The beloved baby has a space

I've already found Chapter 270.

On the second day, right after lunch, Dalang arrived, his mule cart loaded with sugarcane and grain.

Little Ayu ran ahead, calling out to the mule cart, "Big brother, I've been waiting for you for so long!"

Wang Dalang jumped off the cart, caught Xiao Ayu in his arms, tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear, and laughed along with her: "Are you welcoming me, or are you waiting for me to bring you food?"

After saying that, Wang Dalang, as if performing a magic trick, pulled out a small cloth bag from behind him, which contained quite a lot.

One bag contained several dried biscuits, another bag contained wild fruits grown in the field, and the last bag contained dried fruit.

"Apart from the wild fruits, everything else was prepared by other villagers. This dried fruit was specially made for you by your brother Xiaotong. It contains some licorice. Eat some of this after eating too much to help with digestion."

"This is a pancake that your third aunt's sister, who uses a carrying pole, fried especially for you. She didn't give any to anyone else who wanted to eat it."

"These were prepared by everyone, and they're all for you."

Wang Dalang took out one item, and Xiao Ayu exclaimed "Wow!" as she took it to the back. Xiao Ayu asked, "Is it only mine? Doesn't anyone else have one?"

"Of course there are, but you're our village's lucky star, so of course you get the most." Wang Dalang smiled and hung the cloth bag around the neck of the little lamb next to him, letting the lamb carry the things to Xiao Ayu's room first, then carrying Xiao Ayu onto the mule cart, and then unloading the things.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Wulang and the others also came out. They were all very happy to see that it was Wang Dalang.

"Brother, you're a little late today."

I usually arrive in the morning.

Now the roads from the town to the village are generally smooth, because the villagers' lives have improved and they need to buy more things, so they often go to the town.

As they walked, they smoothed out the uneven parts of the road, and even widened some of the narrow sections themselves.

Over time, it will naturally become flat.

Wang Wulang had only asked casually, but Wang Dalang's face suddenly turned red.

"Hey, brother, why are you blushing?" Wang Wulang's eyes darted around as he teased him, "Did you run into someone on the way?"

Wang Dalang raised his voice: "Who could I possibly meet? There's no one on the road, just a little mule!"

"I didn't say anything, why are you making such a fuss? Isn't this just like, 'protesting too much'?"

Wang Erlang gently reminded him, "Brother has already been talking about marriage, so don't say anything carelessly and ruin his reputation."

"Oh right, how's the marriage proposal coming along, brother? It's been several months already, surely you haven't found anyone you like yet? I'm telling you, brother, don't set your sights too high. Although our family is doing a bit better, we're still peasants after all!" Wang Wulang put his hands behind his back, striking a pose of an old man.

As a result, Wang Dalang tapped him on the head.

Wang Dalang: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and take the things back. I still need to lead the mule to the back to feed it."

Wang Dalang untied the mule from the cart and led it to the back yard where livestock were kept, pretending not to notice the inquisitive looks from his younger brothers.

"Look, big brother's got a guilty conscience, there's definitely something fishy going on!"

"Could it be that she had some romantic encounter on the road? That's what the storytellers say."

"Even if there were a romantic encounter, it would definitely be either seeing a ghost or a fairy!"

"Big brother is almost 17. You're not going to end up like fourth uncle, not waiting until you're 20 to get married, are you? By then I'll be too old!"

"Anyway, if our eldest brother doesn't get married, we can't get married either. If I had known I would be the eldest brother, I definitely wouldn't be picky and would just find any girl to be my wife." "That's right, what's there to be picky about? The girls in our village are all very nice."

Everyone was talking amongst themselves, mostly in a joking tone, and no one noticed that Xiao Ayu was listening very attentively.

After hearing what her brothers said, Xiao Ayu didn't rush to eat the food they had brought her. Instead, she ran to find Old Mrs. Wang.

Grandma Wang was drinking tea, a newly arrived Biluochun tea from the grocery store. It wasn't considered a high-quality tea, but it had a sweet aftertaste. With the Wang family's special water, it had a unique flavor after being brewed.

"Grandma, why doesn't big brother have a wife yet? He's getting old!" Little Ayu shouted before she even reached Grandma Wang.

"Pfft!" Old Mrs. Wang accidentally spat out a little tea.

She pretended to be calm, took out a handkerchief, wiped the tea off her hands, and then looked at Xiao Ayu.

"Who told you that?" What do you mean by getting old? Dalang is only 16 this year. No matter how old he is, he can't compare to her, a 50-year-old old woman.

Little Ayu: "The brothers are all talking about this. They just asked our eldest brother if he had encountered anything on the road, and he blushed. Then they started talking about our eldest brother's wife..."

Little Ayu rattled off a whole story, and Old Mrs. Wang actually pondered it for a while.

Grandma Wang had previously stated that she would not interfere in her grandchildren's marriages unless it came down to the point where an elder needed to preside over the wedding. In that case, she would naturally take charge.

The old matchmaker was driven away, and the new matchmaker didn't dare to offend the Wang family. A matchmaker had already come to their door to make arrangements, promising to act as a matchmaker for the Wang family.

Grandma Wang didn't care much about this. In the countryside, people valued matchmakers, but in the town, they didn't. Many people skipped matchmakers altogether and got married because they disliked them.

Some people even directly treat their own family members as matchmakers, thus fulfilling the traditional matchmaker's promise.

"Grandma, if my eldest brother doesn't get married, does that mean the younger brothers can't get married either?" Little Ayu suddenly became worried. "If my brothers don't get married, does that mean I can't either?"

Grandma Wang found it amusing: "You're only three years old this year, what are you thinking about getting married? Your older brother has found a girl he likes, and they'll get married soon, so there's no need for you to rush it."

Little Ayu: "If we find someone, can we get married right away?"

"You could say that." Anyway, 16 is the age to get married. Some families who are particular about marriage can wait a couple more years. If they want to get married sooner, it's perfectly fine to get married now.

Little Ayu quickly said, "Can I be number one? I've already found someone!"

"Cough cough... What?!" Old Mrs. Wang was truly choked this time.

Have you found it?
What have you found?

Have you found a girl to marry yet?
"Who are you looking for?" The question came not from Old Mrs. Wang, but from Wang Chuanman, who was planning to go out today.

While working for Manager Zhou, Wang Chuanman would find an opportunity to come back and stay for a day or two each month.

Just as I was about to greet Grandma Wang, I heard what Xiao Ayu said.

Without a second thought, little Ayu said, "Brother Ayou, we've already agreed that we'll be husband and wife when we grow up! Big brother is so silly, you can't even find someone as fast as me!"

As she said this, Xiao Ayu's face was full of pride.

Wang Chuanman, however, seemed to have been struck by lightning.

When did this happen?!
(End of this chapter)