The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 50 He's a headache

At this moment, more than a hundred miles away from Yongding County, several carriages were slowly moving. Around the carriages were a dozen or so men dressed as servants, each holding a round wooden stick. Their steps were steady, and their eyes were sharp; they were clearly all skilled in martial arts.

A moment later, the caravan stopped in the woods, and a cough came from the second carriage.

Someone walked beside them and asked softly, "Young master, you must be tired from your journey. Shall we rest here for a while?"

After a long while, a young boy's voice came from inside the carriage, muffledly replying, "Mm."

As they were resting, another group passed by, a group of maids and servants protecting a scarlet sedan chair.

"Second Miss, there's an open space ahead, but it's been taken," a maid whispered beside the sedan chair. "Should we ask them to move aside?"

The young girl lifted the sedan curtain, revealing a pretty face.

Seeing the scene before me, I was immediately delighted.

Unexpectedly, in this desolate wilderness, we actually encountered a second wealthy family.

Such a grand display must be from the rich and powerful!

She immediately stepped down from the sedan chair and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, I am tired from my journey and would like to rest here for a while. Would you please move over a little?"

When she talks to people like this, there's basically nothing she can't get done.

After all, her face is now both beautiful and adorable.

She exudes an air of nobility; no one could possibly refuse her.

This time, not only did the people inside the sedan chair not respond, but even the people outside didn't give her a second glance.

They simply ignored her.

What's wrong with these people? They completely ignore pretty girls!

The girl gritted her teeth inwardly.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard a cough coming from somewhere.

The cough was so bad it felt like the lungs were going to come out.

The girl's face changed.

Holy crap, this coughing fit could be tuberculosis!
In ancient times, with such a low level of medical care, wouldn't people die from this disease?!
The girl took two steps back, then two more, and quickly climbed into the sedan chair. She said to the others, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't get involved with that tuberculosis devil!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "whoosh" sound, and something flew directly towards the girl's sedan chair, scaring her half to death.

He turned his head shakily and saw that it was a round wooden stick about two fingers thick, which was embedded directly into the wooden plank of the sedan chair!
Girl: "!!!!"

Omg!

Is this...is this even scientific?!

Could this be some kind of evil cult?!
Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! We'll leave right away, we'll leave right away!" The girl apologized hastily, and seeing that the other party was not moving, she urged the terrified sedan bearers to hurry up and leave.

"Run!"

The sedan chair carriers also saw the wooden stick and were terrified.

They lifted the sedan chair and walked very fast, as if a ghost were chasing them.

The girl in the sedan chair was jolted and disoriented, bumping around inside. Her hair was disheveled, her hairpins were in disarray, and her clothes were wrinkled. She was a complete mess, but she dared not ask to stop.

Just kidding, my life is more important!
As they fled, a boy's unusually cold voice came from inside the sedan chair, innocent yet indifferent.

"Red Armor, take care of it."

A man dressed as a servant stepped forward, bowed his head, and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he gripped the wooden stick in his hand tightly, and with a light step, he was about to chase after the fleeing carriage and its entourage.

"Wait! Young benefactor, do not commit murder. Do not forget your mother's instructions." A steady voice came from another carriage.

After a long while, the boy's voice came: "Go back."

"Yes."

Red Armor retreated to its original position.

"Amitabha." The group continued on their way, and no one paid any attention to this incident.

In Yongding County, Zhang Zhan sat at his desk for a long time without moving. When his servants came to invite him to dinner, he did not respond at all.

When County Magistrate Cao came to discuss matters, he happened to see Zhang Zhan looking utterly dejected and asked in surprise, "Lord Zhang, is something troubling you?"

"Ugh, this is so annoying." Zhang Zhan rubbed his forehead, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

"Sir, why don't you tell me? I'll listen." County Magistrate Cao wasn't particularly curious, but Zhang Zhan's expression was so distressed that he couldn't ignore it.

"Sigh! I'm busy right now, and my family thought I was idle, so they sent me a child."

County Magistrate Cao asked, "A child are you sending? How old is he? Should I send someone to pick him up?"

Zhang Zhan picked up the letter and looked at it again, his brow furrowed so deeply it could kill a fly.

When he received the letter, the other party had already left more than a month ago, so judging by the time, it should arrive in the next couple of days.

"Forget it, don't worry about him. That kid is a real headache." Zhang Zhan's face was full of unspeakable frustration, and he didn't want to mention it at all. "You go about your business, let me calm down."

The thought of that child gave him a huge headache.

My family doesn't know what they're thinking. Does he seem like the kind of person who can take good care of children?

Besides, is he really that free?!

Ugh!
At that moment, the Wang family was happily eating steamed buns.

Three pounds of wheat flour can't make many steamed buns, but it's a rare treat for the family, and each member of the Wang family gets at least one.

Grandma Wang didn't specifically save an extra one for Xiao Ayu this time because there wasn't enough material to make one.

But Old Mrs. Wang broke her own off, keeping most of it, and handed it to Liu: "Keep it for now, put it in the stove to warm at night, and give it to Ayu when she's hungry."

She said of the remaining half, "Cut this up, stick it to the side of the pot, and give it to those nasty bastards."

Before Liu could speak, Wang Chuanman had already handed his back: "Give it to Ayu, I don't like steamed buns."

Inside the house, Wang Chuangui, lying on the bed, said to his wife, Ma, "It would be a waste for me to eat this. You should take it and give it to the children."

Ma smiled and said, "This is what your mother gave you. You can eat it. Take mine to the children."

The grandsons really wanted to eat the steamed buns. They took them in their hands and immediately ate several big bites.

The two gluttons, Wang Liulang and Wang Qilang, devoured the steamed buns in no time.

Wang Wulang had also eaten most of his food when he saw Xiao Ayu slowly eating a steamed bun next to him. He suddenly stopped and remembered that Xiao Ayu had wanted to eat a steamed bun before.

"Sister Ayu, here, take this." Wang Wulang suppressed his immense reluctance and handed over the steamed bun in his hand.

“Your bun has so much saliva on it, Sister Ayu might get diarrhea if she eats it.” Wang Silang walked over and handed her a half-broken steamed bun.

"You can have mine."

Seeing that his younger brothers all wanted to leave the steamed buns for their sister, Wang Dalang smiled and said, "You can eat them yourselves. I'm the eldest brother, so I'll leave mine for my sister."

"Alright! Are you all acting out the story of Kong Rong giving away pears? Hurry up and eat them, or don't eat them at all!" Old Mrs. Wang shouted, startling the boys so much that they almost dropped their steamed buns.

Little Ayu wasn't scared at all. Holding the steamed bun, her rosy cheeks were full of happiness: "Mmm, the steamed bun is so delicious! Ayu doesn't want her brother's, we'll eat it together. When Ayu grows up, she'll give you steamed buns every day!"

"…Honey, you can aim a little higher."

Tuanzi saw that the snake in the space had disappeared, leaving only a pile of white sheep and white steamed buns.

Why is this child's ambition so low?
Having had egg drop soup, meat buns, and even tasted pheasant meat, why are you still craving steamed buns?

Little Ayu smiled, her eyes crinkling with satisfaction: "Little fairy, the steamed buns are very good."

Little Ayu thought to herself, "It must be because the elves can't get any steamed buns that they think they're not so good."

[...] Whatever makes you happy.

As Tuanzi was pondering how to elevate her son's aspirations, she suddenly sensed a special energy approaching.

Ok?
【Oh, honey, we have a special mission!】

If you complete this, your family could eat steamed buns every day!

(End of this chapter)