Chapter 1326

"Old woman, come quickly. The child is moving." An old voice sounded in Ye Chen's ear. Ye Chen barely opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was a slightly dilapidated shed made of thatch.

Sporadic snowflakes will occasionally pass through the gap of the thatch and float into the house, but before they fall on Ye Chen, they melt in the only trace of heat left in the house.

Ye Chen blinked slightly and felt a little cold. He wanted to move closer to the heat source, but he still couldn't move his body half a minute with all his strength.

"Old woman, hurry up. The child is really awake. Has your soup been cooked yet?" The old voice sounded again. Ye Chen tilted his head and saw a bent back walking towards the door.

"All right, all right." As soon as the old man took a few steps, another voice came in from outside the door. Then an old woman appeared at the door.

With a steaming bowl in her hand, the old woman slowly came to Ye Chen. She sat down slowly, picked up the spoon in the bowl and sent a small mouthful of soup to Ye Chen's mouth.

"Take a bite, boy." The old woman's voice is very kind.

Ye Chen already felt hungry. There seemed to be a fire burning in his stomach, which was more unbearable than the cold, so he immediately opened his lips and asked the old woman to put the soup into his mouth.

After swallowing the soup with a little weak taste, a warm current immediately flowed all over Ye Chen's body, and his internal organs were finally filled again because of the hot soup.

There was a kind smile on the old woman's face. She scooped out a small spoon of soup from the bowl, blew it on her mouth, and fed it to Ye Chen.

A bowl of soup slowly saw the bottom, but ye Chen still felt a little hungry. He looked at the bowl in the old woman's hand and his eyes were full of desire for food.

"Aren't you full? You wait, son. " The old woman saw Ye Chen's dilemma. She put the bowl beside Ye Chen's bed, then slowly stood up with her knees, and then picked up the bowl and slowly walked out of the house.

After a while, the old woman came back with another bowl of soup. "Wait a minute, boy? Alas, that's what happens when people are old. When the weather is bad, they won't be smooth. "

Ye Chen didn't speak. In fact, he couldn't speak even if he wanted to. His throat seemed to have lost all the ability other than swallowing function.

After drinking another bowl of soup, ye Chen finally felt full. He looked at the old woman gratefully. Then, a burst of sleepiness hit, and ye Chen slept again.

He didn't sleep well at this sleep. Dreams were like ghosts, chasing after him. Ye Chen wanted to get rid of this dilemma, but he was powerless.

The scene in the dream seemed to have really happened, but ye Chen only felt that those things were very far away, as if he had experienced in his last life.

After countless struggles, ye Chen finally woke up. This time, there was no voice of the old man in his ears. It was very quiet here, only the occasional "crackling" sound when the firewood was burning.

The snow seems to have stopped. Although he still feels very cold, ye Chen doesn't see the snow floating into the house again.

Ye Chen feels that she has some strength on her body