Famine Year, Transmigrated into the Widowed Mother of Five Villainous Cubs

When Ye Wenxue opened her eyes, she had transmigrated into the body of a widowed mother whose children would tragically die young. These children were all future villains.

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Siwang immediately retorted, "No, I'm the most obedient, Mother..."

Sanyuan hesitated, tugging at Ye Wenxue's clothes.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ye Wenxue glanced at the gloating Dazhuang and snorted. "You've all come out of the valley with me once. This time, I'll take the eldest one to scout ahead. You all stay in the valley and don't run around."

After saying that, she took Xiaoyuanyuan and went into the valley to make breakfast.

Dazhuang hesitated for a moment, wanting to give the opportunity to his younger siblings, but he quickly realized why Ye Wenxue did it.

While Ye Wenxue was away, he had Shuangshuang, Sanyuan, Siwang, and the goose that had somehow wandered in line stand in a row and assigned them tasks one by one, making sure that everyone had something to do and no one had time to run around.

Sanyuan is the most obedient and worry-free person, so it's perfect for him to take care of the vegetable garden.

Both are strong, and Siwang... They're just idling around anyway.

The three little ones took turns receiving tasks, but Shuangshuang and Siwang were not very happy.

They knew it was their eldest brother's turn to go out with their mother this time, but they couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

—You can't find such a large lake in Shanqing Village.

After Ye Wenxue quickly cooked the rice, took out the braised pork offal from yesterday and stir-fried wild vegetables, and called the little ones to eat, Siwang's mouth was still pouting.

Even the carefully braised, fragrant, and tender pork offal no longer tastes good.

Ye Wenxue suppressed a laugh and teased Siwang with a stern face:

“If you behave this time and don’t run around, next time Mom will take you to the lake to play. Anyway, the lake is close to the valley, so we can go down anytime.”

"Really? You're lying, you little dog." Siwang stammered.

Ye Wenxue raised an eyebrow: "When have I ever lied to you?"

“We need wet mud to build the house. If the mud from the lake below could be used, Mom wouldn’t have to carry mud from the stream all the way here,” Dazhuang added with a smile.

Siwang thought it made sense and believed his mother and older brother. After eating, he obediently helped the two of them fetch their baskets and wood-chopping knives, and watched them walk towards the valley path.