At the foot of Mianniu Mountain, in the pasture.

The huge grassland has withered vegetation and looks desolate from a distance.

"Hey, it's not good to raise cattle. They live on water and grass. It's easy to feed them in the spring and summer of the year. In autumn and winter, preparing fodder every day is tiring."

Mrs. Sun looked around and whispered.

Yang Ruoqing just led the way and did not refute Sun's words.

Cattle raising is like this originally. In the spring and summer, when the vegetation is flourishing, the cows are released from their pens and allowed to eat, drink and play as they please in the huge pasture.

In autumn and winter, when the vegetation outside has withered, manpower is needed to provide food.

Most of them take out the wheat straw, straw and buds accumulated in the spring and summer, feed them to the cattle every day, and let them go to the pasture regularly to get some air, play, and stretch their muscles.

"The nomadic people on the northern prairie have been living in pursuit of water and grass for generations. They drag their families, drive their cattle and sheep on horses and lead their dogs, and they also drag their families' tents around. It's really hard work.

Woolen cloth!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing talk about the life of nomads, Sun was surprised.

"It's really the soil and water that raises a child. It's also because their ancestors have been accustomed to the kind of life without a fixed place for generations. It was me, but I couldn't let go of the land under my feet and the sky above my head." Mrs. Sun concluded.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "We all use the village as the gathering point here. We all have lived in the same village for generations. We know everything about it. If anything happens, we can just call and come over."

"It's different over there. Sometimes there's only one house within a radius of dozens of miles," she added.

"Then why don't they live closer to us like we do?" Ms. Sun was puzzled.

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Their livelihood depends on the cattle and sheep. If the cattle and sheep gather together to eat grass, they won't be able to eat enough. There will be no grass roots left. So they have to spread out and chase the grass and the grass."

It is their fate to live in the water source and have no fixed place."

It took Sun a while to recover from the shock, and then she looked at the desolate pasture in front of her, as well as the few small houses standing behind the grassland, and the clothes of adults and children on the clothes drying pole in front of the small houses.

When she was putting on her clothes, Mrs. Sun's mood was no longer so sad, but rather she felt lucky.

Fortunately, Duo'er and the others are determined to live here, and they are not like those herdsmen who move around. They have to travel dozens of miles or even further just to take a look.

As long as it's in front of you, that's fine.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard a delicate cry coming from the hut.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun looked at each other and quickly walked into the house.

In the dim little room, Duo'er was coaxing Jiaojiao to get up and get dressed by the bedside. There was a bowl on the small stool beside the bed, with medicinal soup in it. The room was filled with a faint bitter smell of medicine.

"What's wrong with Jiaojiao? Why are you sick again?" Mrs. Sun exclaimed and rushed to the bedside to help coax her.

Duo'er turned around and saw her mother and sister coming over, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing holding up the medicine bowl and looking at it, Duo'er explained: "That's Baohe soup. Last night she was so cold that her stomach was so cold that she had vomiting and diarrhea. She suffered for most of the night..."

"This child's spleen and stomach are really weak." Yang Ruoqing put down the medicine bowl and said.

Xiaoduo frowned, "Isn't that right? It's not good to eat when you're full, and you'll make a fuss when you eat less. You can't do it when it's cold or hot. You don't know how to make a living. I complained to Shengnan, and I said it shouldn't be the case.

You shouldn’t call her Jiaojiao, it’s just that the word Jiaojiao is poorly chosen!”

Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly, "This does not conflict with the name, so don't think too much."

While she was talking, she also came to the bedside and magically took out a cricket made of thatch from her pocket to tease Jiaojiao. Although Jiaojiao was still sobbing, she no longer struggled.

Sun Shi and Xiao Duo took the opportunity to put her clothes on. She had resisted giving medicine and soiled a set of clothes. When Yang Ruoqing and Sun Shi entered the house, they happened to catch up with Xiao Duo changing Jiaojiao's clothes. Jiaojiao tried her best to resist.

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After changing her clothes, Mrs. Sun stayed in the room, hugging Jiaojiao and coaxing her. Jiaojiao held a thatch cricket in her two thin hands and played with it, pouting her little mouth and watching in ecstasy.

Xiaoduo took the opportunity to warm the medicine and reluctantly gave Jiaojiao a few more mouthfuls.

"Just taking medicine is not enough. I have to eat something in my empty stomach." Mrs. Sun felt very distressed when she looked at the little body of her granddaughter in her arms, which had lost a little weight.

Xiaoduo was a little confused: "I'm afraid she'll vomit after eating it."

Yang Ruoqing also said: "It is not recommended to feed her at this time. No matter how hungry she is, wait until noon to make some rice soup or something."

It was windy outside, so Sun and Jiaojiao were playing in the house.

Not to mention, although this house is a simple and temporary house built on the grassland, Xiaoduo and Xiang Shengnan really love this child. The little cradle is full of various toys for Jiaojiao.

Some of these toys were bought by the couple, and some were prepared for Jiaojiao by her aunt Yang Ruoqing and her cousin Luo Baobao.

The little cradle is filled with colorful flowers. Fortunately, Jiaojiao is now over a year old and doesn't need to sleep in the cradle anymore.

"Mom, I made tea for you and sister, where can I put it?" Xiaoduo came in from the door carrying two more bowls of tea.

Mrs. Sun was holding Jiaojiao playing beside the cradle. She didn't have time to turn around and look at it. She just said, "If you're not thirsty, put it higher and put it somewhere where Jiaojiao can't touch it."

Yang Ruoqing pointed to the window sill next to her: "That's the best place to put it."

Xiaoduo put down the tea and went to pick up vegetables for them to have lunch here, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her.

"My mother and I are here to help you take care of your children. Secondly, we heard about Niu Duzi and wanted to see what happened."

No matter the mention of children or calves, Xiaoduo couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, if you are unlucky, your teeth will get stuck even if you drink cold water." Xiaoduo drooped her head. The girl who was so sweet and lively in the past has become like an old woman in just two or three years.

But at the beginning, there was obviously so much dowry, so it stands to reason that she should have enough food and clothing.

But they didn't want to sit back and have nothing, and wanted to use their dowries as capital to start a career, so they had this pasture.

I had a good intention to start a business, but the path to starting a business was not as easy as I imagined.

Only then did he become so haggard and exhausted.

"Don't be too bored. Breeding is never so smooth." Yang Ruoqing put her hand on Xiaoduo's shoulder and said.

"Take me to see the calf," she said again.

Xiaoduo nodded, got up and took Yang Ruoqing to the cattle pen. On the way, he talked to Yang Ruoqing about the current situation.

"My uncle and my father went to the mountains to ask for a veterinarian. Katsuo and my father-in-law stayed at the cowshed to guard the calves. Eight of the ten calves now had runny noses, and the worst one rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth.
Chapter completed!