The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 169 The People the Wang Family Owes
Amidst the boundless anticipation of the Wang family, Wang Chuanman set off.

Liu was the most worried, and for the next few days she was absent-minded and couldn't muster the energy to do anything.

He would occasionally glance out the door.

When it's her turn to cook, it's either too salty or too bland.

The others didn't say anything, but Old Mrs. Wang called Liu into her room: "The fourth son is going out. Do you have a problem with this old woman? Do you wish I could go in his place?"

Liu was terrified: "Mother, what are you saying? How am I supposed to face this? I'm just worried about my husband. He's never been this far before. I wonder if he'll run into any trouble on the way."

"Where do you think we came from?" Old Mrs. Wang wanted to say something sarcastic, but thinking that Liu was indeed very fond of her husband, she felt that being sarcastic would seem heartless.

There's no need to upset your daughter-in-law.

She thought for a moment and said, "Didn't the fourth brother tell you? He and Aibao were born on the road of fleeing famine. In those six years, we traveled to almost all of Dachang. He has traveled far more than you can imagine."

In those days, war was frequent, and there was nowhere to find peace.

They can only keep moving and leaving; there's no way they can stay in one place for long.

"The fourth brother has the best sense of direction. This is not an innate ability, but one that he has learned step by step. Even though others have crossed the mountains countless times, he knows which places no one has been before. He always takes Aibao with him to those untouched places to find food."

“I’m only letting my second son study now, and I’m afraid you all resent that I’m favoring him. You don’t need to rush to refute me. It’s only natural that you have resentment in your hearts. My second son is the most talented in studying. For a while, we went with an old teacher. He learned a lot of poetry and literature, and he even earned a few meals of rice for the family by teaching the children of the rich.”

"The other children's talents do not lie in this."

"Leaving aside the eldest son's honesty and kindness, the third son is the most quick-witted and adept at understanding people's hearts, but he doesn't have much talent for studying. I'm telling you all this for no particular reason, just so you know that I'm not a fair and impartial mother-in-law, but I'm not heartless either. Most of their life paths are chosen by themselves. The second son's love for studying is one example, and the fourth son's search for someone is another. They have their own plans and won't act without a purpose."

This was the first time that Old Mrs. Wang had spoken so frankly with Mrs. Liu, and she deliberately raised her voice when she mentioned the second son.

It was because they heard Xiao Zhang's footsteps, which suddenly became lighter.

Presumably, Xiao Zhangshi came back for something and happened to overhear it outside.

Wang Chuanman never said these words to Liu, firstly because he felt it was unnecessary, and secondly because he was afraid that she would feel bad if she heard them.

There's not much to remember about the torment I endured as a child.

What's more, they also lost their younger sister, and every time they think about it, they suffer.

Liu looked ashamed as she listened: "Mother, I really didn't mean that. Your daughter-in-law isn't ungrateful..."

She had those little thoughts of hers, of course, but they were fleeting.

None of us are saints; who doesn't have some distracting thoughts?

Once you understand it, everything becomes clear.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhang turned around and went to find Wang Chuanyuan to ask about what Old Mrs. Wang had said.

Little Zhang asked, "Has Mother discussed the matter of his second uncle wanting to go to school with you?"

Wang Chuanyuan: "Yes, I asked. My mother even asked the four of us if we wanted to study together, but I refused on the spot."

“Why refuse? Your second brother can study, and you’re even younger than him, so you can try too.” Little Zhang felt that their family was now more well-off, and even if they didn’t take the imperial examinations, it would be good to at least have some basic literacy skills.

Wang Chuanyuan shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no, I'm perfectly fine with learning arithmetic. Being able to keep track of the accounts at the steamed bun shop and run the business well is enough. I'm not cut out for studying. Back when my family didn't have to flee famine, my mother taught us to read… sigh, never mind—"

He was beaten a lot back then, and his father was punished along with him.

Because Old Mrs. Wang always said that her sons were so stupid, they must have taken after Old Mr. Wang.

I will cry if I continue.

