"Cai Gangqiang, go get me two more bowls of chicken soup!" Li Ailan ordered Cai Gangqiang.
At this moment, Cai Gangqiang's heart was half dead.
He had no hope. Once the baby's milk powder was finished, if Li Ailan still had no milk, he would have to find another way.
"Chicken, and put some more chicken in there too!"
Cai Gangqiang followed Li Ailan's instructions and went to the kitchen. He served Li Ailan a large bowl of chicken soup with most of the chicken in it. He stood by the bed and watched Li Ailan eat until her mouth was full of greasy food.
When almost everyone had given up hope, Li Ailan finally had milk that night.
The two children, Dachou and Erchou, ate the food fed by their biological mother for the first time.
At the beginning, Dachou and Erchou were like little piglets, crying anxiously. Fortunately, after a lot of effort, they finally got the food.
The whole Cai family finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Ailan has milk now, and the child will not starve to death.
But the price is high, it costs a whole old hen.
That would have been fine, but Li Ailan also made a request that a pot of broth be stewed for her every day. If not, she would not eat.
If she doesn't eat it, the two little ones at home naturally can't eat it either.
The people of the Cai family were angry and anxious, but they could do nothing about Li Ailan.
That night, Huang Qiuju went to the production team and borrowed meat coupons from every household. However, she failed to get any, and was instead severely ridiculed because she had offended so many people before.
But even so, Huang Qiuju didn't dare to give up easily.
I didn't see hope before, but now I see hope. I must make sure Li Ailan has enough to eat so that she can feed her two grandsons, Dachou and Erchou.
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The Li family did everything they could for Li Ailan, so when they went to Jiangbei to see Li Jinfeng, they had no worries.
In addition, Li Dahu and his family are still staying at home. If anything really happens, we can find them and it can be handled in time.
The next morning, the Li family prepared to set off with bags full of luggage.
Originally, a group of people were going to walk there, but as soon as Li Fuman walked out of the yard, he heard the rumbling sound of a tractor.
Looking again, it was Yang Dajun driving a tractor.
There were two children sitting on his tractor, one was Yang Dajun's son Yang Ermao, and the other was Zhang Xiaobao.
"Uncle, hurry up and let everyone get on the tractor. I will take the two children to the commune primary school first, and then take you to the county town!" Yang Dajun said.
"This..." Li Fuman looked embarrassed.
He wanted to refuse, but he heard Yang Dajun say, "Uncle, don't be embarrassed. I also have to go to the county town to do some business. This is just a convenience!"
"Okay!" Li Fuman agreed.
This time when they went to Jiangbei Province, they not only brought enough food for themselves, but also brought some food for Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo.
With a lot of luggage and two hungry babies, it would be much more convenient if we could take a tractor to the county town.
Zhang Xiulan carried Xiaojiu out. As soon as the little guy saw the tractor, he stretched out his hands and started crying, "Ah..."
Zhang Xiulan was delighted. "Xiaojiu, do you like this big iron lump? Mommy will hold you and take a ride on it, okay?"
Although he is more than nine months old, Xiaojiu still can't call people.
Although Zhang Xiulan tried her best to teach him every day, the little guy could only shout "ah". He couldn't say common names like dad, mom and grandpa at all.
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