Wen Xiaoxiao was awakened by the crying sound of a child. She felt her head throbbing with pain.
Her cheeks felt cold and a bit wet, and her lips tasted a little salty.
She suddenly opened her eyes to find herself in an unfamiliar room.
Next to her, a little girl saw that Wen Xiaoxiao was awake and said inarticulately, “Mom, mom, hungry… hungry.”
Wen Xiaoxiao was puzzled. She looked at the five little children next to her, four boys and one girl.
Wait…
Isn’t this the post-apocalyptic novel she had been reading?
The female supporting character in that novel had the same name as her, Wen Xiaoxiao.
In the book, Wen Xiaoxiao’s parents passed away in a car accident when she was twelve, leaving behind a considerable amount of property. The most ridiculous part is that it was the father of the female lead, Bai Xiaolian, who caused the accident while in a state of drunkenness.
The original owner lived on the wealth left by her parents.
Her parents left tens of millions of dollars, two villas, plus compensation, for a total 60 million dollars when added up.
The original owner didn’t have many friends, but later on, Bai Xiaolian became jealous of her wealth and wanted to be friends with her.
But the original owner disliked her and didn’t pay her any attention, and it seems to be the same now.
The reason they became friends later on seemed to stem from an accident. The same accident changed Wen Xiaoxiao’s life.
Wen Xiaoxiao sneered. Coldness slowly filled her eyes. If she was not mistaken, it must have been within the past two days!
The apocalypse is supposed to arrive in July, but now it is still March. She still has time to prepare supplies.
As for why the original owner got pregnant and gave birth to children at the age of eighteen due to an accident, the original owner doesn’t remember the exact reason anymore.
The arrival of these five little lives brought joy to the original Wen Xiaoxiao in the book.
“Mom, I’m hungry.” The little girl’s milky and soft voice entered her ears.
In the original owner’s memory, the eldest child is Wen Mo, followed by Wen Heng, Wen Yang, Wen Xiao, and finally Wen Bei.
They are all four years old now. The eldest child, Wen Mo, has a cold personality, Wen Heng is gentle, Wen Yang is warm, Wen Xiao is playful, and Wen Bei is lively.
“Mom, sister is hungry,” Wen Mo kindly reminded her, with a babyish and an expressionless face.
“Mom, baby is hungry.” Wen Bei opened her big watery eyes and looked at her like a cute kitten.
Wen Xiaoxiao’s heart softened. She was an orphan herself and a taekwondo coach. When she woke up, she found herself in this unfamiliar place, but when she saw these five children, her heart warmed.
She thought to herself, ‘Since I’ve transmigrated, I guess I’m the new Wen Xiaoxiao. As for the female lead, I will settle the score with her.’
Wen Xiaoxiao gently touched the heads of the five little ones and said softly, “I’m sorry, my darlings. Mommy will go and make you some food now. What do you like to eat?”
Speaking softly and tenderly to them, her face was full of gentleness and love.
Except for the eldest child, the other four snuggled into Wen Xiaoxiao’s arms. She hugged them in her arms and kissed them over and over. Looking at Wen Mo’s eager big eyes, Wen Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but smile. What a proud and cute baby!
Wen Xiaoxiao pulled Wen Mo into her arms and kissed his chubby little face.
Wen Mo blushed shyly, making Wen Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.
“Baby, Mommy kissed you. Why are you shy?” Wen Xiaoxiao teased Wen Mo.
Wen Bei, who was in her arms, giggled. Her big brother was being shy.
“Alright, go watch cartoons now! Mommy will make dinner for my little babies.”
Having said that, Wen Xiaoxiao entered the kitchen. It was already evening, and she planned to cook some noodles.
There weren’t too many ingredients in the fridge, but there weren’t too few either. In the original owner’s memory, these five children were not picky eaters. They were even more well-behaved than other children.
Because the original owner couldn’t go out to work with five babies to take care of, she could only write novels online to make money, and the income was considered good.
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