Fisherman Fubao made his fortune by fishing

The clinic was very busy at that hour. When the boy heard that someone was coming to see a patient, he dispensed medicine for the customer while pointing to the side door leading to the backyard.

"Just go in from there."

The backyard of the clinic is not big, with the waiters' dormitories, kitchen, toilet, and several rooms for patients lined up in a row, easily visible at a glance.

Jishidiang is located on the most prosperous street in Xinpu Town, not far from Nongchao Tower. Although the shop is not big, there are many patients coming and going.

It seems that hospitals have always had good business throughout history. Li Yuer couldn't help but complain in her heart.

At this time, a young man came out of a room full of firewood and walked towards this side.

He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket with many patches on it, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand. He walked towards this side slowly, looking like a hunched shrimp, very lazy.

"Erdan, you bastard, can't you just hold the medicine properly? Your parents are counting on it to save their lives, what if it spills?"

Old Mrs. Cai recognized the young man in front of her at a glance. He was her disappointing second grandson.

He doesn't know how to sit or stand properly, like a ghost, without any manners.

Even after being scolded, Li Yan'an was not angry. He acted as if he didn't hear it and called out, "Grandpa and Grandma."

He continued to hold the medicine, walked away slowly with drooping eyelids.

Old Mrs. Cai punched the cotton, feeling choked up, her face flushed, she muttered a few words, and followed the others into the house.

Li Yuer was surprised. This was her biological brother from the same mother. He looked like a retired old man with nothing to do. He didn't have any vitality at all.

"Grandma! You are here." A crisp voice was heard, and a tall girl came out of the woodshed, wearing a faded red jacket.

Even though it was a coarse linen shirt, it looked great on her slender body.

Li Yuer's jaw dropped to the ground in surprise. This fair-skinned, beautiful girl with long legs is her cousin?

The genetic gap between the rich and the poor in the Li family is too obvious.

Her brother was a little old, but he was still of good-looking stature, and the graceful girl in front of him was even more outstanding.

They don't look like a family at all with Mrs. Cai.

My aunt Zhang had a round face, and my uncle was exactly like my grandmother, with a short and stocky build and plain looks. However, my eldest cousin was bright and pretty, and her facial features were very much like her grandfather's.

This is a typical case of two generations alike, and they only resemble each other in good ways.

"Yu Baoer, why are you here too?" Li Meir quickly spotted Li Yuer.

Li Yuer was happy now. Her eldest cousin did not ignore her like her brother did.

Li Yuer called out sweetly, "Sister Mei'er."

"You must be hungry. Here you go."

Li Meir stuffed something warm in his arms. Li Yuer, who was only wearing a reed jacket, was already freezing. With something warm stuffed in his arms, his body and heart felt warm.

She looked down and saw a black pancake.

I guessed that my eldest cousin must have made medicine for my parents early in the morning and gave it to me without even having time to eat breakfast.

"Big cousin, I'm not hungry. I just had some snacks. This is for you."

Li Yuer stuffed the pancake back into his pocket.

"Snacks?" Li Mei'er didn't believe it. "Could it be that I ate them in my dream?"

She broke the cake into two halves, gave one half to Li Yuer, and kept the other half for herself.

"That's it, we'll each take half."

Li Yuer looked at the pancake in her hand, which was obviously bigger than the other half, and felt both warm and sour in her heart.

In this life, she regained her family, and the lost family affection made her feel anxious.

The ward was very small. Once the door curtain was lifted, the scene inside was clearly visible. It was a small room of about five square meters with only a single bed and a small table beside the bed.

At this time, Fan Xiaojuan and her son were lying on the bed, and Li Fuhao was lying on the floor with his legs tied, holding an empty bowl of medicine in his hand.

Li Yuer's eldest brother sat huddled on a stool beside the table, munching on a black-flour pancake in his hand.

Fan Xiaojuan's face was sallow and she looked unrecognizable from being so thin. Her eyes and cheeks were sunken.

When they saw their family coming, they showed joy on their faces.

"Dad and Mom, why are you here?" Li Fuhao said as he looked at his little daughter.

He clearly remembered that night, it was dark and cold. His daughter hit her head on a rock while trying to find him and fell into a coma. His wife had a difficult delivery and he didn't know whether his daughter was dead or alive. He almost collapsed and was more scared than ever before. Even at this moment, he could still seem to feel the strong wind that night, like a knife. The heavy snow mixed in the wind and mixed on his body and face, it was icy cold.

For a whole day and night, he was restless and fell asleep in a daze. His dreams were full of nightmares. One moment, his wife and son were dead; the next moment, he was lying in a snow cave, crying out to the sky but no one could help him; the next moment, his daughter was standing in front of him with blood all over her face, shouting: Dad, it hurts!

Seeing that his daughter was safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.

Although my daughter had her head wrapped, she was in good spirits and seemed to have survived.

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern: "Yu Baoer, why did you follow me? Why don't you stay at home and lie down for a while?"

