Zhu smiled lovingly, "Baby, you can only eat one meat bun. You'll feel bloated if you eat too much."

Mu Baobao was a little unhappy, "Grandma, I'll eat half more, just half, I won't be too full."

Zhu: "...Okay, more than half."

"After half, you can't eat anymore."

It’s not that she was reluctant to feed it to her child, but the baby was too young to eat too much.

Mu Baobao was satisfied and nodded with a smile. It would be nice to eat half a meat bun.

"Oh right," Liu thought of something, "someone has sent quite a few invitations in the past two days. Should we attend?"

Old Man Mu and Mrs. Zhu made it clear that they would not participate. Their old bones were unable to handle such things.

"I think we should select some to participate." Mu Laoer expressed his opinion, "It's okay if we don't participate, but Pingping and the others can't."

"First of all, this is Rongdu, not our village. We need to have interpersonal relationships, right?"

My family agreed.

"We need interpersonal relationships. We can't just stay at home and not interact with people outside."

"Especially children, they need to have their own circle and interact with others more."

Mu Laoer said, "Secondly, Pingping and the others are studying at the Imperial College. They need to interact with others to learn more and understand more."

Mu Pingping and the other children looked at each other. Ever since Mr. Cheng took them to that place last time, they realized that they needed to make more friends.

People from big families can be scary, but making friends with them can be beneficial to them and their families to a certain extent.

"Uncle, we can't just make friends with anyone casually." Mu Pingping said, "If we're not careful, we could easily be tricked."

Mu Lao Er chuckled, "So, the invitation came into play."

"We'll ask Mr. Sang or Doctor Deng to help us find out which invitations are suitable, and then you can go and attend."

"Baby should go too. She can make some friends with kids her own age, and then she'll have playmates."

Mu Baobao was concentrating on eating his meat buns, oblivious to what was happening outside.

Mu Pingping frowned slightly. "Will this be too much trouble for Mr. Sang and Doctor Deng?"

"That's why we asked Dr. Deng to help look after the carriage today."

Mu Niuniu suddenly raised his hand and said, "How about asking for a manager?"

"I heard from my classmates at the Imperial College that they have people in their families who are in charge of many things."

Mu Pingping thought this was a good idea, "Grandpa, Niu Niu is right."

"Our family is no longer the same as it used to be. We need someone to take care of some things. We can't handle everything ourselves."

Father Mu was surprised. "Please, please, steward?"

"Isn't that something only wealthy families have? For a small family like us, it's not a good idea to ask for help."

Mu Pingping and his children have been studying at the Imperial College for a while, and their perspectives have changed a lot, and they look at things differently.

"Grandpa, there are many wealthy families among the guests who come to our house, so we have to ask for a steward."

Mu Pingping pointed out the crux of the matter, "Our family doesn't understand the rules of etiquette. It would be bad if we offended our distinguished guests when we were entertaining them."

Mu Laodi and others had never thought about this problem.

"Pingping has grown up." Mu Laoer was very pleased. "Now you see things very differently."

"Yes, we need to hire... No, we need to buy a steward and a few servants."

"People like Pingping need a servant, and Baobao also needs a maid, so that there will be someone to take care of them when they go out."

"Buy?!" The voices of Mu Laodi and others rose a few notches.

"Am I dreaming? Are we going to buy a slave?"

"I feel a little dizzy, let me take a break."

Mu Pingping and his children accepted it well.

During their time at the Imperial College, they came into contact with too many people from big families and learned too much about their affairs.

In particular, every member of a large family would have servants to serve them.

These slaves would wait at the Imperial College before their masters finished school so that they could take their masters back.

"We don't need servants," Mu Pingping said. "We can just arrange two servants who understand the rules and regulations to accompany us when we go out."

Muniuniu and his children also had the same idea. They could not adapt to having someone take care of them closely.

Mu Baobao still turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and focused on eating his meat buns.

Father Mu swallowed his saliva, feeling nervous and uneasy. "Would it be bad if we, we bought slaves?"

"Even the servants at home, I can't adapt."

He felt uncomfortable all over even when someone was serving him.

Mu Laoer could understand, he was also a little uncomfortable.

"Dad, we have to think about the future of our children."

He swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "The children will be exposed to a lot of people from the extended family. We need to cultivate their awareness in this regard so that they won't be looked down upon."

"We can't rely on others all our lives. We have to rely on ourselves."

Old Man Mu picked up the pipe on the table and tried several times before it lit up.

He took a few strong puffs before making a decision, "Buy it!"

"For the children's future, let's buy a butler and some servants."

This is not the village, they have to abide by the rules here.

Mu Lao Er said, "After we buy a steward and servants, we can let the steward handle things like buying a carriage."

"As for the household chores and entertaining guests, they can be entrusted to the steward and the servants."

He thought of one thing, "The most important thing is, we can consult the steward about the affairs of the big family and the relationship between them."

When Father Mu heard the last point, his reluctance instantly disappeared, "Let's buy it tomorrow!"

"Let's spend a little more money and buy a better steward and three or four servants... Are three or four servants enough?"

Mu Laoer calculated and said, "Three or four might not be enough."

"There have to be two people in the kitchen. We can't just boil water and cook everything for our mother and them."

"There needs to be one person guarding the door, two people cleaning the house, and four or five people taking care of the children."

"Among them, we must buy two or three maids."

Mu Laodi said, "Then we have to buy ten."

"Too many." Zhu was reluctant to spend too much money on slaves. "We can do most of the things."

Mu Laoer was helpless, "Mom, this is not a question of whether or not we can do it."

"When entertaining guests, do you really want to keep them waiting while you boil water for tea?"

"Also, there are many rules for making tea in wealthy families, and we don't understand them."

Father Mu glared at Zhu and said unhappily, "Even if you care about money, you shouldn't care about these things."

"The second brother is right. It's not that we can't do some things, but we can't do them as well as the rich families. We have to rely on servants to do them."

Zhu stopped talking. Either she didn't understand, or she was thinking about the future.

Children will have more places to spend money in the future.

Mu Lao Er thought, "If we want to buy slaves, we should buy those with special skills. Such slaves will be more expensive and harder to buy."

Mu Laosan suggested, "Could you please help Mr. Sang?"

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