"Brother, it's cold, so cold..."

The sleeping child was shaking all over, shouting unconsciously that he was cold, and curled up into a ball.

Goudan woke up to A-di's cry of coldness. Normally, he acted like a little adult, but when A-di fell ill, he became panic-stricken, with fear in his eyes, "Xiaomao, Xiaomao, what's wrong with you?"

"Cold? Cold? Brother will cover you with a quilt, and you won't be cold with the quilt." There was only a dirty, black, torn quilt on the bed, which was given to them by the villagers at the beginning of winter last year. Goudan covered A-di with the quilt, rushed over and hugged A-di with both hands, and asked in panic, "Are you still cold, Xiaomao?"

"Cold..."

"It's cold, brother, so cold..."

Feeling that A-di was hot all over, Goudan hugged A-di. It was not like this when A-di had a fever before, and he always held A-di like this. It was still dark outside, and it was not yet daybreak. The small room was completely dark, and Goudan felt extremely scared.

His father and mother had already left him, and if this little brother was also gone, he felt very scared.

"Grr..."

"Wuwuwu...Brother, brother, brother..."

The man who was shouting about the cold soon began to vomit, and the two of them and the bed were covered with dirt. After vomiting, Xiaomao began to cry, and he woke up, crying because he felt uncomfortable. Goudan reached out and wiped the tears from his face viciously, got out of bed in the dark, and reached out to pull his little brother over, "Don't be afraid, brother will take you to find uncle and mommy."

In the dark night, a small figure carried a younger little brother on his back, following the familiar road in the daytime, and walked forward step by step.

"Knock knock--" "Knock knock--" After a nap at night, Cao Xiangnan woke up to a series of knocks on the door. He vaguely heard the child's cry. The puppy in the yard was barking, and Qi Wanfeng, who was sleeping next to him, also woke up. Cao Xiangnan sat up from the bed, reached out and held Qi Wanfeng, and said, "You stay here, I'll go out and take a look."

"Okay." Qi Wanfeng didn't get up again. He seemed to hear Goudan's voice, and reached out and patted the sleeping child next to him. The child was sleeping soundly.

Cao Xiangnan got up and lit the oil lamp on the table, then opened the door of the room, walked out, and asked, "Who is outside?" "Uncle, uncle, it's Goudan." The person outside answered.

"Goudan? Why are you here at this time?" Cao Xiangnan glanced at the moon in the sky, walked over to open the gate of the yard, and saw Goudan outside the gate. Seeing that he was carrying Xiaomao on his back, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Adi has a fever and vomited." Goudan looked at the person who opened the door for him with red eyes and told him.

"Fever? Give him to me." Cao Xiangnan saw that they were wearing something that he didn't know what it was. When he got close to them, there was a bad smell. He took it out and threw it away, and went into the house with the child.

Qi Wanfeng, who was in the house, also sat up when he heard the noise outside. He looked at Goudan, who was holding a child and following behind. He was still sleepy even after being woken up. He yawned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Wanfeng, Xiaomao has a fever. Go boil some hot water and make a bowl of ginger soup." Seeing that the child's clothes were dirty, Cao Xiangnan simply took off the child's clothes and felt the temperature of the child's forehead. He said.

The child, whose face was burned red, stopped crying. With tears in his eyes, he was looking at the person in front of him. Qi Wanfeng came over, touched the child's face, and said, "Good boy Xiaomao, Wanfeng will make you some ginger soup. You will be fine in a while."

The child was also obedient and sensible. He didn't cry or make a fuss, which made him even more pitiful.

"Okay." Qi Wanfeng also got off the bed neatly, covered the child with a quilt, and whispered, "Be quiet, don't wake up An An."

"Okay." Cao Xiangnan glanced at the child who was sleeping soundly on the bed, then looked at the child who was barely covered with flesh after being stripped of his clothes, and took a piece of clothing to cover the child. Seeing Goudan standing there, not knowing what to do, he went to get a set of clean clothes for him, and said, "Don't stand there, go find Wanfeng to get you some hot water for a bath, and change into clean clothes."

He was very worried about the hygiene of the two children, but it was good enough for these two children without a father or mother to be well fed and alive, so who would think about whether they were dirty or not.

Goudan looked down at his clothes, took them and went out, worried and anxious all the way. When he got here, he handed his younger brother to Uncle Xiangnan. He believed that Uncle Xiangnan would take good care of his younger brother and would not let his younger brother get into trouble.

Wanfeng was boiling water in the kitchen. When he saw Goudan coming out, he asked him what was wrong. After hearing what the child said, he felt helpless about his husband again, "Then you wait a little longer, it will be done in a while." He put two more fires in the stove.

Goudan also obediently stayed in the kitchen to help.