Li Yuer was also looking at his father in this life. He had an oval face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked 70% like his grandfather. He and his uncle looked like one mother and one father respectively.

At this moment, he was looking at herself with concern, and the worry in his eyes was real.

Fan Xiaojuan was lying on the bed, obviously not in good spirits. She seemed too powerless to speak and just stared at Li Yuer. Perhaps because she had given birth to a child, the maternal love in her eyes was almost overflowing.

Li Yuer smiled at her, and she also moved her head slightly and curled the corners of her mouth in response.

Li Yuer felt a little sour in his nose for no reason, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. In the end, he just said, "Dad and Mom, we are here to take you home."

The word "go home" made the couple's eyes tear up.

There is no place like home. Home is a person’s root.

They are the ones who have implicated their family. Half of their family's savings of two generations have been spent on them, and they feel guilty.

The Li family has already split up, but when Li Fuhao got into trouble, Uncle Li took responsibility without hesitation.

He ran around and took out money without any hesitation. He is truly a rare good brother.

When Li Yuer first traveled through time, she was worried that she would meet a terrible family, who would quarrel all day long, quibble over trivial matters, and cause unrest in the family.

She thought at the time that if she really met the worst, she would find a chance to run away.

Now I know that all members of the Li family are good people. Not only are there no bad people, but they are all loyal and righteous people.

She also secretly made up her mind to cherish the family affection that she had lost and regained and lead her family to live a good life.

Old Mrs. Cai looked at her youngest son and his wife. After not seeing them for a few days, they looked so thin that they were almost skeletons. She felt very distressed.

She put her hands into her sleeves to warm them before she dared to walk to the bed to see her grandson.

The little one born from difficult labor was really a tiny ball, wrinkled and obviously much smaller than the average newborn. A trace of regret flashed across Old Mrs. Cai's eyes. This baby came at the wrong time and might not be able to stand.

Fan Xiaojuan said hoarsely, "Manatees know how to eat."

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all her strength, but she had to say it.

She wanted to tell them that as long as the child could eat, he could live.

She was afraid that they would abandon the child who was not born properly. She also knew that even if the child could survive, it might become a burden to the family in the future. But she couldn't do it. This was her own flesh and blood, a child she had given birth to after surviving many dangerous situations.

She would rather die herself than watch her child die.

Old Mrs. Cai felt very upset. She could guess what her daughter-in-law was thinking. She was not a cruel person. If there was a little hope, she would not watch her grandson die.

She patted the second son's wife on the shoulder and said, "Manatee is a blessed child. He finally came into this world. He will surely grow up safely."

After getting the affirmation from her mother-in-law, Fan Xiaojuan's uneasy heart calmed down a little. She smiled weakly at her mother-in-law, and fell asleep again in a daze, with a tear hanging from the corner of her eye.

Old man Li stood at the door and stretched his neck to look inside, but due to the strict separation between men and women, he did not dare to go any closer.

All I saw was my grandson's swaddling clothes, a small ball.

The room was very small, so in order to save money, Li Laoer and his wife only rented one room and gave the bed to his wife and son. Li Laoer endured the pain in his legs and slept on the floor.

As for Uncle Li and his companions, they begged and pleaded until they got the shopkeeper's consent to sleep on the floor in the woodshed.

The woodshed was leaking, so they piled up dry firewood to block the wind, spread straw stalks on the ground as a bed, and slept there with their clothes on for the whole night.

It was so cold in the middle of the night that the three of them woke up from the cold. Li Meir took the initiative to burn some firewood to keep warm. In the morning, she gave the kitchen manager a penny as firewood fee.

Just for this one copper coin, Uncle Li, who was feeling distressed, kept complaining that he couldn't stand the cold and it was a waste of money.

Not seeing her eldest son and grandson, Mrs. Cai turned to ask her eldest granddaughter, "Meizi, where are your father and brother?"

Li Mei'er was packing her luggage. She wrapped a piece of blood-stained rag into her bag and said, "I'm going out to find a car."

Li Laoer's leg was broken and he couldn't move too much, so the best way was to take a bus back.

At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and Li Fusheng and his son walked in dejectedly.

"What's wrong?" Old Mrs. Cai guessed that they probably failed to rent a car.

In this season, who would be willing to take the risk of driving on the ice path to the island? You might end up falling into an ice hole with both the car and the person.

Li Yuer looked at his short, stocky uncle in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: Genes are a magical thing, who do I look like?

I am a superficial person. I want to be a good-looking person, even if it is just a vase.

Look at the appearance of the younger generations of the older families, there is a huge difference!

Her father looks very much like her grandfather, tall and strong with regular features, while her uncle and his son look very much like her grandmother, plain-looking and short and stocky.

What about her? What about her?

Li Yuer felt uneasy. She was afraid that she would be ugly. She was also afraid that even if she was not ugly now, her genes might revert to her ancestral state when she grew up and she would become ugly or crooked.