Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

The cold wind howled, and the night was as dark as ink.

The charcoal fire was burning brightly inside the room.

Outside, snow was falling heavily.

It makes people tremble.

The midwife cried out, "It's born! It's born..."

The pale-faced woman on the bed glanced up and then fainted.

Jiang Miaomiao felt herself being lifted up and then slapped on the bottom twice...

She instinctively opened her mouth and burst into tears, crying, "Waaaaah..."

Then I fell into a warm embrace.

I struggled to open my eyes and vaguely saw a chubby, round face.

The round-faced woman whispered to the person beside her, "Madam, that person fainted after just one glance at the child."

The old woman who had come closer glanced at the baby with disgust. "Ignore her. Hurry up and take this bastard out of here and throw her far away so no one will find out."

Jiang Miaomiao: "......."

Bastard? Thrown away??

The baby was startled and stopped crying.

The curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind swept in.

A loud baby's cry drifted in with the cold wind.

I brushed past her...

Jiang Miaomiao only realized at this moment that she had transmigrated.

She was reborn as a newborn baby.

I can't believe it, my mother is still unconscious, and someone actually wants to throw her away...

Could it be that I'm going to die within two hours of being reincarnated?

Mother, wake up... Mother...

Jiang Miaomiao kicked her short legs hard, trying to wake her mother.

Mother... There's a bad guy... A bad guy is going to switch your son with someone else! Wake up!!

All the words I wanted to say came out as weak sobs.

"Guwa guwa..."

She cried her heart out, but her mother remained unresponsive.

Is there no other way but to leave it to fate?

Suddenly, a large, fat hand covered her mouth and nose.

Ugh... I can't breathe!

This is.......

This is suffocating her!

Jiang Miaomiao had to stop crying, looking at the chubby-faced woman with teary eyes.

"Oh! The little one is quite clever. If you cry again... if you cry again I'll strangle you!" The fat-faced woman glared at her fiercely and gradually released her hand from her chest.

He casually tossed her into the basket, quickly opened the door, and walked out of the house.

Jiang Miaomiao shivered.

A cloth was put over it, and everything went completely dark.

She dared not utter another sound.

I'm afraid of being strangled.

He even held back his poop and pee...

As the outside grew quieter, with only the sound of a woman's footsteps, a deep sense of powerlessness washed over me.

The basket swayed back and forth, making her drowsy and drifting off to sleep.

I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up because I was hungry!

The basket swayed less, the footsteps stopped, and it was still pitch black.

A whooshing sound filled my ears.

Like the sound of the wind...

Suddenly a beam of white light shone in.

The cloth on the basket was blown open, revealing a delicately beautiful little baby.

"Achoo!"

Jiang Miaomiao felt the biting cold wind blowing towards her, and the hairs on her body stood on end instantly.

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was green, with white snow clinging to it.

Ah!

That fat woman... she actually hung her up in the tree!

She is afraid of heights!

I instinctively started wailing and crying loudly, and I even peed, which I had been holding in for a long time.

I cried and cried until my voice was hoarse...

Snowing.

Snowflakes fell on the swaddling clothes, on the baby's tender skin, and on her cherry-like lips.

The baby instinctively opens its mouth to suck.

Ugh! It's ice cold...it'll freeze your tongue!

Gradually, her face and hands went numb.

My consciousness began to fade...

She imagined several ways to die: freezing to death, falling to her death, or being suffocated by snow...

......

"Mother, look, what's up there?" The young man in brocade robes lifted the curtain and pointed to the woods by the roadside.

Lu Qingyao stared blankly ahead, tears still clinging to her cheeks, the infant in her arms long since lifeless.

Hearing her son call out, she came back to her senses.

Looking out the car window, I followed the direction my son was pointing.

In the wind and snow.

A basket hung precariously from a tree.

A bitter smile appeared on her lips.

Surprisingly, someone shared her idea of ​​tree burial for a child who died young.

Let's bury her here then; it'll be a way to keep our daughter company.

"Uncle Liu, stop the car!"

Lu Qingyao got off the carriage, carrying the baby, and headed into the woods, with her two sons following behind carrying a small wooden box.

"Mother, why did you leave my sister here?" Jiang Zifeng looked at her mother, tears welling in her eyes.

"Your sister... she's gone!" Although Lu Qingyao was unwilling to accept it, her daughter had already stopped breathing.

She cried for two days, shedding all the tears she had in her life.

She is gone, but the living remain. She has two sons, and her parents, brothers, and sisters-in-law who have been exiled to barbarian lands.

She has to live a good life.

They put their daughter into a small wooden box, along with her favorite rattles and dolls, and placed it on a tree branch, securing it to the tree with rope.

"Mother, the master said that after a person dies, they should be buried in the earth so that the deceased can rest in peace..." Jiang Ziyan asked, puzzled.

Lu Qingyao bit her lip. "There are bugs underground. My sister will be scared!"

She grew up in the frontier region and heard from the elders there that infants who died young should be buried in trees so that they could grow strong like trees in the next reincarnation.

It can also protect the children in the family.

After burning the paper money, the mother and her two children stood silently in the cold wind, looking at the wooden box on the tree for a while.

"Mother, I think I hear my sister crying."

It's not a little sister, it's a baby crying...

Jiang Ziyan nervously grabbed his mother's hand.

“It seems to be… coming from over there…” Jiang Ziyan pointed to the basket hanging on a tree not far away.

A bright red sparrow was perched on top of the basket.

Against the backdrop of pure white... it was dazzling.

Lu Qingyao felt a chill run down her spine.

How could there be sparrows on such a cold day?

It's still crimson red...

Although she didn't believe in superstitious beliefs, the voice was truly chilling.

There were also faint, kitten-like cries of children.

"Mother, I'm scared!" Jiang Ziyan shrank behind his mother.

"Mother, I heard it too."

Before Lu Qingyao could even raise her hand to stop him, Jiang Zifeng quickly ran over.

It spun around under the basket.

"Come quick! A baby is crying." Jiang Zifeng waved to his mother and younger brother.

.......

Ouch...it hurts!

Jiang Miaomiao felt a stinging pain in her hand, as if something was scratching her.

It sounded as if I could hear someone speaking...

people?

Someone's here! She's saved!

She used all her strength to cry, making her cry even louder.

However, she has never had a drop of milk since she was born.

I'm so hungry! I have no energy!

A moment later, she felt herself being lifted down from a high place.

Through her tears, she saw a thin, oval face looking at her.

Eyes facing each other.

Lu Qingyao looked at the tearful baby in the basket, waving its little hands and feet, its lips turning purple from crying.

The swaddling clothes were half-open and damp.

The once delicate and beautiful baby's face, hands, and whole body were now red from the cold.

It's a miracle that he survived!

At this moment, Lu Qingyao's heart melted.

Jiang Miaomiao was then enveloped in a warm embrace, wrapped in a cloak.

So warm, so cozy...

She was saved!