After observing for these days, she knew that the Song family's conditions were really not that good.
Although all the sons were hardworking and capable, there were too many of them.
Just building a house and marrying a wife would be enough to overwhelm the family.
Even if there were no fines for having more than one child, the brothers would only eat porridge and pickled vegetables, and wear only enough clothes to keep warm, not to mention toys, entertainment, snacks, etc.
The 1980s were not as developed as later generations. Even though she lived in an orphanage in her previous life, she had enough food and drink, and there were many kind uncles and aunts who donated money to buy them clothes, toys and snacks.
I guess the things her brothers gave her were things she couldn't bear to eat or play with.
Song Rushuang tightly grasped the small date, with tears in her eyes.
Duan Dinglan was so soft-hearted when she saw her daughter like this. She thought she was really frightened by the sudden appearance of those brats, so she picked her up and comforted her again and again:
"Brother, you scared our Xiaoqi, eh? What's this?"
Duan Dinglan saw the winter dates in her daughter's hand.
This thing is not cheap and not easy to buy. I don’t know where these guys got it from.
I wanted to pick it out, but I found that my daughter was holding it tightly.
Children don’t have teeth and can’t bite the dates. Just play with them and then secretly take them out when you get up at night to feed the baby.
In the middle of the night, Song Rushuang woke up from hunger. She turned her head to look at her sleeping mother and grandmother, then lowered her head and struggled to open her clothes, staring at the phoenix birthmark.
Somehow, she thought about it and she appeared on the golden land.
I still hold the winter date in my hand.
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