The holy, beautiful and brilliant light of the Goddess of Joy illuminates the earth~ What the eldest brother said is right. Now that Second Uncle is back, he will have delicious noodles to eat. And Second Aunt is so pretty. The way he looks at her makes him feel much more comfortable than the way Second Aunt looks at him. He always feels that the way Second Aunt looks at him is weird. He hasn't been to school yet and doesn't know whether that look is sympathy or envy. Sympathy for him being without parents and envy for him having a good Second Uncle and the good fortune he will enjoy in the future as a city dweller. He even feels a little jealous. Why doesn't her Goudan have the blessing of being a city dweller and eating delicious food every day?

Shugen didn't understand all this. He just thought that his second aunt's eyes were strange. However, he was a carefree person and often forgot about it after a while. He told Hao Yuanchao this just because he didn't like Goudan stealing his food.

Hao Yuanchao didn't directly answer Shugen's question. Instead, he said, "I'm back this time to take the four of you away to the military area to live with me and your second aunt. Are you happy with that?"

"Live with uncle and aunt?" A puzzled look flashed across Shugen's little eyes, not quite understanding what this meant.

"Just like you lived with your parents before, you will live with me and your second aunt from now on."

"My parents are dead, will you die too?" Rural people don't shy away from talking about death in front of children, because death is very common in rural areas. In addition to death from old age and illness, every year there are people who die while swimming, or are gored to death by wild boars while climbing mountains, and in the past few years there were even people who starved to death. All kinds of death and death at any time and anywhere make rural people sad and accustomed to it. Even in an era without gossip and entertainment, death is still brought up as a topic of conversation after dinner, especially abnormal death. People say it's a pity or bad luck, but they don't worry about whether the children will have any psychological problems after hearing it, or tell them with white lies that the dead are just sleeping/going on a long journey/turning into stars in the sky to protect them.

These things don't exist. They'll say that when a person dies, they're gone, buried underground, and will never be seen again. Even if children are confused and don't understand, further questioning won't bring comfort, but rather impatience. At most, they can be more patient and tolerant for a month or two before and after the funeral, but after that, these feelings will fade.

In an era when food and clothing are still a problem, death will never make rural people sad year after year. What they worry about are the crops in the fields and the living people. The dead will eventually fade away from their hearts when they turn into yellow earth, and there will not be much sadness when they are mentioned.

Shugen was initially heartbroken when his parents died. He cried, woke up in the middle of the night to look for them, unable to sleep. But he was still young, still naive, and couldn't fully grasp the true meaning of death. No one around him, except his eldest brother, Tiezhu, told him to remember them. When he asked about his second aunt, she simply told him not to ask again. People were gone, gone. Everyone's lives were no different from when their parents were still alive. The neighbor lady still cried at dinnertime, calling her children to eat. The team leader still walked around the fields, urging them to work. His playmates still climbed trees to get bird eggs and competed to see who could urinate the farthest. His "world" was normal, no different at all, except that the people he called his parents no longer lived at home. Shugen was still young, and he didn't understand why his eldest brother, Tiezhu, cried secretly every night.

The weight and depth of sadness are different at the age of six and nine.

But he was a little curious whether his uncle and aunt would die like his parents in the future.

Facing Shugen's clear and ignorant eyes, Hao Yuanchao felt his throat dry for a moment. When he wanted to nod and admit that they would die if he told others, but they would live for a long time before that, Jiang Shuyao spoke first.

"Shugen, your second uncle, I, you, your eldest brother, your younger brothers and sisters, the six of us together will live for a very, very long time." As for the issue of death, he understood it when he grew old enough.

Hearing this, Shugen grinned, his little eyes sparkling. "Then let's stay together, the six of us. We can live a very long time."

He died a horrible death and was buried in the ground.

The hospital in town is small, but it is open 24 hours a day and there are doctors on duty at night. After a simple examination of the three children, he found that the fever of the two babies had subsided and Shu Gen's fever had also dropped to a low level. After asking about the situation, he gave him an IV drip.

It was still 1962, and there was no chaos. Even the doctors in the townships were more or less competent, unlike a few years ago when most doctors were overthrown and sent to cow sheds or labor camps, and the remaining ones were completely clueless. They were still able to treat colds and fevers, and their attitude was good. They also said that the two children were premature, and if possible, they should go to a big hospital for a check-up, and they should also be taken care of more carefully in daily life.

It was probably late at night when the IV drip was finished. Jiang Shuyao didn't want to carry two babies on the road all night. When she came here, she could hold on just to see a doctor, but now she didn't want to torture herself, so she ordered to be hospitalized and go back at daybreak.

I paid some money privately to open an empty multi-person ward. There were not many patients in the hospital, and there were vacancies in the multi-person ward with beds available. I could stay there for one night, so it was no big deal to pay a little more.

The child started crying again in the middle of the night. If the nurse hadn't said that he might be hungry, Jiang Shuyao and Hao Yuanchao would have thought that he was feeling unwell again and hadn't found out what was wrong.

The hospital cafeteria was closed in the middle of the night. Jiang Shuyao pretended to go out to visit relatives, but in fact she went to the space to make milk powder. Knowing that there were two babies in her hometown, she bought a lot of milk powder and malted milk on the black market in North City before leaving. She stopped for half an hour along the way and bought a lot of things from the middlemen at the train station. She had already prepared the milk bottles, so she would not be at a loss at this time and had nothing prepared.

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