I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

After the goat milk was cooked, Song Manman poured it into a cup and handed it to Song Yi, saying, "Try it everyone. This goat milk tastes good. Xiao Zhan can have a sip."

"Mom, mom, I want to drink goat's milk." After saying that, Shen Zhen's eyes followed the cup of goat's milk.

"Okay, I'll give you some to try first."

Song Manman didn't dare pour too much for Shen Zhen. She only poured a small cup for Shen Zhen, fearing that Shen Zhen might not be used to it.

After drinking a small cup of goat milk, Shen Zhen held up the empty cup and looked at Song Manman with sparkling eyes, "Mom, drink a little more."

After pouring another glass for Shen Zhen, Song Manman poured herself a glass and took a sip.

"I didn't expect that goat's milk with honey would taste so good. It's a pity that there doesn't seem to be any goat's milk in Kyoto." After drinking a glass of goat's milk, Tao Shaoshao said with some regret.

Hearing this, Little Orange patted his chest and said proudly, "Second Aunt, there is Little Orange, Little Orange has a sheep mother!"

"Wow! Our little orange has a sheep mother! Auntie forgot about it."

"In the future, if aunt wants to drink goat's milk, you can tell Xiaojuzi. Xiaojuzi will take care of it." After saying that, Xiaojuzi waved his hand as if to be generous.

"Okay, then auntie won't be polite to Xiaojuzi." Holding Xiaojuzi in her arms, Tao Shaoshao kissed her cheek and said with a smile.

After drinking two buckets of goat milk, Song Manman and her nephews returned the remaining goat milk to the staff.

The staff member took out a stack of loose change, counted it, handed it to Song Manman, and said, "This is your wages for today."

Song Manman looked at the change in astonishment and asked, "This... I get paid for helping you milk the goats!"

"Yes! This was decided by our boss. He said it would provide an opportunity for the villagers who have no income nearby to make money."

Hearing this, Song Manman nodded, counted the money in her hand, divided the money according to the number of buckets each nephew squeezed, and handed it to them one by one.

Looking at the tiny amount of money in his hand, Ling Zheng pursed his lips and said, "It seems that making money is even more difficult now."

"Brother is right, it's so hard to make money." Glancing down at the penny in her hand, Little Orange pouted her pink lips.

Song Manman glanced at the brother and sister and said, "It's good to know. It's not easy to make money, so you must cherish every penny you earn and don't waste it casually!"

"No, Little Orange is the most thrifty."

Looking at Xiaojuzi's little dress and the fashionable little leather shoes on her feet, Song Manman smiled without saying anything.

My daughter is quite frugal, but her father is not.

Just the clothes that Xiaojuzi is wearing cost less than a hundred yuan. There is no doubt that they were bought by a Mr. Shen.

After returning home, Xiaojuzi stuck to Song Manman and asked in a low voice: "Mom, how much money do I have left?"

"what happened?"

"Mom, will I starve to death?"

Hearing these innocent and romantic words, Song Manman couldn't help but burst out laughing, rubbed Xiaojuzi's head, and replied: "No."

"Let me see!"

Song Manman carried Xiaojuzi back to the room, took out Xiaojuzi's passbook and handed it to her, saying, "See, you are a real rich woman!" After that, Song Manman pinched Xiaojuzi's nose.

Little Orange opened the passbook and climbed on the bed, counting the zeros on the passbook seriously. The more he counted, the more confused he became. "Mom, how much money is this?"