’What’s going on with us?’
’Where are we?’
’Why are our bodies like children’s?’
’Could it be... we’ve been reborn?’
’Wait, is this woman scowling at us our aunt?’
’She looks like our aunt when she was younger.’
’But why is she looking at us like that? It’s completely different from how she used to fawn over us.’
"Doctor, please check them. If there’s nothing wrong, they can be discharged. My elderly mother is still at home, paralyzed and needing care." Song Anxiao’s expression was grim.
She had none of the gentleness of an unmarried young woman.
Right now, she looked incredibly harsh.
The triplets were utterly shocked. They wanted to know what on earth was happening.
’Why were we reborn?’
’And reborn back into our childhood, of all times.’
’Wait, in that case, where is that woman, Fu Mingxue?’
’We’re all sick—why hasn’t she come to take care of us?’
This made them furious with her.
Unfortunately, they had suffered long-term abuse, and although their high fevers had broken, they were still running a temperature.
They were now running low-grade fevers, and their bodies were extremely weak.
They were listless and sick, and their brain capacity was that of a child’s—very small.
Before long, exhausted, they fell asleep again.
Fu Mingxue, of course, had no idea that those three ungrateful brats had also been reborn.
If she knew, she would probably laugh out loud.
After all, only letting them experience a real thrashing from this era would truly satisfy her hatred.


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