What adults think is none of children’s business.

Yuan ate half an egg and drank a spoonful of rice soup. He was very happy.

Holding the bowl, he followed Li back to the main house.

The little girl had been wrapped in a quilt and placed on the kang to keep warm. She looked much better now.

Old Mrs. Yang felt that she was getting a little warm, so she put her in the warm water that Mrs. Li had just prepared and soaked her, adding some hot water from time to time. When she took her out and wiped her dry, the baby could already start to hum and cry.

"Okay, he's alive." Young Mrs. Yang from the second room said with some surprise.

Yes, now that it’s alive, do you still want to raise it?

Li gave her a cold look and didn't want to say a word to the fool.

There was a thin layer of rice oil on the surface of the rice soup in Yuan's hand, but it was still very fragrant.

To the children of the old Fu family who only ate one meal a day, the fragrance was simply a delicacy!

The eldest cousin Tuzi and the younger cousin Xingzi surrounded Yuan, staring at the bowl of rice soup with their eyes drooling.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but in the dim room with only the light from the brazier, Yuan seemed to really see green light in the eyes of the two sisters. They didn't look like two little girls, but more like two hungry wild dogs surrounding them and trying to snatch their food.

A Yuan thought of the old wild dog that was beaten to death at the entrance of the village. It always had this look in its eyes. One day it jumped up and bit someone, and ate meat from the person's body. Then it was beaten to death. The family that was bitten by the dog ate the dog meat with both happiness and sadness.

Fortunately, her sisters would not bite when they were hungry, so there was less risk of being beaten to death.

"Yuan... rice soup with brown sugar... is it delicious?"

Floating Rabbit asked with a numb and hungry look.

"Sister Yuan, can I have a sip? Just a small sip."

Fu Xingzi, A Yuan's cousin who was only three days younger than him, looked at the bowl of rice soup and pleaded in a low voice.

A Yuan didn't believe their little words at all!

Besides, how can so many people drink secretly?

A Yuan did not answer them. She held the bowl and ran to her father without looking away, then stood next to him obediently.

Fu Dabai sat on a stool with his hands in his sleeves. He looked at her calmly with half-closed eyes, then turned his head and closed his eyes again. Even though the room was so noisy, he seemed to be asleep and did not move at all.

Rabbit and Apricot didn't follow her either, but just stared at her back, as if they were staring at the bowl of rice soup through her.

My cousins ​​swallowed quietly and pretended not to care and didn't look at the bowl.

"Yuan, bring the rice soup over here."

Grandma, Old Yang, called out.

A Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over to hand the bowl to his grandmother.

Then he stood by the hot kang, hugging his mother's legs and joining in the fun.

Doctor Zhang didn't know why he came. When Yuan noticed him, he was walking out and told his second uncle who was seeing him off:

"You can bring it back if you take time to take care of it. Now it can be considered as rescued, but your family... should still send it away..."

Doctor Zhang sighed, wanting to say something but stopping himself, patted Fu Erbai's shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to see him off, then turned around and walked into the wind and snow.

Obviously, he already knew that he was the one who picked the person up, and he could guess his plan...

Fu Erbai lowered his head in disappointment.

Old Mrs. Yang carefully scooped a spoonful of rice soup and fed it into the baby's mouth.

"Wow——" The baby continued to cry softly as if in protest, with rice soup flowing down the corners of his mouth and he refused to drink any of it.

Li said coldly:

"Tsk, the baby is so delicate even though he's still young. He won't even drink rice soup. A family like us can't afford to raise him."

This is true. The family was poor and the four daughters-in-law did not have enough milk when giving birth. Sometimes there was even no milk at all. The children all survived on rice soup, except Yuan!

When she was born, Li had no milk, so her father borrowed a big ewe from somewhere. She drank milk from the ewe for almost a year, and the ewe was sent back because it had no more milk.

Li often said that she was spoiled. Other children drank rice soup, but she drank milk. It was a good thing that she had a good father. If she were in another room, he would not care what she drank.

When Yuan heard the word "jiaoqi", he remembered the story of the ewe.

Feeling very guilty, he could only hug his mother's thighs more tightly and move quietly, trying to hide behind Li.

If even Yuan can think of it, adults can do it even more.

But except for little Yang from the second room, the other two sisters-in-law didn't want to keep the baby. Instead of exposing it, they agreed with it.

"That's right. My rabbit also wolfs down rice soup, and I can save some milk for the tiger head and the tiger brain. It's not that difficult to do."

There was a hint of pride in Zhao's tone from the third room, as if she was proud of her daughter's ease of worry.

Zhao had two sons and one daughter.

The third cousin (Sanlang) Fuhu Tou and the fourth cousin (Silang) Fuhunao are twins, both seven years old. They also have a daughter, the eldest cousin Futuzi, who is five years old.

When Fu Tu Zi was born, Zhao had enough milk, but she always fed her two sons secretly, so Fu Tu Zi could only drink rice soup.

Fu Tuzi was raised to be small and thin, and the five-year-old child looked not much different from Yuanzi Xingzi, but she survived at least, and Zhao didn't think that she was doing anything wrong.

Zhao was filial to her elders, respectful to her husband, good-tempered to her sisters-in-law, and a loving mother to her younger brothers and sisters-in-law. She was only a little worse to her younger brothers and sisters, but this was not a problem in the eyes of others.

