Zhang Siyu was involved in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a small fishing village in the 1960s, as Cheng Zhenzhu, a widow single-handedly raising three children.
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"Three, don't bring this one, we can play it when we come back."
Peng San Tiao bit his lips and blinked. Then Zhang Siyu dismissed him with a large fried dumpling and he squatted in the corner to tinker with something...
After dinner, Peng Yitiao and Peng Ertiao took their younger brother for a stroll around the house, feeling extremely excited.
"Mom, are we really going to visit grandma and grandpa tomorrow?" Peng Ertiao went to his mother to confirm again.
"Yes, so let's all get up early tomorrow." Zhang Siyu washed the dishes, wiped the pots, and checked the house to make sure there was nothing that shouldn't be there.
No one should come to the house, but it's better to be safe...
"Okay! Mom, I'll get up the earliest." Peng Yitiao said immediately.
"I get up early too." Peng Ertiao opened his eyes wide and looked serious.
"Good morning~" San Tiao also came to join in the fun.
Unfortunately, men’s mouths are lies, and little kids are no exception.
The next morning, Zhang Siyu got up at dawn, washed up, and went to call the little ones.
"Hmm~~~~~" The three little kids twisted their waists together.
Zhang Siyu looked at the three little kids rolling up their quilts, feeling both angry and amused.
But she probably knew the reason.
One and two might be because they knew they were going to their grandparents' house today, so they were extremely excited last night and didn't fall asleep until late at night.
Sanjo went to bed early, and the reason he couldn't wake up was simply because he was too sleepy...
Zhang Siyu was ruthless and dug the little kids out of their beds.
Hmm... Zhang Siyu took a closer look and found that there were some changes in the little dolls.
After two weeks of feeding, one fish seemed to be a little stronger, the second fish's little face became rounder, and the third fish was still thin, but had more energy.
That's right, it's still in the dark category...
"It's cold. I need a nap." Peng Sandiao muttered.
"No need to sleep anymore. After breakfast, let's get ready to go to grandma and grandpa's house."
Zhang Siyu gave each of the little kids who were closing their eyes and wiping their faces a piece of hand-torn bread and a bottle of milk, and then she got three energetic kids with big, bright eyes.
Unfortunately, everyone became depressed when they got on the bus.
The car was stuffy and the air was not circulating. Add to that the noise from the crowds, and the two little guys, Yitiao and Ertiao, who had been running in the mountains and swimming in the water all day, had become sick cats. They could only breathe while leaning on her shoulders.
San Tiao became weak earlier and started vomiting shortly after arriving on the boat.
Although she had applied motion sickness medicine and a motion sickness patch to the little guy in advance, it didn't work very well.
"Come, let me apply some more medicine for you." After applying motion sickness medicine to the three children, Zhang Siyu quietly peeled a tangerine.
Each person took a bite of the orange flesh, and the remaining orange peel was given to the three little kids to sniff.
"Mom, how long will it take?" Peng Ertiao said softly.
"Two more days."
Zhang Siyu was somewhat resistant to this answer. Sitting on the old, hard-packed train, which was cold in winter and hot in summer, made her back ache.
She wanted to buy two sleeper tickets, but unfortunately she could only buy one. She then bought three hard seats.
The top two floors of this train are sleeper berths, and the bottom floor is converted into hard seats.
We were in the same carriage, on the upper and lower floors, so this was acceptable.
"Do you want some water? Do you want something to eat?" Zhang Siyu asked the little kids.
Peng Yitiao shook his head, "I don't want to drink or eat, Mom, I want to sleep..."
"Okay." Zhang Siyu patted him and coaxed him to sleep.
Peng Yitiao fell asleep, and his uncomfortable expression gradually relaxed.
Zhang Siyu put three of them on the seat, and then carried one to sleep on the berth she had bought.
It’s been a bumpy ride, and it’s really hard for the little kids.
They set out from home this morning, first took a boat to Qishui Town, and then boarded a shaky bus that smelled strongly of gasoline. It took more than two hours to get to the train station.
Along the way, the little kids only managed to eat a little bit at the train station. Now they have been on the train for almost three hours and they haven't eaten much.
"Mom, I want to eat." Peng Ertiao saw his mother coming down and gently pulled the corner of his mother's clothes.
"Okay, what do you want to eat? Mom will get it for you." Zhang Siyu hugged San Tiao, who was reaching out to hug her.
"Mom, can I have fried dumplings?" Peng San Tiao whispered.
"Sure." Zhang Siyu took out a wet tissue, wiped the little guy's face, and cleaned his hands.
"Mom, it's still hot." Peng Ertiao took a bite and felt happy.
Peng Sandiao was nestled in his mother's arms, picking orange peels. When he saw his brother eating dumplings, he stretched out his little hands.
"San Tiao, do you want to eat?" Zhang Siyu wiped the little guy's face with a wet tissue to make him feel more comfortable.
"I want to~" Peng San Tiao nodded slightly.
Zhang Siyu took advantage of the big bag under the seat to take out another steamed dumpling.
Peng San Tiao stretched out his two little paws, grabbed the steamed dumpling, put it in his mouth and bit it slowly.
After finishing one dumpling, the two little ones also began to sleep. Zhang Siyu carried Er Tiao to the berth, holding San Tiao in one hand, and began to massage his legs, back, waist and shoulders with the other hand.
She wasn't prone to motion sickness, but she was a bit uncomfortable with the old train. The train rattled non-stop, the confined carriages teeming with people, there were all sorts of strange smells, and the seats were incredibly hard, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
"Little comrade, you are so kind to your little one. You look like a real mother."
Zhang Siyu heard the voice and looked at the old man opposite.
The old man had a short, stiff mustache and his hair was combed neatly. Although there were dense wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his eyes were sharp and bright.
"Young comrade, are you the only one taking the baby in the car? Why is your husband not here?" the old man asked again.
Zhang Siyu lowered her eyes and couldn't help but feel alert.