The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 32 Doubts
Little Ayu shook her head: "No." She was holding soy milk, which contained a magical potion.

If you are skilled, you can easily boil one pound of soybeans into ten pounds of soy milk without losing the flavor of the soybeans.

Grandma Wang took out more than ten catties of soybeans and boiled nearly three hundred catties of soy milk.

Three large pots of soy milk were boiled and distributed to various households, so that almost everyone could have a sip.

Naturally, he couldn't poop properly.

Village Chief Hu also drank a few sips. He really wanted to hold on, because he couldn't be disrespectful to the officials who came to provide disaster relief, but he just couldn't hold on any longer.

With a green face, he said, "Gentlemen, I am truly sorry!" and then hurriedly ran away clutching his stomach.

The officials' expressions were quite interesting; what was wrong with these villagers?

So what if I'm poisoned?
"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?" The head constable looked grim; something was strange about this village.

Seeing them like this reminded Zhang Zhan of some things he didn't want to recall.

"It's alright, they don't seem to be poisoned." Their expressions weren't painful, indicating it wasn't an upset stomach either.

Old Wang's family and the rest of the family are still alive. They had already had a thorough bout of diarrhea after drinking the "miracle water," so they can still tolerate it now.

The Wanling Water is primarily for restoring vitality. It has a noticeable effect on people with physical damage, and for those without significant physical damage, it strengthens the body and improves hearing and vision.

"Gentlemen, you must be tired from walking, right? Come, take a rest and I'll bring you some soy milk."

Everyone in the village had run away, so Old Mrs. Wang had no choice but to go up and serve them. Remembering that there was still half a bucket of soy milk left at home, she immediately pointed to one of her sons and told him to go and get it.

Zhang Zhan wanted to say no, but seeing that the officials behind him were indeed tired, he realized that they didn't need to.

What's more, it's soy milk, which is a rare treat this month.

During disasters, it is rare to have food that has been stored for a long time.

Old Wang's seven sons watched as Wang Chuanman brought over the soy milk, and the officials drank it down from the wooden ladles, one sip at a time.

Wang Wulang asked, almost as if possessed, "Sister Ayu, you didn't pour water into the soy milk, did you?"

Little Ayu nodded with a smile, her expression full of admiration: "Fifth Brother, you're so amazing!"

Wow, that was the first one that came to mind!

Old Wang's Seven Horses: !!!
Then, he watched helplessly as a group of officials searched everywhere for a latrine.

Only Zhang Zhan remained standing, asking uncertainly, "Your soy milk—wasn't it boiled?"

Grandma Wang: "...That shouldn't be the case."

She clearly remembered that it had been boiled—

At this moment, Grandma Wang looked at the bewildered little Ayu beside her and immediately realized what was going on.

His eyes widened, then returned to normal in an instant.

Thinking back to when my family members had diarrhea, they felt much better, especially my second son who was lying in bed and my husband, who both said their legs felt much better.

Is it true, or are they just making things up?

Grandma Wang pondered for a moment, then walked towards Xiao Ayu without making a sound.

He tucked the child closer to him and forced a smile: "This old woman watched it cook, and it's boiling. Perhaps you gentlemen are a bit tired from your long journey, and drinking hot soy milk might be too much for your bodies."

Zhang Zhan had a look that said, "I think you're kidding me." Was he really that easy to fool?

"Sir, sir, I am so sorry!" Just then, Village Chief Hu ran back.

I felt so relaxed after using the toilet, I almost felt lightheaded.

Unlike ordinary diarrhea, they didn't eat much in their stomachs; their stomachs were basically empty.

It only took about fifteen minutes. The other villagers also returned one after another, and everyone shared their thoughts.

"I haven't felt this light and carefree in years!"

"To be honest, I was really hungry a few days ago and felt like I had upset my stomach, but now it doesn't hurt as much."

"My wrist strength has recovered a bit, that's strange!"

"Now that you mention it, it's true. Before, I couldn't get up from the toilet for at least fifteen minutes, but now it's only been a short while..."

Zhang Zhan silently took a step back.

This is a group of villagers with a unique character.

Fortunately, the officials returned quickly, and they felt much more relaxed, but the effect was slightly less than that on the villagers.

The officials wanted to discuss it further, but Zhang Zhan waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's distribute the grain!"

He was afraid he would throw up if he continued talking.

If those guys in Wanning City knew about this, they'd probably laugh at him to death.

As Zhang Zhan had said before, each family received their share of grain, and the Wang family, with its large population, received an extra portion.

However, Xiao Ayu has not been registered in Hujia Village yet, so she is not on the roster.

Village Chief Hu quickly said, "Sir, this little child is also from our village. He's too young to be registered yet. You see—"

In fact, very few people in the village register their children's household registration, especially children under the age of 7. They often can't afford to raise them. Although registering a household registration provides some security, it also requires paying more taxes in spring and autumn. Most families don't register their children's household registration.

Girls don't get married; they only wait until they get married, when their maternal family is good enough to register their household registration, or they go directly to their husband's family to register their household registration.

Old Wang's family is an exception in the village. Their children are all registered as soon as their wives finish their postpartum confinement period, without any delay.

“We’ll proceed according to the roster first.” Zhang Zhan wasn’t going to make an exception, but he still kindly reminded him, “The snow on the official road will melt in two days, then we can go to the county town to register your household then.”

Wang Chuanman quickly replied, "Okay, okay."

They brought limited food supplies, and they needed to ensure that most people could have food, especially those on the roster.

Then we will see if there is a surplus, and then we will count the population without household registration and provide subsidies to this population.

After distributing the grain to Hujia Village, Zhang Zhan led his men and the remaining grain to Shanyang Village.

There is a fork in the road between the two villages. Shanyang Village should have arrived first, but Zhang Zhan wanted to help Hujia Village more, so he came here first.

Zhang Zhan left three officials behind, instructing them to wait there while he went to investigate the practice of exchanging children for food, as this matter would remain a potential problem if not handled properly.

The villagers received the grain and went home happily. No matter what tomorrow brings, they must have a full meal today!
Grandma Wang held onto little Ayu tightly, urging her sons and grandsons to carry the grain back.

"Mother, we received relief food today, let's cook some dry rice!" Little Zhang shouted from afar, lying in the house.

"Eat, eat, eat!" Old Mrs. Wang yelled at her impatiently. "Can you sit up and scoop it up, or can you walk over and swallow it? You don't get any rice to cook, so go and drink your porridge!"

Ms. Zhang: "..." So the injured have no human rights?

Even so, Old Mrs. Wang turned to Mrs. Feng and said, "Tonight, cook a whole pot of brown rice."

The younger grandchildren immediately cheered, "Yay!"

Little Ayu followed her brothers' example, clenching her little fists and raising them above her head: "Yay!"

Grandma Wang was initially annoyed, but seeing her like this, she couldn't help but laugh, though she still held it in and kept a serious face.

"You, you." Old Mrs. Wang tapped her forehead, turned and went into the house, "Come inside with me."

The strangeness of that soy milk always needs to be clarified.

(End of this chapter)