Qi Wanfeng knew that he could not sleep anymore, so he boiled a large pot of water and prepared to steam the rice noodles in a while.

The water in the pot was ready, Goudan was taking a shower outside, and there was a large basin filled with water in the house. Cao Xiangnan carried Xiaomao down and soaked him in warm water. Seeing that the child had woken up, he looked at him with wet eyes, just like the two puppies in the yard, and said, "Take a shower first."

Goudan, who was taking a shower outside, changed into clean clothes and stood there watching.

After the child took a bath, Cao Xiangnan wiped the child's body with white wine, and the child only dared to sob quietly. After wiping the child with white wine, he gave the child a bowl of ginger soup. After all this trouble, the child fell asleep crying as soon as he was put on the bed. He took the thick quilt that was passed by the evening breeze and covered the child with it.

"It will be fine. If he is still hot in the morning, I will take him to the town to see Dr. Luo." Seeing Goudan standing by and watching silently from beginning to end, Cao Xiangnan reached out and touched his head, saying, "You should also come up and take a nap. I'm going to go out to grind rice and prepare rice noodles later."

It was almost time now, and it was impossible to sleep any longer, so he might as well get up early to grind rice.

"I don't want to sleep, I'll help you." Goudan shook his head, looking at the person in front of him with his eyes hooked.

"You don't have to go, you stay here and watch over the brothers, go to bed and sleep with them for a while." Cao Xiangnan looked at his Wanfeng, worried that he couldn't bear it now, and asked, "Wanfeng, do you want to sleep for a while?"

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Qi Wanfeng shook his head, he was no longer sleepy.

The millstone was turning, and the rice water gurgled into the bucket. After a while, the door of their yard was knocked, and Cao Dapeng came first. Now he doesn't even need his wife to call him, he can wake up by himself.

The three children in the house were all sleeping soundly. The child who was watching A-di finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep next to A-di. When Sun Bailian came over with his second son who was still sleeping, he saw two more children on the bed.

Qi Wanfeng told him what happened, reached out and touched the child's forehead, and found that the fever had subsided, so he breathed

a sigh of relief. "These two children are also miserable." Sun Bailian sighed.

Cao Gang and his son were outside grinding rice. The older one was pushing the millstone while the younger one was scooping the rice into the mill. The two of them had a perfect understanding. In the kitchen, Sun Ji and Cao Dapeng were doing the manual labor. One of them held the dustpan and the other peeled off the steamed rice noodles. Sun Bailian neatly cut the rice noodles into strips.

Qi Wanfeng was paying attention to the soup and porridge in the pot. Everyone worked together.

After the rice noodles were prepared in dustpans and loaded onto the cart, the carriage headed for the town. The rice noodles were still being steamed in the kitchen, but there were not so many people, so the speed was much slower than the previous batch. But there was no rush, as someone would come back to take away this batch later.

The porridge was boiling in the pot and steamed buns were steaming in the steamer for the people working at home. The day started with a busy day.

Among the children sleeping in the house, Goudan was the first to wake up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to touch A-di who was sleeping beside him. He found that his hands were no longer hot. He was sleeping soundly at this time, so he did not wake him up. He got out of bed and went out of the house.

Cao Xiangnan did not go to the town with them this morning. He was still worried about the sick child in the house. Qi Wanfeng was busy at home. There were many things to do at home now, and he had to take care of both.

"Awake?" Cao Xiangnan saw Goudan coming out and saw the child's messy hair. He took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Thank you, uncle." Goudan came over and said to his uncle.

"You are a sensible person. You came to find him when you knew he was sick. You didn't just leave him to burn." Otherwise, he would have died and there would be no place to cry. Cao Xiangnan was very angry with the two children. At this moment, he made a decision in his heart.

Goudan glanced at his uncle Xiangnan and found that he was not angry, so he lowered his head again.

"Tie your hair up." He went into the house and took out a hair tie for the child. Seeing the child standing there stupidly, Cao Xiangnan took it and tied his hair into a bun in a few seconds. This was even more skilled at tying buns for his son An An. He patted Goudan's shoulder and said, "Go to the kitchen to find your Wanfeng momo for breakfast."

"Go ahead." Seeing the child standing there looking at him, Cao Xiangnan pushed him.

Several children on the bed were still sleeping. He went over and touched each one and went out.

At dawn, early risers came to the yard one by one to eat breakfast. Two big and solid buns and a bowl of porridge would make them full. A group of men came in a swarm to eat breakfast and then went over there to work. The villagers who were working came to work, and those who were helping came to help. Fresh vegetables picked from the vegetable fields were delivered early in the morning.

After the children had breakfast, Cao Xiangnan led them to the school. He watched the children go in before he turned back.