Zhou Er's aunt had five children and only had one son, Goudan. She doted on him the most. Seeing that her son was sick and wanted to eat something delicious, and there was food at home, she couldn't help but cook for him, from egg custard, rice, millet porridge to peach cakes and rice noodles, and even milk powder and malted milk bought specifically for the little baby. Thinking that her son would not live here long, and was a cousin of Tiezhu Shugen and others, it was okay for him to eat something, she spoiled him.

The Hao family did not have much food in stock, after all, the new grain had not arrived yet. Usually, Hao Jianguo did not dare to buy food on the black market often despite receiving the allowance from Hao Yuanchao, as he thought the prices were too high. He would only buy food when he had almost eaten it. The last food he bought before his death was mostly used up during the funeral in the village. The remaining food was obtained by Hao Yuanchao from the village party secretary in his busy schedule. There was a lot of coarse grains but not too little fine grains. According to calculations, it was enough for them to eat, and it was more than enough for Goudan to add one. But for some reason, my aunt Zhou Er was probably afraid of gossip, so she cooked the sweet potatoes that my uncle Zhou Er had brought as a token of his gratitude to Goudan. Goudan was used to acting like a spoiled child to his mother, so he naturally would not eat sweet potatoes when he had delicious food. He didn't want to eat it, so my aunt Zhou Er cooked it again. The fine grains were still the usual amount, and the nephews next generation naturally ate more of Goudan's sweet potatoes.

And then there were the eggs. Before leaving, Hao Yuanchao specifically instructed them to eat one a day to nourish them. There weren't many other nourishing foods in the countryside, so eggs were the easiest to get. After all, every family raised chickens, and they wouldn't want to eat them, so they raised them to lay eggs and sold them to supplement their income. He specifically gave each egg two cents more than the market price to a relative of the Hao family in the village who was five generations away from him, and asked her to deliver the eggs every ten days. She could collect them herself, without bothering Aunt Zhou Er, and she could also play a basic supervisory role. However, when Goudan arrived, the family happened to deliver eggs once, and ten days later, most of the eggs went into Goudan's mouth. Tiezhu and Shugen, the two brothers, ate a bowl every other day, or shared a bowl.

The above two points are actually nothing, but what makes Hao Yuanchao more angry is that Zhou Er's aunt took the milk powder and malted milk for the two babies to Goudan. Goudan had never eaten such delicious food. The Zhou family was not rich, but they had many grandchildren. He was the only son of the second wife, which was precious to Zhou Er's aunt. But in the Zhou family, it was really nothing, especially since Zhou Er's uncle was not favored. Even if there were some good things, it would be difficult for their second wife to get into their mouths. This person who had never eaten good food couldn't help it when he ate the sweet milk powder and malted milk at first sight. Zhou Er's aunt gave him some, and he also ate it secretly. He ate up all the children's rations without noticing.

When Zhou Er's aunt saw this, she simply said a few words to Goudan and didn't even think of telling Hao Yuanchao to buy more. She just gave the child rice porridge directly.

And this time, even though she was unfamiliar with Nanxi Village, it was good, but since all three children had fevers, couldn't she have called a barefoot doctor? She didn't expect to care about all three children like she cared about Goudan, but she had to provide the most basic care. If he didn't make it back in time tonight, would she call the barefoot doctor or not?

Hao Yuanchao couldn't think any further.

When choosing the person at the beginning, I thought that since it was not my own child, I would definitely not pay much attention to taking care of it. But thinking about the fact that Aunt Zhou Er took the initiative to help and shed real tears after the death of Hao Jianguo and his wife, and the secret help that Tiezhu's mother gave to Aunt Zhou Er in the past three years, Aunt Zhou Er must be more suitable than anyone else. Besides, the time is not long, so nothing should go wrong. Who would have known that a person who seems to be very clear-headed could have such a confused side.

Yes, she was completely foolish. The two children were born prematurely and had no breast milk, so their only rations were powdered milk and malted milk. She actually let her son eat this. He didn't mind eating peach cakes and rice sticks, but he couldn't accept eating the children's rations. And this time with the fever, if it wasn't handled properly, it could be fatal. Did she really not know? Besides, she wasn't a weakling. It was not something she hadn't done before, knocking on the barefoot doctor's door in the middle of the night. The barefoot doctor wouldn't blame her for it. Everyone has emergencies, but she actually wanted the children to endure it. Didn't she know that premature babies are weak and can't endure it?

Just because of these two points, Hao Yuanchao's impression of her suddenly plummeted to the bottom.