Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 1 - Transmigration—Selling Children?

Rain drummed softly on the foliage overhead.

'Mother, please wake up, wake up.'

The lady sprawled across the bedding caught the soft, tearful voice murmuring beside her as gentle shakes roused her.

Deep in slumber, An Jiuyue at last furrowed her brow. Her keen eyes flew open, landing on the pair of youngsters kneeling beside the bed.

'Mother...'

Even at just three or four years old, the boys displayed remarkable caution.

Though their cute eyes brimmed with concern, they couldn't help but duck their heads and nibble their lips under An Jiuyue's intense stare.

'Mother, Rong’er feels scared.'

One boy murmured quietly to An Jiuyue.

An Jiuyue stayed quiet.

At that moment, her feelings boiled down to a single thought: I wish I were dead!

She recalled the agency setting her up for a so-called 'vacation'.

'Mother, don't sell Rong’er, I beg you. Rong’er can start the fire and prepare meals... and big brother can clean the veggies and scrub the plates. We'll labor even harder so you can rest easy at home, Mother.'

The boy called Rong’er noticed his mother staying silent despite her eyes being open. He shot a fearful look at the scheming elderly lady nearby.

He figured she was pondering the price to fetch for selling him, so he begged her in a rush.

He dreaded being sold off. Sure, life in the remote mountains with his mother meant constant anxiety over beastly threats, but he absolutely refused to part from her—or his brother.

At Rong’er’s plea, An Jiuyue’s frown deepened once more. At last, she confronted the reality: she had... transmigrated!

'There, there, Rong’er. Mommy would never sell you. Even if I'm the worst mother alive, I wouldn't trade my own child!' She extended a hand to stroke his soft cheek, soothing him tenderly.

Yet right after those words escaped her, she directed her fierce glare toward the crone in her home.

Memories flooded back now. The original owner had collapsed due to this hag, Aunt Wang. She'd heard rumors of a town household seeking a boy to continue their lineage.

Unwilling to part with her own grandson, the old lady targeted the host instead—a woman with twin boys whose hunter father had recently died.

The original An Jiuyue was frail and mild-mannered, her voice ever gentle. The elder bullied and tempted her with promises of riches—something the poor woman had never faced. When she resisted selling Rong’er, the hag shoved her, slamming her head!

Life had been harsh for the original An Jiuyue, yet folks often mistook her for someone affluent.

The reason for that was...

An Jiuyue had started as the county magistrate's daughter, born to a concubine, yet always provided for without want. Marrying into a ordinary family would have granted her a decent existence.

But fate twisted for An Jiuyue. During a trip to offer incense one day, her mother rescued a youth by shielding him from a blade, losing her life in the process.

In her final moments, she revealed her family ties to the man and implored him to protect her sole daughter.