The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 167 That's Wang Aibao
Early the next morning, Qin Huai arrived at Old Wang's house.

Wang Chuanyuan and his wife were already busy at the steamed bun shop.

After that, they will officially live in the steamed bun shop, and they won't go back to the house here unless there's something important going on.

Wang Chuanman opened the door for Qin Huai, and while inviting Qin Huai in, he asked him, "Why are you here at this hour? Have you had breakfast?"

Qin Huai had come after eating, but seeing that Xiao Ayu wasn't in the courtyard, he figured she was probably eating.

He casually replied, "Not yet."

Red Armor stood behind, utterly bewildered.

Young master, that's not very fair of you. So all that effort I put into making you this morning, especially the iced white fungus soup, just for a simple "you didn't eat it"?
That's incredibly disrespectful to subordinates!
"Perfect timing, the kids are still eating. Go over to the hall, they're all there."

After Wang Chuanman finished speaking, he went to the side hall, where Old Madam Wang was waiting for Xiao Ayu to finish eating so she could ask her about the young woman.

Qin Huai: "Okay."

Since her family opened a steamed bun shop, Xiao Ayu has had steamed buns for all three meals a day.

Fearing that eating only steamed buns would not provide enough nutrition, Liu made the buns only the size of Xiao Ayu's fist. Sometimes she would also put some vegetables or sweet red bean paste in the middle of the buns.

Originally made specifically for Xiao Ayu, other customers saw it and asked their steamed bun shop to add the new product as well.

Later, Cai Niu simply made the buns smaller, and made them sweet, savory, vegetable, meat, and all sorts of things.

When Old Wang saw this, he made a special trip back to Hujia Village to cut down a large pile of bamboo and make some small steamers.

Now, Old Wang's large steamed buns and mantou are mostly sold to people who do manual labor, while the small steamed buns and mantou are sold to tourists passing by.

They're called tourists, but they're really just here to go to the market.

A large steamed bun costs two coins, a vegetable bun costs three coins, and a large steamed bread costs one coin.

For the same price, you can buy four small steamed buns and four small mantou (steamed bread), so many people choose to buy the smaller ones.

There's no need to divide it once you take it home.

Currently, only the Wang family makes small steamed buns and small mantou (steamed bread). There are only three shops selling steamed buns in the whole town. The other two shops haven't imitated them yet, out of consideration for their reputation.

But it's only a matter of time.

When Xiao Ayu saw Qin Huai arrive, she quickly handed him a small meat bun: "Brother Ayou, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, this is delicious!"

Wang Wulang was devouring his bun across the street when he saw Qin Huai. He quickly swallowed the bun in his mouth and greeted Qin Huai.

"I heard about what happened yesterday. You guys are so disloyal! You went out to beat up beggars without even inviting me!"

"Well, I also want to thank you. You protected my little sister. I'll protect you on your way to school later!"

After the Flower Festival, schools and private academies would resume classes. After breakfast, they would slowly make their way to the school.

Qin Huai didn't want to go to school, but Chi Jia secretly enrolled him in Qingmu School.

Originally, one could not enter the school without going, but Chi Jia spent 50 taels of silver, and the teacher said with a righteous expression that he could give it a try.

Upon hearing Wang Wulang's words, Qin Huai forced a smile and said, "Thank you."

"Oh, you often eat at our house, you're practically family now, no need for thanks, it's too formal!" Wang Wulang laughed heartily. "From now on, we're all brothers, let's protect Sister Yu together!"

This sounds like a good idea.

"it is good."

"You have such a good temper, I like being friends with you." Wang Wulang laughed again.

Qin Huai was already full, and he ate the small meat bun in his hand in small bites for a long time. Just as he finished eating, Xiao Ayu finished the last mouthful of meat porridge.

After finishing her meal, Xiao Ayu skillfully wiped the table clean with the rag next to her, and then took her small bowl to the kitchen.

After washing his hands again, he came to find Qin Huai.

"Brother Ayou, why didn't you bring your books?" Little Ayu had a small bib hanging in front of her and a small cloth bag hanging on her side, which contained her "Three Character Classic".

