"How is it possible, that pill, even your husband and I have to divide it into more than a dozen portions before we dare to eat it!"

If you eat too much at once, there will be problems, which Zhang Yi is careful because he knows, after all, Mrs. still has to breastfeed the baby.

A little bit is just right, you can improve the physique of the two of you, once you eat too much, Zhang Yi thinks that his whole body is a little trembling, he is not reluctant, but he does not dare to give too much.

The things at home have finally come to an end, and the son was born smoothly, looking at the little life around him, the corners of Zhang Yi's eyes were a little moist, and he worked hard and conscientiously for more than ten years in his previous life.

I got those meager incomes every month, which was only enough for the daily expenses of the family, and I wanted to sell a house in a small county town at home, and I couldn't get a down payment, if it weren't for the help of Little Crystal.

I don't know if my wife and children, in that society where people are poor and short-minded, can they get the funeral money that they exchanged for their lives, and when I thought of this, Zhang Yi's eyes were in his eyes.

There are faint tears flickering, children are the hearts and minds of parents, no matter how majestic they are outside, how arrogant and domineering, how invincible.

Once I return home, when facing my wife and children, the feeling is not the same at all, especially the special emotion that is connected by blood and inherited in the same vein.

Regardless of status, regardless of age, they will be overwhelmed by this warm atmosphere.

"Wow!"

Just when Zhang Yi was looking at his wife and children and thinking about some careful thoughts, he heard a high-decibel cry, which immediately disrupted Zhang Yi's thoughts.

Watching his son open his voice on the bed, I don't know if I'm hungry, or I still want a warm embrace, looking at a little bit of big and small.

Zhang Yi didn't dare to reach out to hug it, unless he was wrapped in a small quilt, otherwise he was afraid that he would miss and fall his son to the ground.

"Oh! What happened to the little one? Let me see if I'm wetting my pants? ”

Chunlan, Xia He, Qiu Ju, and Dong Xue have never brought such a small point, and Mrs. still tried to open her eyes when she heard the child's cry.

Looking at who was beside the little guy, his eyes were always on the child, and as for the other people in the room, they were all subconsciously ignored, Zhang Yi touched his nose embarrassedly.

Knowing the importance of children in his mother's mind, even Zhang Yi enjoyed it when he was a child, this kind of warmth of maternal love, and his mother sometimes described the hard years.

After all, the days of the big pot meal have just ended, and the enthusiasm of the people has been mobilized, but there is no system. Scientific planting experience, so the people want to worry about food and clothing.

That still requires continuous efforts, just in that way, the peasants are living in a state of semi-subsistence and clothing, compared to the current environment of the son, it is two extremes of the world.

Fortunately, his birth was quite smooth, with his birth, he brought a lot of laughter to his family, but also brought a heavy burden to an ordinary rural family.

At that time, my mother's body was already weak, and in addition to eggs, there was no too nutritious food in the countryside, even if I ate too many eggs, I would get tired of eating them.

The mother is also a rural woman who is thrifty, so there are eggs, but they are not eaten alone, and there are so many people in the family, how can she have such a mind.

So Zhang Yi ate milk powder when he was a child, and at that time, there were no brands of milk powder such as Sanlu and Shi'en 、、、, they were just some ordinary small packaged milk powder.

Ordinary people are used to being thrifty, they all like items that are cheap and have a lot of things inside, and it is in such a situation that grandma and mother grow up slowly with Zhang Yi.

There is not much breast milk feeding, Zhang Yi's health is very bad, in his mother's memories, Zhang Yi remembers that it was all tears, fortunately, his father at that time still had a little meager income.

At that time, as a volunteer officer, he still had a dozen yuan a month, which he sent home to support his family, but it was Zhang Yi's life-saving money when he was an infant.

At that time, the doctor was still very virtuous, and sometimes in the most difficult times, there was also a credit to say, I remember my mother said that she picked up Zhang Yi in the middle of the night.

When he ran to the hospital and knocked on the door, Zhang Yi's eyes were a little moist, after all, the suffering of his mother made it impossible for people to feel it at all.

After all, the countryside is not as good as the city, and the small hospitals are generally closed at about 7 o'clock in the evening, and some doctors have gone home to sleep, trying to wake people out and open the door.

If you see a child again, I'm afraid many people are not very happy, and the mother's memories remember very clearly, that is, the mother hugged herself, and many times she knelt down for the doctor.

No matter what time this kind of scene is, it is Zhang Yi's unforgettable maternal love for a lifetime, great and firm, maybe in his mother's heart, even if he does his last part.

They are also unwilling to give up any opportunities, children are most likely to have fever and cough, and sometimes it may be polio, there are many such cases in rural areas, it is not that they are unwilling to take their children to the hospital.

But that era was too difficult, when Zhang Yi was in elementary school, in his young memory, when the first grade started, there were more than 40 people in the class.

By the end of the sixth grade, there were only 17 people left, many of whom had transferred to another school, but many more did not continue their studies, which is a strange phenomenon.

Nowadays, people seem to have parents who are responsible, but in the countryside, in that remote mountain village with a per capita annual income of less than ten yuan, think about the family with two children.

Not counting food and housing, the tuition fee alone is forty or fifty yuan per semester, even if someone grits his teeth and insists, it is just a drop in the bucket, and now Zhang Yi recalls everything when he was a child.

Sometimes I am very lucky, after all, in those very difficult years, at least my mother did not spend a lot of money on medical expenses because of her weak body.

And there are other ideas, if Zhang Yi remembers correctly, behind the walls of the hospital, on the path that used to play in the river when he was a child.

Especially in those small canals and haystacks, you can often see children, but unfortunately they have long been dead, and there are flies flying on them, what a terrible thing.

What a heart-wrenching experience, this situation has left an indelible mark on Zhang Yi's young heart, although his life is much better now.

Especially nowadays, children no longer have to worry about illness and hunger, whether it is rural or urban, the era of not going to school for children is gone.

What's more, in the countryside now, as long as they are diligent, the lives of every household have improved a lot, and they no longer worry about not being able to afford to treat their children, nor are they worried about being hungry and freezing the little ones.