"I believe you, Dr. Mu!"

Yu Xiuhong tightly grasped the quilt with both hands and did not ask Mu Huaixi whether what he said was true or false. She chose to engrave this sentence deeply in her mind, even though that sentence obviously overturned her cognition, even though that sentence was contrary to what she had been taught since childhood.

She also chose to bury this sentence deep in her heart. If it were to get out, she was afraid that some old women would be furious and would go to the clinic in groups to curse people.

Wang Xiaohua saw Yu Xiuhong like this and knew that she still didn't believe it deep down, so she leaned over and emphasized it again, "Sister Yu, it's really not up to you to decide whether you have a boy or a girl. It's written in the medical books that it's determined by the male sperm. Don't think we are lying to you!"

Yu Xiuhong was truly shocked. She grabbed Wang Xiaohua's arm, her whole body trembling. "Are you telling the truth? Is it really what's written in the book?"

She had only studied for two or three years and could barely recognize a few words, but she believed everything written in the book. If this was really the truth in the book, then it meant that all the women in the mountains had been deceived!

"That's right," Wang Xiaohua nodded decisively, but she didn't expect that this nod would cause Yu Xiuhong to cover her face and cry bitterly. She hurriedly tried to persuade her, "Hey, Sister Yu, don't cry, don't cry."

"Let her cry," Mu Huaixi patted Xiaohua's shoulder, and the two of them stood quietly by the side waiting for her to calm down.

Yu Xiuhong cried and passed a large amount of lochia. Seeing the two people beside her busy changing the pad for her, she felt very embarrassed and said, "Why don't we ask Daya to come over..."

She had risked her life to keep Daya, thinking that even if the Xia family didn't raise Daya, she would still raise her eldest daughter. But when she thought about it carefully, she had not had a good life with Daya over the years. On the contrary, her eldest daughter took care of her everywhere.

Yu Xiuhong took the enamel pot handed to her by Doctor Mu, dug out the half-remaining meat porridge in the pot, and asked cautiously, "Can you, can you give Daya a bite?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yu, Daya has just had her egg tea and should be asleep by now." Wang Xiaohua had just finished speaking when the door was gently pushed open a crack. Daya leaned sideways and slowly squeezed in, fearing that the wind from the yard would get in.

Daya was holding a broken bowl in her hand, which contained half a bowl of brown sugar water and a poached egg in the middle.

"Da Ya, why are you here?" Wang Xiaohua liked this sensible girl very much. Seeing that she was trembling as she walked with the bowl in her hand, she hurried to take it, but Mu Huaixi pulled her sleeve.

Daya looked up at Mu Huaixi, then quickly lowered her head and walked away. She was not used to being looked at, and her face became redder as she walked. When she reached the bedside, even her neck was red, but she still insisted on handing the bowl to her mother, "Fengjuan, Sister Fengjuan taught me how to cook. Mom, I will cook for you every day from now on!"

Yu Xiuhong took the bowl with red eyes, pulled Daya to sit next to her, hugged her daughter and refused to let her leave, "Okay, good Daya, let's eat together!"

"Oh, that's why I say daughters are the real deal," Wang Xiaohua shook her head. After the mother and daughter finished sharing the meat porridge and brown sugar egg tea, she pulled out a package from her cotton-padded jacket and placed it beside the bed. She whispered, "Sister Yu, this is fried noodles with meat. It's the army's marching rations. It contains minced meat, rice, soybeans, and millet. Just rinse it with hot water and you're ready to eat."

The clinic couldn't possibly deliver soup to them every day, and the millet and eggs they brought probably wouldn't end up in the mother and daughter's stomachs. So Jiang Wenyuan thought of dry food. This fried noodles were used during long marches, and while the taste wasn't great, it was still very nutritious.

"Thank you, thank you!" Yu Xiuhong held back her tears, feeling very complicated. Even her relatives from her mother's family had never thought about her so much. The doctors and nurses at the health center saved her time and time again.

"Do you know any herbs?" Mu Huaixi remembered that after she woke up from smelling Qingxin Powder that day, she smelled the medicine that Xiaohua had just smelled to see if there was patchouli.

Yu Xiuhong nodded somewhat embarrassedly. "I have an uncle who is a Taoist priest. One year when he came back to visit relatives, he took us sisters to the mountains to collect herbs several times."

When she was at her mother's home, picking herbs was just a leisure activity when she went up the mountain to play with her sisters. But life was too difficult when she came to the Xia family. When she took Daya to the mountain to collect firewood, she would search for herbs everywhere, dry them, and hand them over to the team, just to get a few cents more.

Mu Huaixi didn't ask any more questions, but just told her to take good care of herself and send more herbs directly to the health center when she had them, so that at least she could get the money in time.

If Yu Xiuhong can stand on her own, Mu Huaixi can take her to the mountains a few times and teach her to identify herbs, so that she can earn more money in the future.

When leaving the Xia family, everyone felt a little uncomfortable, especially Wang Xiaohua.

"Xia Dazhuang is such a coward. His wife and mother are suffering from poverty and cold at home, but he is living a carefree life outside." Wang Xiaohua despises such men the most and feels unlucky when she mentions them!

"Doctor Mu!"

Wang Xiaohua wanted to curse again, but when she heard Daya calling for help from behind, she quickly covered her mouth.

Mu Huaixi turned her head and saw Daya running towards her. The thinly dressed girl was shivering in the cold wind, but she still stretched out her hand to her tremblingly, with a one-cent coin lying in her palm.

"Doctor Mu, thank you, thank you for saving my mother," Daya reverently put the coin into her hand and added softly, "and my sister."

Mu Huaixi looked down at the coin in his hand. Both the "one cent" and the national emblem were polished to a shine. It was obvious that the owner took great care of it and rubbed it frequently.

Seeing that she was just looking at it but not accepting it, Daya blushed and added, "Doctor Mu, I will make more money in the future!"

"This is already a lot, more than enough. I still need to return a candy to you." Mu Huaixi took out his wallet and stuffed the coin into the compartment in front of her. He took out another candy and handed it back. Seeing that her eyes were bright but she put her hands behind her back and refused to take it, he smiled and touched her soft yellow hair, "Take it quickly. When you make money in the future, buy me some candy."

"Okay!" Daya agreed crisply. She held the candy in her small hands and promised at the top of her voice, "Doctor Mu, when I make money, I'll buy you lots of candy!"

When Mu Huaixi saw her happily running home and waving at him and his group while leaning against the door, he felt his heart swell and auspicious. Just now, Daya was about to kowtow in the house but was stopped by her. Probably because she felt that Daya didn't like to kowtow, she specially brought the most precious coin over.

Mu Huaixi had her own childhood, and she understood that this penny was more than just a coin in Daya's heart. It held all sorts of beautiful fantasies. This penny could be exchanged for two sticks of chalk candy, four sour three-color candies, a roll of sour fruit peel at the market, and if she saved up another two cents, she could buy a few eggs for her mother...

This is a "universal" coin, but now it is given to her.