"Mother is educated?" Little Zhang thought of her maternal home, a place where boys were favored over girls. The sons in the family were not sent to school, let alone the daughters.

Is my aunt's family different?
They actually dared to send their mother-in-law to school.

"Haven't you heard your mother scold people? Not only is it never the same, but it doesn't even contain a single swear word. Doesn't that show how learned your mother is?"

Ms. Zhang: "..." She really hadn't thought of that.

As for Liu, after talking with Old Madam Wang, the knot in her heart finally dissipated.

She realized that she didn't know her husband well enough.

Moreover, she should give her husband more trust. Little Ayu also noticed that her mother hadn't been very happy lately, so she would cling to Liu Shi after school every day.

She stopped going to play with her brothers and stopped talking to Qin Huai.

Even in the afternoon, when Chijia continued teaching martial arts to a few children, Xiao Ayu didn't go.

She wants to stay with her mother.

With Xiao Ayu by her side, Liu finally recovered and was no longer so awkward.

Seeing the worried look in Xiao Ayu's eyes, Liu felt a little ashamed.

These past few days she's been so focused on her own emotions that she hasn't noticed the negative impact she's had on her child.

So on this day, Liu decided to take Xiao Ayu out for a stroll in the street.

While I'm at it, I'll also buy some common flowers and plants that I've already planted, and tidy up the yard a bit more.

Vegetables have already been planted in the small yard, and the remaining space is planned to be used for flowers and plants.

The peach tree that was originally in front of the steamed bun shop was moved to the yard after the Flower Festival. Many of the flowers were shaken off, but Xiao Ayu dripped two drops of Wanling Water on it, and the peach tree was finally not killed by the ordeal.

It also attracted several birds, who stayed on the peach tree every day and refused to leave.

"Ayu, come on, let's go to the street and pick out some fabric." Ma's craftsmanship was excellent, and the weather was about to get warmer, so Old Mrs. Wang took out some money and asked Liu to go to the fabric shop to buy some fabric and bring it back to make clothes for Ma.

They went to the cloth shop, picked out a few bolts of cloth, had the shopkeeper wrap them up, and then delivered them to Old Wang's house.

The shopkeeper smiled and saw them to the door: "Don't worry, sirs, my waiter will bring it to you in a moment."

"Then I'll trouble you." Liu smiled and led Xiao Ayu to the pastry shop.

Little Ayu has recently taken a liking to hibiscus flower cakes, so Liu bought a few pieces. However, they had just come out carrying the things.

Before the greedy little Ayu could even take a bite, someone suddenly ran out from the side, grabbed the flower cake from her hand, and snatched it away before she could even notice.

"Oh dear, my little cake!" Little Ayu was pulled and stumbled, landing on her bottom on the ground. Her little mouth pouted as she looked at the person who had run away quickly, her face full of grievance.

Liu quickly helped little Ayu up: "Ayu, are you alright? Did you hurt yourself anywhere? Let your mother take a look."

Little Ayu didn't care about herself at all: "My Gaogao, Mother, Gaogao!"

It's so expensive!

Hibiscus flower cake, five coins a piece. My third uncle and aunt have to sell a lot of steamed buns and mantou to buy one piece.

Ayu couldn't bear to finish her food; she would only take a small bite each time, leaving the rest for her brother and the adults.

Now it's all gone!
Hidden among the crowd, the person who was originally protecting Qin Huai saw Xiao Ayu's tearful expression and remembered the young master's instructions.

"Protecting Ayu is like protecting me."

The man hesitated for only a moment before running forward and quickly catching up with the person who had snatched the hibiscus cake.

"Stop! Give me back what you stole!" the man said coldly.

Unexpectedly, the person who snatched the hibiscus cake panicked upon hearing this and stuffed all the hibiscus paste into their mouth.

His mouth is bulging.

She swallowed it down with all her might.

He was so choked up that his eyes rolled back.

"Spit it out!" the man frowned.

That would probably cause someone to choke to death.

The person being grabbed shook their head frantically.

In a hoarse, almost inaudible voice, he said, "It's their family that owes our family!"

(End of this chapter)