Fortunately, Chen Qiu is a sensible child and never complains. Every time he comes home from school, he cooks before going to study.

Cooking is simple these days. People usually add some sweet potatoes to white rice, and the dishes are pickles or vegetables grown in the fields.

Because Chen's father was a doctor, he could get some meat coupons, which was only two kilograms a month, and two taels of vegetable oil a month. Even with this level of income, it was already extremely enviable in Qingfeng Village.

Apart from eating some meat during the Chinese New Year, farmers usually eat mainly steamed dishes at home, without a single drop of oil.

But all this came to an abrupt end after Chen's father died unexpectedly.

The three siblings of the Chen family lost their source of income. The family had used up all their savings on building a house and paying for their mother's medical treatment.

Chen Dong hadn't eaten meat or a full meal for more than three months, and his saliva was flowing like tap water. When he heard his sister's instructions, he immediately ran to Chen Xia's room as fast as he could and pushed open the door.

"Brother, it's time to eat. The third brother made braised pork today. It will get cold if you don't eat it."

Chen Xia, who was still in the hospital, heard someone calling him. He immediately exited the space and pulled aside the thick mosquito net. "I see. So, who is it?"

Chen Dong screamed as if he had seen a ghost and ran to the kitchen, "Third brother, third brother, this is so funny, the second brother doesn't even know my name."

After hearing this, Chen Qiu frowned even more tightly and couldn't help but feel deeply worried.

It was already evening when we had dinner. There was only a 40-watt tungsten filament bulb on the roof. Under the dim yellow light, there was a bowl of pickles, a bowl of scrambled eggs, a bowl of braised pork, and a bowl of white rice in front of each person.

Seeing Chen Qiu and Chen Dong staring at the bowl of braised pork but not daring to eat, Chen Xia picked up a piece of meat and gave it to Chen Dong. But Chen Qiu suddenly stopped him and said,

"Old Four, this is for Big Brother."

Chen Dong was greedy and anxious, tears were about to fall, he put the chopsticks on the table with grievance, and didn't want to eat anymore.

Chen Xia touched his hair. In his previous life, he loved children very much, but his wife refused to fulfill his wish.

The two little guys in front of him were more like his own children than his brothers and sisters in this life, and he loved them like his own children.

"Be good, little brother. Let's share this meat equally among the three of us today. Whoever doesn't eat it will have to wash the dishes tonight, okay?"

After saying that, Chen Xia, regardless of Chen Qiu's objection, gave two pieces of meat to Chen Qiu and Chen Dong respectively, and took one piece for himself, and put them into everyone's bowl.

After all, Chen Qiu was only 14 years old, so how could he not like eating meat? Seeing his elder brother's firm attitude, and being really hungry, he lowered his head and silently ate the nutritious dish that originally belonged to the second brother.

Chen Dong was excited now. He immediately picked up the chopsticks and chewed the meat while exclaiming that it was delicious.

After dinner, the three siblings sat together. Uncle Awang had said before that if he wanted to help Chen Xia recover his memory, he needed his family to help him recall, which would be more effective.

So Chen Qiu took out the family photo album and helped Chen Xia recall the family.

Father Chen Bingkun and mother Yang Lijuan were childhood sweethearts. Even after Chen Bingkun became a soldier and then a doctor, he never looked down on Yang Lijuan because she had a rural household registration.

Chen Bingkun's personnel relationship was transferred to the "Yuezhou Fourth Hospital" located in Yuezhou Ke Town, more for his wife, so that he could reunite with her and get married.

When they talked about their mother who unfortunately passed away last year due to hepatitis and their father who unfortunately died while fighting a fire in the hospital, Chen Qiu and Chen Dong burst into tears again.

This made Chen Xia feel very embarrassed. Theoretically speaking, since his parents had died, as the second child in the family, he should have cried too.

But to the soul in this body, Chen Bingkun and Yang Lijuan are just strangers.

What to do? Chen Xia pretended to pick up the photo album, turned her back to Chen Qiu and Chen Dong, and gave people a look of silent sorrow, but no tears came out.

You can't blame him. As a doctor, he has seen too many separations and deaths and has become a little numb.

Looking at the six people smiling brightly in the photo album, Chen Xia could only silently say to this fire-fighting hero in his heart:

"Rest in peace, I will take care of your children for you..."