After Rebirth, I Became the Crematorium for My Whole Family

Shen Nian woke up from the cold. No—how could a dead person feel cold? When she opened her eyes, what she saw was not the underworld or the Naihe Bridge, but the familiar blue-grey tent roof. The charcoal pot next to the bed was burning brightly, sparks crackling, and warmth hit his face. This is... She sat up suddenly and looked down at her hands - they were white and warm, not the ones that were blue and blue from the cold before she died.