The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 119 The Children's Thoughts
Liu was actually prepared to be tormented to death by her mother-in-law, but after arriving at Old Wang's house, she realized that the rumors outside were far more exaggerated than reality.

Although the Wang family is really poor, they are all good people. The sisters-in-law may occasionally have their own little schemes, but they never do anything behind people's backs, and they speak their minds on the spot.

Even with some disagreements, everyone compromised and the family lived together peacefully.

The Wang family initially thought that the girl Wang Chuanman married must not be good. Girls usually get married at 15, and if their families cherish them, they should get married at 17. If she was delayed until 18, there must be something wrong with her.

When Liu entered the house, everyone found that she was an exceptionally kind sister-in-law. It was like a windfall, which made everyone secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

But good luck can't just visit them once or twice.

Their eldest son can't possibly wait until he's 20, can he?

If the eldest son and grandson can only get married at 20, how long will the rest of the grandchildren have to wait?!

Before the older siblings get married, unless there are very special circumstances, the younger siblings are never allowed to get married first.

Ms. Feng felt that her hair was turning white.

"Mother, this matter must be resolved. We can't let those matchmakers spread rumors outside!" Madam Feng didn't care whether Old Madam Wang would scold her or not. She immediately looked worried and said, "We suffered so much from those rumors back then. When my husband went out to work, if people knew he was from our family, he would get paid less than others."

Rumors can be incredibly vicious, and the Wang family has suffered greatly from them. Moreover, these things spread quickly but are slow to stop.

If nothing else goes wrong, the Wang family will have to carry this shameful reputation for the rest of their lives.

Not only that, when Wang Chuangui was doing corvée labor, the foreman somehow learned about the Wang family's situation and looked down on them, so he specially assigned them heavy work.

Wang Chuangui is relatively small in stature in his family, how could he possibly withstand such heavy work?
He developed leg problems at that time, and after completing two months of forced labor, he couldn't stand up anymore. It took several brothers to carry him back.

This shows how important reputation is to people in this world.

In regions with harsh local customs, if a person's reputation is ruined, unless he leaves his hometown and changes his name, he will be looked down upon for the rest of his life.

Most people cannot bear this kind of pain and choose to end their own lives.

Grandma Wang pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll go to the county town tomorrow. Don't worry about this for now. Dalang, don't go looking for a wife for the time being. Focus on learning martial arts from Mr. Chi. It's always good to accumulate some skills."

Wang Dalang readily agreed.

Xiao Ayu wasn't present when everyone was discussing the matter; it was too serious for her to hear.

Wang Jiaqi and his boys are currently working on a plot of land that was specially "given" to them by Old Mrs. Wang.

It means that from now on, they will be in charge of everything related to this land.

The produce from that land will also belong to them in the future.

That piece of land was reclaimed by the Wang family. It wasn't very fertile, even worse than second-class farmland, and the harvest wasn't great either. The only advantage was that after five years of cultivation, it would become part of the Wang family's land.

They study literature for one hour and martial arts for one and a half hours each day. After that, they are free to move around.

Little Ayu was led to the field by her older brothers, especially Wang Wulang, who was particularly superstitious about her luck. So he let her choose what to plant in the field.

Little Ayu, of course, wanted to grow wild fruit.

All kinds of wild fruits are so delicious!

Wang Wulang hesitated for a moment: "But what's the point of planting wild fruits? We can't eat them as food, nor can we use them as tax grain. Most wild fruits will cause bloating if you eat too many." Wang Erlang, however, had an idea: "My father told me before that there are some stalls in the county town that sell fruit, but those fruits are picked directly from the trees, unlike these small wild fruits. But what if someone buys them?"

This is just a rudimentary idea, but it gives everyone a good direction for thinking.

Little Ayu said, "Why do we have to sell the fruit? We can eat it ourselves."

"How can we possibly eat it all? This is such a big plot of land. If we plant it all with wild fruit, we'll harvest several baskets!"

Little Ayu's mouth watered at the thought of having several baskets of fruit.

However, she really couldn't finish it all.

As Tuanzi listened to the children talking, she thought that if they couldn't finish eating the fruit, they could make it into fruit genes, which is to use a special storage method to make the fruit last longer.

However, a special container is needed, and it seems that there isn't one in this world.

It gave up on the idea.

"You can dry them!" Little Ayu said, somewhat puzzled. "When Brother Xiaotong's family has leftover medicinal herbs, they cut them up, dry them, and turn them into dried medicinal slices. We can also cut up our leftover fruit and dry it into small fruit slices!"

Wang Wulang slapped his forehead: "That's right, our Ayu is so smart. Small fruits spoil easily, so let's dry them and then sell them for a higher price."

Wang Erlang shook his head: "Many fruits are sour, and they remain sour even when dried. They can't be sold."

"Not necessarily. There are two jujube trees behind the mountain, right? When they grow, they are sour jujubes, but when they hang on the tree, they become dried jujubes, and they don't taste so sour anymore," Wang Liulang said.

"It's still quite sour," Wang Qilang commented succinctly.

Wang Sanlang, who particularly enjoyed research, said, "How about we add some sugar to the dried fruit?"

Wang Sanlang vaguely remembered that when he was very young, his aunt was pregnant with twins and her belly was frighteningly large.

When Dr. Hu diagnosed her with twins, the villagers were shocked, as it was the first time they had ever seen twins.

At that time, my third aunt suddenly developed a love for food, especially sour foods. The dried sour jujubes were specially found by my fourth uncle from the mountains.

However, eating too many dried jujubes makes my mouth feel uncomfortable, and I ended up with a lot left over at home.

Their grandmother ground the sugar in the house into a fine powder and stuck it on the dried jujubes. Everyone who ate it thought the sweet and sour taste was very good, but most of it ended up in Auntie's stomach.

Sugar is very precious, and he only wasted it once, but Wang Sanlang remembers it very clearly.

Wang Erlang also remembered that they seemed to have eaten dried fruit dipped in sugar.

“Why don’t we listen to Sister Ayu and plant wild fruits? There are many wild fruits on the mountain, but they are not always available. Some of them are not easy to pick. It’s better to plant them directly in the ground,” Wang Erlang said. “Planting them in the ground makes them easier to manage, and wild fruits are definitely easy to grow. They can grow wildly in the mountains. If we add some fertilizer, they will definitely grow even better.”

Little Ayu immediately clapped her hands: "Good, good, good! Plant fruit! Ayu knows which fruits taste better!"

Little Ayu had already made up her mind. Once her brothers planted the wild fruits, she would secretly water them. The wild fruits would grow faster, and she would be able to see the fruits sooner!
Just then, villagers passed by and saw Old Wang's children. They waved to them and said, "Ayu, are you playing in the fields? Are your family members home? We need to talk to them about something."

Little Ayu: "Hey there, Uncle Justice, can you find our house? Ayu will take you there."

(End of this chapter)