In a thatched hut at the easternmost edge of Xiaqu Village, a plump girl lay on the ground, her long eyelashes trembling before she finally opened her eyes after a long while.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the wooden beams. I paused for a moment, then closed my eyes again, and opened them again a while later.

Upon confirming that the beams were indeed made of wood, a look of doubt appeared on the girl's fair face.

"What's going on? Wasn't I sleeping at home? Who moved this here for me?"

That's right, this chubby girl is Xiao Yunying, who was chased and struck by lightning.

Because of her headache and dizziness, Xiao Yunying just lay there without getting up, only turning her head to look around.

Finally, I determined my current situation.

He lay back down, closed his eyes, and murmured to himself.

"I had another dream. I just dreamt I was struck by lightning. I'll take a nap, and when I wake up I'll go buy medicine."

She felt really unwell, with severe aches and pains. She thought she must have a fever and drifted off to sleep again.

The wooden door opened, and a little girl who looked two or three years old walked in unsteadily, carrying a rough porcelain bowl that was about the size of her head in both hands.

He carefully walked to Xiao Yunying's side, put the bowl on the ground, and gently nudged the person lying on the ground.

"Mom, wake up and have some water."

Xiao Yunying was not quite conscious. In her daze, she heard the word "drink water" and thought she was thirsty. She closed her eyes and replied with an "okay".

The little girl held the bowl in both hands and slowly brought it to Xiao Yunying's lips.

Because of the fever, her dehydrated body automatically sought out water, and Xiao Yunying gradually raised her head and drank water in large gulps.

When the rough porcelain bowl tilted to a certain degree, the little girl's small hands could no longer hold it and landed directly on Xiao Yunying's face.

The water she hadn't finished drinking flowed into her nose, causing her to cough incessantly.

Xiao Yunying propped herself up on her elbows and sat up, wiping the water from her face with her sleeve, and casually complained:

"Cough cough cough cough, I'm going to choke to death!"

A seemingly casual remark sent the little girl's face turning deathly pale, and she kept backing away.

"Mother, Fourth Sister didn't mean it, please don't hit Fourth Sister."

Because he retreated too hastily, he tripped and fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes immediately welling up with tears.

Xiao Yunying snapped out of her daze and stared blankly at the little girl who had fallen to the ground.

I'm conscious now, but what's the situation?

Am I dreaming? Why am I still not awake?

The feeling of choking on water is so real. Don't you feel that in dreams?

Seeing her mother staring at her silently, the little girl's pent-up fear exploded, and she cried out loudly:

"Wow...Mom, Fourth Sister really didn't mean it."

Xiao Yunying's mind went blank for a moment. She got up from the ground, walked over to the little girl, and squatted down: "Hey, don't cry."

He then reached out his hands to pick up the little girl.

Just then, a little boy who looked not much older than the girl came in from outside the door. He rushed over, shoved Xiao Yunying aside, and stretched out his arms to block her.

"What are you doing? You're not allowed to hit your sister!"

Xiao Yunying, who was already squatting and was still very weak, was pushed to sit on the ground. She simply didn't get up and just sat there, looking directly at the little boy.

"Which eye of yours saw me about to hit her?"

The child's expression was resolute, but the fear in his eyes betrayed him.

He's clearly scared, but he still wants to protect his younger sister. What a great older brother!

The little boy paused for a moment, then turned to look at the little girl: "Little sister, why are you sitting on the ground? Did she push you?"

The little girl stopped crying, shook her head, and sobbed, "No."

"Then why are you sitting on the ground?"

The little girl hiccuped and whispered, "I spilled the bowl on Mom's face. I was scared, and I backed away too quickly and fell."

Little boy: ……

Seeing the little boy's expression, Xiao Yunying felt the mischievous urge common to adults and deliberately put on a long face:

"Did you hear that? I didn't hit your sister, but you pushed me down. What are you going to do about it?"

The little boy bit his lip, thought for a moment, then knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling as he said:

"If you're angry, hit me instead. Don't hit your little sister; she's too small and you'll hurt her."

This kneeling startled Xiao Yunying. Before she could react, the little girl also knelt down, her voice trembling with tears:

"Mother, please don't hit Third Brother. It's all Fourth Sister's fault for not holding the bowl properly."

"Hey, what are you two doing? Get up, I won't hit you."

Xiao Yunying quickly got up, pulled the two children up, and patted the dirt off them.

What's wrong with those two kids? They just knelt down like that, which startled her.

As I was taking pictures, I belatedly realized something was wrong: why were these two children dressed in ancient costumes?

The little girl is calling herself "mother"?

He looked down at his clothes: a dark blue coarse cloth garment with two patches on the side.

She swears to God that she has never bought such retro clothes before.

Looking at my hands again, although they were still just as white, they were much thicker.

This is definitely not her!

There was a commotion and knocking on the door outside, but Xiao Yunying ignored it and continued to examine the meat in her hands.

The brother and sister exchanged a glance, and the little girl mustered her courage and spoke up, "Mother, outside..."

"Don't make a sound, let me think about it."

After Xiao Yunying finished speaking, she pinched the flesh on the back of her left hand with her right hand and twisted it hard.

"hiss……"

The flesh is real! The pain is real too!