People at that time valued boys over girls. This family did not throw the girl away, but raised her. In the eyes of most people, this was considered very kind.

Wang from the fourth room was usually taciturn. She didn't say anything this time, but her expression showed approval, and she looked at the girl with some disgust.

Wang has a daughter and a son, the three-year-old cousin Fu Xingzi and the two-year-old cousin (Qilang) Fu Niuwa.

Wang was better to her daughter and did not withhold her food rations, but her milk was insufficient and she ran out in less than half a month, so she was also fed with rice soup.

There was even less when the baby Ox was born. Wang always felt that she was depriving her son, so whenever she had something to eat, she would give it to her son.

The second wife had more children and they were all boys, so none of them had enough to eat and they were all fed with rice soup.

Speaking of it, the daughters-in-law of the Fu family are more or less biased towards boys, except for Li from the eldest wife and Yang from the second wife.

Xiao Yang from the second wife had four sons.

My eldest cousin (Da Lang) is ten years younger than my younger sister.

My second cousin (Erlang) is nine years old.

My fifth cousin (Wulang) is six years old.

My sixth cousin (Liu Lang) is four years older than my younger sister.

Xiao Yang and her second uncle Fu Erbai are very rare people in the entire Daxi Village. They have always liked girls and not boys.

I wanted to have a daughter, but ended up giving birth to a bunch of sons.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Yang was injured when she gave birth to Xianmei, so she will never have children in the future.

But Li had no choice. Having one child, whether it was a boy or a girl, was a great blessing.

Li married into the Fu family for many years but had no children.

It's not her problem, but it's difficult for Fu Dabai to have children. It's not that it's impossible, but the possibility of having offspring is low.

The harsh-speaking doctor even said bluntly that it was impossible for him to have offspring.

From what people said, it seemed that it was because Mrs. Yang accidentally dropped her son when she first became a mother.

Unfortunately, Mr. Fu broke his leg. The family was in a mess and there was not enough money. By the time he could take his eldest son to see a doctor, his condition had already deteriorated and could not be cured.

Old Mrs. Yang always felt guilty towards Fu Dabai because of this matter, and she even sold everything she had to find a wife for her eldest son.

But no one is willing to do that.

It was not until a few years of disaster later, when Li's father became seriously ill and the family was penniless, that Li found Fu Dabai.

It's almost like selling yourself into a floating house.

Fu Dabai did say that if Li wanted to leave, he could leave as long as he returned half of the money.

But Li was always hesitant. She always felt that she would live a better life if she left the Fu family, so she wanted to leave.

At the same time, I prayed to God to have a child so that I could live a good life.

On the one hand, I feel wronged for being with Fu Dabai.

On the one hand, she felt that she had taken other people's money and saved her father's life, and now that her family was doing well, she wanted to leave, which showed that she was a bad person.

Later, when she really gave birth to a daughter, Fu Yuanzi, nicknamed A Yuan, this hesitation did not decrease but increased, but the target changed from Fu Dabai to A Yuan.

Li loved her daughter so much that she was willing to give her everything.

On the other hand, she also had a kind of hatred that was unknown to others. She always felt that her daughter was a burden to her and that she would have died long ago without her.

The most direct consequence of Li's dilemma is that when she is in a good mood, she treats Yuan very well.

When she was in a good mood, she would be nice to the child while scolding her at the same time.

When she was in the worst mood, she was dissatisfied with everything about Yuan. She would use the most unpleasant words to scold and humiliate her, and she wished she didn't exist.

In addition, Yuan was not as smart as other children. Even at the age of three, she still couldn't speak fluently. She seldom talked and didn't like to play. Li's feelings for her became even more complicated.

But no matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, Li doted on Yuan very much.

According to common sense, Li is like many mothers, loving her children and hating her children at the same time.

And Yuan was born to be close to the Li family.

In this case, it doesn't matter whether you like boys or girls, but I heard from Li himself that he likes girls.

But no matter whether the wives of the Lao Fu family like boys or girls, they obviously prefer their own biological children.

I really don't have any feelings towards this thing that I picked up, and most people even think it is a big trouble.

The three sisters-in-law didn't want the baby to stay, and neither did old Mrs. Yang, so she just let them talk.

Fu Erbai looked at the little baby with a lonely expression.

The always timid little Yang's face turned pale and thin, becoming even uglier and she looked struggling.

"Mother...I..."

"Mom! I borrowed the sheep!"

Little Yang's words were interrupted, and the voice of Fu Sibai, who went to borrow goat milk, came from the yard.

When Yuan saw his second uncle and aunt breathe a sigh of relief, his tense body suddenly relaxed.

"Mom, let's go take a look."

Fu Erbai said this, and couldn't wait to run out of the house with Xiao Yang. He forgot to close the door, and the cold air poured in all at once.

When everyone was about to raise their eyebrows and start cursing, Fu Sanbai, who was watching the fun at the door, raised his hand and closed the door.

Everyone's expressions relaxed again, but they couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

Fu Sanbai winked at his daughter-in-law Zhao who was looking over, as if he was secretly amused at the second wife's poor conduct.

A Yuan hugged his mother's legs and looked at the expressions of his family members. The more he looked, the more he felt that they were all difficult to get close to, yet very familiar.

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