The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 291 Villagers

Outside the door stood Hu Sanpang, carrying a basin of goat milk.

Little Ayu dressed herself, washed her face, and with her hair all disheveled, opened the door and ran into the yard.

Upon seeing Hu Sanpang, she sweetly greeted, "Brother Sanpang, what brings you here?"

"I'm bringing you goat milk." Hu Sanpang looked at Xiao Ayu's messy hair and thought she was even cuter.

As expected of Sister Ayu, she looks so beautiful even like this.

Unlike his sister-in-law, who went out to fetch water to wash her face without combing her hair last time, Hu Sanpang almost fainted when he saw her with her hair all frizzy and her unhappy expression.

He screamed, "A ghost!"

Then, his sister-in-law chased him for five acres of land with a washbasin.

Little Ayu hasn't had goat's milk in a long time. People in town don't drink cow's milk or goat's milk, saying they're filthy.

We only give it to babies who have been weaned and have no other choice.

Little Ayu liked it very much.

It has a creamy, milky flavor, and it tastes even better with sugar.

"Thank you, Brother Sanpang." Little Ayu thanked him, and Tangyuan quickly put down what he was holding, took the goat milk, and put it in the kitchen.

"Sanpang, bring the goat milk over here. Does your sister-in-law know?"

Widow Zhou is a formidable woman; no one can get a free ride on her property.

Hu Sanpang nodded: "I know. Yesterday, Sister Ayu gave me a bag of candy, and my sister-in-law said that she would give Sister Ayu goat milk every day from now on."

It just so happens that their sheep gave birth, so milking them is no trouble at all.

I just don't know if their little lambs will be as good as Sister Ayu's lambs.

The kids in their village had been craving them for a long time, but the lambs that had been born before were all weak and feeble.

My little sister Ayu's lamb is the best; it was big enough to carry her when she was little.

Now it has grown into a large goat, with very beautiful horns and snow-white fur, and its strength is undeniable.

If the Wang family is willing to let it ride the sheep cart, there shouldn't be any problem.

People dared to eat sheep and milk them, but dared not ride in sheep-drawn carts. This was because the Great Chang Kingdom stipulated that only nobles could build sheep-drawn carts and have sheep carry their loads.

If other ordinary people did this, they would be fined at best, and imprisoned at worst!
After receiving the goat's milk, Grandma Wang helped Little Ayu comb her hair.

Feng helped her boil the goat milk and added a little sugar. Little Ayu wanted to share it with everyone, but everyone said they didn't want to drink it.

She offered some to Tangyuan, but Tangyuan shook her head.

Little Ayu said, "Sister Tangyuan, you're too thin! Look, I've gained weight here, here, here, but you haven't."

Tangyuan couldn't refuse and glanced at Old Mrs. Wang.

Old Mrs. Wang sneered at her: "Why are you looking at me? Can I milk you or serve you tea and water? When Ayu talks to you, just listen to Ayu. If you want to be a servant, then act like a servant!"

Tangyuan lowered her head in fear: "Yes."

Little Ayu pouted at Grandma Wang: "Grandma, I told you not to call Sister Tangyuan a servant! She's family, she's my friend!"

The teacher taught us that servants are like cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs; they can be beaten, scolded, and even bought and sold.

Sister Tangyuan is not.

Grandma Wang hummed in agreement, remaining noncommittal.

It's a good thing that your own children will protect their own.

After delivering the goat milk, Hu Sanpang wanted to take Xiao Ayu out to play, but seeing that Old Lady Wang was in charge, he had no choice but to slip away.

No sooner had he left than several more people came over, bringing various gifts, such as smoked meat, salted duck eggs, fried bean flour, or beetroot.

These are all things that require effort to obtain.

Now that the Wang family is wealthy, they send inexpensive clothes and fabrics, or hair accessories, which aren't very attractive.

Why not send some food from the village? That way, we can at least raise little Ayu.

Grandma Wang accepted everything that came her way.

Compared to the gifts they gave out, accepting these isn't considered greedy.

When the village chief's wife arrived with the wives of several clan elders, Old Mrs. Wang said, "Don't leave yet, I have something to tell you."

(End of this chapter)