Qin Huai gently rubbed Xiao Ayu's head; those two little flower buds looked so fluffy.

"Give me the red armor."

Little Ayu looked disapproving: "Brother Ayou, you should do your own things. You can't trouble Mr. Chi."

Chi Jia, listening from behind, felt a toothache. When had their young master ever listened to anyone else?
Even if it was the lady, whether her tone was stern or gentle, the young master remained indifferent. He was good enough if he didn't argue, let alone listen. Qin Huai smiled and replied softly, "Okay, I'll take it myself next time."

Red Armor shook his head inwardly.

Young master, having seen few young girls, transformed into a kind and understanding older brother when he met the well-behaved and charming little Ayu.

Qin Huai came here for two reasons: first, to see Xiao Ayu, and second, to tell them in detail what happened yesterday.

Qin Huai followed Xiao Ayu to the side hall.

He was already exceptionally intelligent, and he described yesterday's events in even greater detail.

Even regarding the whereabouts of those beggars, he said, "I saw a few officials passing by and they took them away."

Little Ayu tilted her head, her face full of question marks. Is that so?
But she didn't hear the officer speak.

"Elf, are there any government officials?" Little Ayu decided to ask Tuanzi for help.

At that time, Brother Ayou covered her eyes, but he didn't cover the elf's eyes.

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As a guardian, it cannot lie to the object it protects.

However, the problem can be avoided.

I don't know if they were government officials.

Those people looked well-trained, so Tuanzi's statement wasn't a lie.

Little Ayu heard the elves say this, which means that someone did indeed capture those flower-picking girls back then.

Seeing that Xiao Ayu did not object, Old Mrs. Wang believed half of it.

The other half is, of course, how could it be such a coincidence?

During the Flower Festival, there are many people and many things to do. The town will send officials to maintain order, and the county will temporarily send some constables. The post station will also be temporarily closed, and two or three officials will be transferred out to maintain public order.

Grandma Wang naturally wouldn't ask; she'd just assume it existed, since little Ayu is safe now anyway.

However, the matter concerning the young woman is what Old Mrs. Wang is most concerned about right now.

"Xiao Huai, do you know where those people are now?"

Qin Huai said, "Yesterday, they said they were rushing to the dock to catch a boat, so they must have left Nanhe Town yesterday."

Old Mrs. Wang's face turned pale: "What? They've already left?!"

This news was almost unbearable for Old Mrs. Wang.

Why did they leave?
Old Wang reacted quickly and caught Old Mrs. Wang, his eyes flashing with heartache: "Don't get so emotional, don't hurt yourself."

Old Mrs. Wang mustered her spirits and asked almost hopelessly, "Did you notice anything special about that person? Like, were there any marks on their body?"

"Grandma, Grandma, Ayu knows!" Little Ayu raised her hand high, eager to answer.

Grandma Wang: What do you know?

Xiao Ayu confirmed with Tuanzi in her mind before speaking aloud Tuanzi's observation: "That auntie has flower-shaped scars on her wrists and a red mole below her ear!"

Little Ayu couldn't remember all of this; it was Tuanzi who scanned it back then.

It automatically scans all creatures that appear in its field of vision, and records all special features.

"She's my treasure! She's my treasure!" Old Mrs. Wang seemed to have all her strength drained away, her face alternating between crying and laughing, and a tear suddenly fell from her eye.

She finally realized that her beloved baby was still alive.

My daughter, who had been missing for 17 years, is alive and well!!

Old Wang held his wife tightly, swallowed the bitter taste in his throat, and turned his face away, unable to bear to look at his wife's disheveled appearance any longer.

Wang Chuanman, who had somehow appeared outside the side hall, also had tears in his eyes. He clenched his fists and said with suppressed emotion, "Mother, let me go find my little sister!"

He and Wang Aibao are twins, and if they live close by, they might even have a connection. He is the most suitable person to search for them.

Soup dumplings originated in the Northern Song Dynasty, while xiaolongbao (soup dumplings) originated in the Qing Dynasty. This story is entirely fictional and serves the plot. It will be assumed that xiaolongbao and huajuan (steamed buns) are original creations of the Wang family.
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