I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

In addition to the children, there are several lonely elderly people in the Rong family's courtyard.

Most of these elderly people have lost their children and relatives, and have been driven out of their homes by some unscrupulous relatives, leaving them alone with nowhere to go.

Song Manman nodded in understanding.

Xiao Hutou is the son of Rong Jiayuan and Rong Jiaquan. Because he is too young and there is a shortage of manpower in the family, Rong Jiayuan usually takes the little guy with him wherever he goes.

Song Manman looked around the Rong family courtyard. She found that in just a few days since she last came here, a lot of new things had been added to the courtyard.

It's not furniture, but livestock such as chickens, ducks and geese.

Now that the policy has been relaxed, and the Rong family has a large population, they think it is not cost-effective to buy eggs, so Rong Jiayuan organized the children in the family to build a large chicken coop.

At the beginning, there were only a dozen of them, but now the number has expanded to more than thirty.

The ducks are raised next to the chicken coop, which is separated by one-fifth of the space with bricks.

There were not many ducks, only about ten or so.

There were even fewer geese, only two.

Goose eggs are not as important as chicken eggs or duck eggs in daily life, so Rong Jiayuan only agreed to raise two because he couldn't persuade the little ones at home.

Seeing Song Manman staring at the chicken coop, Aunt Yu beside her couldn't help but proudly said: "I take care of these chickens now. I can get 40 to 50 eggs every day!"

Song Manman couldn't help but be shocked: "So many!"

"Of course not. Not only can every child in the family have one, but sometimes, if we're lucky, there may be a lot left over!" As she said this, Aunt Yu's face was full of satisfaction and happiness.

While they were talking, Rong Jiayuan came in from the door carrying Little Tiger Head on his back.

Seeing Song Manman sitting in the yard, Rong Jiayuan put down the basket in his hand and ran towards Song Manman.

"Sister Manman, how come you have time to come here today?"

Holding Song Manman's hand, Rong Jiayuan's eyes were filled with unconcealable joy.

Song Manman smiled slightly and pulled Rong Jiayuan into the house.

Handing the box to Rong Jiayuan, Song Manman said softly, "Jiayuan, here is a little gift from me to the children."

Rong Jiayuan was a little puzzled. When he opened the box and saw the piles of money inside, he was instantly shocked. He quickly closed the box and said, "No, Sister Manman, I can't accept this money."

"What can I do? Take it. You can't call me sister for nothing!"

Rong Jiayuan's eyes instantly became moist. She knew too well what these 50,000 yuan meant to them.

In recent years, the reputation of their courtyard has become more and more famous. Many families who have children, especially daughters, will abandon them at their doorstep.

Even if they don't care, those parents are so cruel that they throw their children outside in the snow and ice to freeze, and they almost strangle them to death.

Take care of it, it requires money.

Children need not just to be alive, they also need to receive education.

Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, everything requires money.

But there are only a few people in this family who earn money, and they have been just struggling to make ends meet over the years.

"Sister Manman, I really can't take this money."

Pushing the box back, Rong Jiayuan shook his head.

Song Manman sighed and said, "Jiayuan, I also have a responsibility in this family. It was me who brought you to Kyoto."

"No...Sister Manman, you have fulfilled your responsibility."

The group of children that Song Manman brought over back then have basically all gone to college, graduated, and started working.