As dawn broke, the warm sunlight shone through the window paper onto Xiao Yunying's face.
Xiao Yunying suddenly opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.
"Is it dawn?"
He rubbed his temples with his long, slender, no, thick fingers: "I can't sleep soundly, I have all sorts of dreams, and I have a headache."
Did I hear the original owner talking to her last night?
I was in a daze, not knowing if I was dreaming or it was real.
She stiffly got out of bed, picked up her clothes, and put them on.
Fortunately, peasants' clothes don't have so many layers of accessories, otherwise she would have been worried to death.
The door was gently pushed open, and Xiao Yunying looked straight ahead before her gaze shifted downwards.
Luo Xin peeked in with her little head. Her braid, tied with a strip of cloth, had come loose, leaving a short section standing up, looking messy like a broom that had exploded.
She flinched after meeting Xiao Yunying's eyes, biting her lip and whispering, "Mother, are you feeling better?"
Xiao Yunying felt a warm sensation gently touch her heart, and her gaze softened as she looked at the little girl.
She knew, of course, that these children were afraid of her, disliked her, and even hated her.
This little girl was the only one who, although afraid of her, genuinely cared about her.
Yesterday she had a high fever, and the little girl still knew to pour her water, even though she later smeared it on her face...
Today, even though I was scared, I still came to check on her.
When she was a child, no one wanted to be her friend because of her health condition. Later, as she grew up, especially after entering the workforce, her personality changed from being self-conscious and timid to being perceived as aloof and cold by others.
Confident and powerful, yet cold-blooded to the point of being inhuman.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that she has always disliked socializing and has no friends.
It's difficult to communicate with peers, let alone children.
She didn't know how to interact with children.
Seeing that her mother didn't speak, Luo Xin stepped over the threshold and into the house with her short legs: "Mom, are you still feeling unwell? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
As he spoke, the hair on the top of his head, which had stood up like a frizzy mess, swayed back and forth.
Xiao Yunying considered herself a cold-hearted person, but seeing this lovely and heartwarming scene softened her heart.
She made a decision in her heart. No matter what, she now occupied this body. If the children were well-behaved and sensible, she wouldn't mind raising them until they grew up, or until Luo Sheng returned.
He bent down and scooped Luo Xin up in his arms, saying, "Mom is much better now, all thanks to the bowl of water Xiao Xin gave me yesterday."
When Luo Xin heard her mother mention what happened yesterday, her eyes instantly filled with fear, and she whispered an apology:
"Mother, Fourth Sister didn't mean to spill the bowl in your face yesterday."
Xiao Yunying knew the little girl had probably misunderstood, thinking she was going to settle scores later, so she gently comforted her:
"Mother knows that Xin'er's hands are too small to hold such a big bowl steadily, it's not Xin'er's fault."
"Really?"
"Really, Xin'er, don't worry, Mommy won't hit you anymore, and will treat you well."
"Why do you say that, Mother? You've never hit me before, you've only hit my brothers."
Xiao Yunying recalled it for a moment, and it really was true.
The original owner hit the eldest and second eldest brothers the most. When he hit the third brother, he was protected by his two older brothers and didn't get hit much. Only Luo Xin, whether because she was a girl or because she was too young, she only scolded her and never hit her.
"Then Mother promises that she won't hit my brothers casually anymore. As long as they don't make mistakes, Mother won't punish them easily, okay?"
Xiao Yunying knows herself too well. She may seem cold, but she actually has a fiery temper. She just doesn't like to argue with people and doesn't get angry easily.
Mainly because no one bothers her.
Thinking back to the way those kids looked at me yesterday, it was just like little wolf cubs wanting to tear their prey apart.
These kinds of children are hard to raise; sometimes they must be punished and forcibly corrected.
Of course, the punishment she was referring to was for educational purposes and through kind means, not a violent means to vent her anger.
Luo Xin pouted, her eyes reddening. She tried to hold back her tears, but finally couldn't. She buried her face in Xiao Yunying's arms and burst into tears: "Waaah... Mother, you're so good..."
"Okay, stop crying, you'll look ugly if you keep crying."
Xiao Yunying awkwardly coaxed the little baby in her arms. She had only made a casual promise; what did it really mean?
"You bad woman, why is my sister crying? Did you hit her?"
Luo Li appeared at the door and shouted towards the backyard, "Big brother, second brother, that bad woman made our sister cry!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two brothers ran over from the backyard and, without saying a word, grabbed Xiao Yunying's arm.
"Put my sister down!"
"Why are you hitting the little sister? She's so young. You should hit me instead."
Xiao Yunying was worried that the little girl would get hurt during the snatching, so she squatted down and released Luo Xin.
Luo Xin didn't let go, clutching her mother's sleeve with one hand and wiping away her tears with the other: "Big brother, Mom didn't hit me."
Luo Li didn't believe it: "Why are you crying if I didn't hit you?"
"I'm so happy. Mother said that as long as my brothers don't make mistakes, she won't hit them anymore and will treat us well."
Luo Chen also didn't believe it: "Whether we make mistakes or not is up to you. As long as you want to find fault, everything we do is wrong."
Xiao Yunying: ...She couldn't refute what he said.
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