C1 001 to the Fool

The biting cold wind howled, as if it was going to tear the entire winter apart.

A loud cry came from a thatched cottage and drowned out the sound of the wind.

A woman was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. There was not a single trace of blood on her face. The blood on her forehead had already solidified into a dark red color.

Beside the bed stood a man and a woman. They looked to be about four or five years old. The crying came from these two children.

Xia Yi was fast asleep, and was awoken by the noisy wailing sounds.

She sat up in bed and was about to lose her temper when she saw two children coming towards her. She happily muttered: "Elder sister is awake! "Big sister woke up …"

Xia Yi froze for a moment. Only now did she have time to clearly see the environment she was in.

There was only a square table and two benches in the simple room, but other than that, there was nothing else. The broken wooden windows were blown by the wind, as if they were about to fall off at the next second.

Xia Yi was a little dazed. She had obviously been sleeping soundly in her warm bed, so how could she have awoken from this unfamiliar place? And two strange children calling her sister?

Xia Yi also wanted to tell herself that this was all a dream, but a sharp pain on her forehead and the cold touch from the two children's hands all reminded her that this was not a dream!

She controlled the urge to cry out. She took a deep breath and slowly retracted her gaze with her stiff neck. Her gaze fell back onto the two children who were hanging on her body.

The boy was dressed in coarse clothes, a short brown, and his hair was tied into a small bun.

Xia Yi stretched out his hand to push away the two children who were hanging on her body, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

Was this hand full of calluses and frostbite hers?

At this time, the little boy stuck his head out from Xia Yi's embrace, his eyes that had been crying red like a rabbit's. He stared straight at Xia Yi and asked: "Big sister, are you leaving me and second sister behind?"

"You are?" Xia Yi asked with a strange voice.

The little boy who had stopped crying earlier started to cry again, "Wow, Big Sis doesn't want Yang anymore!"

On the other hand, the little girl did not cry nor make a fuss. He lectured the little boy with a solemn face, "Yang, stop messing around, big sister just woke up."

Even though the little girl tried her best to hide it, Xia Yi could still see the injury and patience in her eyes. She should be young and innocent, but she had matured to such an extent.

At this point, Xia Yi had no choice but to accept the fact that she had teleported herself.

However, although she inherited the body of the original owner, she didn't have any of the original owner's memories.

To prevent the two children from being sad, Xia Yi could only say to the two children: "Big sister won't reject you two, it's just that my forehead is injured and I can't remember a lot of things, can you tell me?"

Xia Yi had always been alone in her previous life and had never felt any kinship with anyone. Since she was living in place of the original owner, she would take care of her brother and sister for the original owner no matter what.

The two little fellows could not wait to exchange words. From their words, Xia Yi knew a lot of useful information.

The little boy's name was Xia Yang, and he had just turned four. The little girl's name was Xia Yue, and was one year older than him. The parents of the three siblings passed away two years ago, and before dying, they entrusted the three of them to their Second Uncle, Xia Erfu.

They lived in a small village called Zhongling Village.

"West Liang …" Xia Yi murmured the name of this country again and again. She carefully thought back to the history she had studied in the past and knew that this country was completely empty.

"Gulp …"

A loud rumbling sound broke the silence that Xia Yi had as she continued to understand the original owner's situation.

"Hungry?" Xia Yi glanced at Xia Yang and asked.

Xia Yang nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

"Wait a moment, I'll go cook." Xia Yi said as she jumped off the bed.

The wind outside the window had stopped at some point, and the courtyard was filled with a dreary silence.

Before Xia Yi could even react, the silence was broken.

"Dong Dong Dong …" The sound of the door being knocked was extremely loud, following which the woman called out with her crude voice, "Xia Yi, open the door!"

"Aunt is coming …" Xia Yue pulled on Xia Yi's sleeves and carefully retreated.

Xia Yi frowned, how could Mao Cuilan come so fast!

Xia Yi didn't know much about this aunt, she only heard Xia Yang vaguely mentioning a few words to Xia Yue. Mao Cuilan had promised Xia Yi to a fool from the Taurus Village next door, and the original owner didn't dare to resist.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, the woman aggressively walked in.

"You little hoof, you've grown so much. How dare you hide at home and sleep so lazily? I wonder what time it is now!" As Mao Cuilan said this, she was just about to twist Xia Yi's arm, but was dodged by Xia Yi.

Mao Cuilan was startled, she had scolded Xia Yi before, when did she dare to dodge? Today was truly going against the will of the heavens!

Xia Yi's dodging caused Mao Cuilan's anger to rise, and she flung her arm towards Xia Yi's face.

Just as she was about to hit Xia Yi in the face, she felt a pain in her wrist, and her hand was held in midair, tightly grabbing onto Xia Yi's wrist.

This slap of Mao Cuilan's used 120% of her strength. If it really hit Xia Yi's face, then Xia Yi's face would definitely become swollen.

Xia Yi glared at Mao Cuilan, a cold light flickering in her eyes: "Aunt, as long as you're talking, aren't you going to make a move too soon?"

Mao Cuilan's eyes were wide open as she looked at Xia Yi in disbelief. Was this really the Xia Yi that she recognized?

"Little Gouzi, I think you don't want to live anymore!" Mao Cuilan wanted to pull her arm out of Xia Yi's hands. Xia Yi's hands were like pincers, she could not move at all.

In these two years, with Xia Yi helping her work, she had led a life like a noble wife, how could her strength be as strong as Xia Yi's?

If they really fought, she was really not Xia Yi's match.

"Xia Yi! You dare to make a move on an elder! Quick, let go of me! " Mao Cuilan gritted her teeth, looking like she was about to eat Xia Yi up.

Xia Yi said calmly, "As long as you promise not to attack, I can let go. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that my defenses won't go too far."

"You …" Facing Xia Yi's gaze, Mao Cuilan didn't know what to say for a moment.

After living for such a long time, Mao Cuilan naturally knew the principle that a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. Although she was unwilling, she still lowered her head in the end.