wrongly. Seeing Qinghe girl's current state, I only hope that it will remain the same in the future.

He sighed heavily.

At this time, Qinghe in the thatched cottage looked at the children kneeling in front of him.

She was a little at a loss, she was neither married nor a boyfriend, and naturally she would not have children.

I have only come into contact with some relatives' homes. The leather is so thick that people want to take a good beating with slippers.

She stroked her forehead, what should I do, she quickly got off the kang and pulled them up.

The original owner left, but left her a mess, can she hit the wall, maybe she can hit back by mistake.

Knowing that these were impossible, she had no choice but to take over the mess.

After all, she is Qing He, a great young man in the 21st century.

Oh no, now it is Su Qinghe, a good young man from an unknown dynasty.

It was just adding a surname, and she quickly accepted her new name.

Looking at the little dolls in front of me.

The eldest, Su Yunze, is seven years old and has a calm personality.

At this moment, the eyes looking at Su Qinghe were only indifferent.

The second child Su Yunqing, five years old this year, and the third child Su Yunxuan are twins.

At this time, the two were hugging each other, looking at Su Qinghe in fear, wanting to cry but afraid of being beaten.

The fourth child, Su Yunyi, who is four years old this year and the youngest, has been crying with trembling shoulders.

Looking at these cubs, Su Qinghe said what a crime it was.

After waking up, she transformed from a big girl with yellow flowers into a mother of four children.

She thinks she hasn't done anything bad, why did God send herself here.

"Ah, mother, the baby is obedient, mother don't die." These words came out of Xiaosi's mouth.

Su Qinghe took a deep breath. The child is young and ignorant, so he can't be beaten.

"Aniang is fine, she won't die," and being a mother is a mother, what the hell is Aniang.

Although I am two years younger, why do I feel a lot older?

"Really, Aniang is not allowed to lie to the baby." Su Yunyi said in a childish voice.

He is the youngest, although he would be beaten up by A Niang before, but he forgot it in a blink of an eye, he is heartless like a dick.

Su Qinghe immediately assured that she had roughly divided her mind.

The boss is the most difficult to talk to. Now that he knows something, he is not easy to be deceived.

The second and third child are okay, but they are very afraid of themselves.

Only the little fourth child is the best to be deceived, sobbing like a poor little boy.

Seeing their dirty appearance, Su Qinghe decided to wash them first and put them on the kang.

After all, this family is really poor, and there is only one quilt.

Asking them to stay in the house obediently, he got up and went to the kitchen.

There is not much firewood left. As a food lover, she will definitely use this earthen stove.

She doesn't like to come by herself just to make a fire, and now it seems that she is at the end of the road.

As the saying goes, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. The first step is to light a fire!

Reluctantly, she knelt down and picked up the blower, the smoke from the blowing went up all the way, and she was choked and coughed again and again.

But after looking at it, there is still no spark, a sense of frustration arises spontaneously
"I'll come, Mommy."

Who was talking, Su Qinghe looked at the door, and Su Yunze stood there at some point.

Didn't he see it all just now, why is it a little embarrassing?

"You can't, how can you do this at such a young age, go back to the house and stay!" Su Qinghe waved his hand to signal him to go out.

What can a seven-year-old do, don't hurt yourself then, she won't abuse children.

"I used to do the cooking, didn't I?" Su Yunze asked doubtfully.

Have it?Su Qinghe tried hard to recall, and it seemed to be true.

This original owner is really, such a small child has the heart to let him work.

This is because she misunderstood the original owner. Most of the children in the village will help the family collect firewood when they are four or five years old.

The original owner was just going a little too far, and liked to instigate the child's owner to rub against the west's.

She ate and drank too much herself, and only gave the children some leftovers.

Su Qinghe still wanted to be stubborn for a while, determined not to let the child come.

Su Yunze couldn't stand it anymore, the woman's face was darkened, and she almost choked up tears.

He grabbed the torch directly with his hands, and lit the fire in a short while.

Su Qinghe swallowed the words of refusal before he could say them out.

Is it so powerful? It seems that I have underestimated the children in the ancient countryside.

(End of this chapter)