The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 66 is not a donkey dung ball.
"Don't worry about the money. Getting well now is the biggest help you can give me."

After saying that, Grandma Wang didn't care what Wang Chuangui thought, and turned around and went out of the house to greet Xiao Ayu.

Wang Chuangui watched his mother's retreating figure and swallowed back the words in his heart. He actually wanted to tell his mother that his legs seemed to have regained some feeling in the past few days.

But he didn't know if it was just his imagination.

But if it weren't for these legs, their family wouldn't be so in debt, not to mention the huge sum of money their parents owed.

With one less breadwinner and one less person to earn money, the family has gained someone who is a burden, making life exceptionally difficult.

"Five years have passed, what are you still hoping for!" Wang Chuangui suddenly punched his leg hard.

The next moment, his expression froze.

“Hiss—it hurts!”

He was in so much pain he almost screamed, but his face showed not pain, but ecstasy.

"Ayu, did you find something good to show Grandma?" Grandma Wang's loud voice rang out, making Wang Chuangui also restrain his expression.

Let's wait a little longer; it will just hurt, it doesn't mean it's healed.

On the way, Wang Wulang and the others tried several times to persuade Ayu to throw the things away, but Ayu was very stubborn and insisted on bringing them back to show her grandmother and mother.

Not only did she refuse to give up her own, but she also forbade them to give up theirs.

The boys felt dejected, already anticipating the scene of being beaten and howling in pain.

Sigh, my sister won't listen to them.

Oh well, I guess I'll just have to spoil my little sister.

So what if I get a beating? I can just bear it and it'll pass.

We can't just take away Ayu's things and then throw them away, can we?

As soon as Xiao Ayu reached the gate of the courtyard, Old Wang saw from afar that his grandsons following behind seemed to be carrying something in their pockets.

As they slowly approached, Old Wang frowned deeply when he saw what was in their pockets: "What are you doing bringing back these donkey dung balls?!"

Wang Chuanman happened to overhear this, leaned over to take a look, and burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, these unlucky kids, don't they feel the stench?"

“It was Sister Ayu who told us to pick it up…” Wang Qilang muttered softly.

Wang Chuanman's smile froze, and he turned his gaze to Xiao Ayu, where he saw a hurt expression on his daughter's face.

He hurriedly said, "Hmm, I don't think this looks like a donkey dung ball. Donkey dung balls are smooth, but this looks a bit bumpy. It's not as nice-looking as a donkey dung ball..."

The more she talked, the sadder Xiao Ayu became.

As soon as Grandma Wang stepped outside, she saw Little Ayu with her lips pursed, looking like she was about to cry.

"Oh dear, my sweet baby, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy again?"

“Dad said something to me.” Little Ayu stuck out her little finger and pointed at Wang Chuanman.

Grandma Wang heard what was said earlier, and without thinking, she grabbed something from the side and threw it over.

"Wang Chuanman! You're the stupid donkey dung, all you do is bully this and that. How old are you? Can't you be a little more sensible? Seeing your mother will shorten your lifespan by ten years. Get out of my way!"

Wang Chuanman was already used to being scolded by his mother. He dodged things that were thrown at him with practiced ease.

He grinned and said, "Hey, Mom, I didn't know that Ayu picked it up."

If he had known, he wouldn't have been willing to say it to his precious daughter.

"Hey, my basket!" Old Wang shouted hurriedly, "Quickly pick it up for me, or your old father will have to do it!"

Wang Chuanman: "..."

The grandsons dared not move, all standing in a row in the yard, each with "donkey dung balls" in their pockets.

He looked like he was waiting to get beaten up.

“It’s what Sister Ayu wanted…” Wang Liulang said softly.

Wang Wulang replied, "We agreed to it too!"

After saying that, he gestured towards Liu Lang with his lip. Little sister A Yu is still so young; how could she bear it if she were hit?
Liu Lang is really something, how could he give away such a cute little sister?
"Ayu, are you tired? Come, let Grandma see what good things you've found."

That being said, Old Mrs. Wang didn't think that Little Ayu could find anything good.

Little Ayu obediently handed over her little flower basket, peeled off the large leaves covering it, and held it up in her hand like a treasure.

"Grandma, look, there are so many!"

At first glance, Grandma Wang also thought that it was donkey dung that Little Ayu had picked up somewhere.

They used to have a donkey in their village, which Village Chief Hu treasured. He would often lead the donkey around the village, saying it was to let it rest.

The donkey would always leave droppings everywhere.

In the village, there are always a few kids who love to play with donkey dung.

Some people like to play with cow dung, but once cow dung dries, it doesn't smell bad at all, unlike donkey dung.

Grandma Wang took a closer look and her expression turned slightly serious: "Ayu, where did you find this?"

"Up on the mountain!" Little Ayu pointed up the mountain with her little hand, then drew a circle in front of her chest with both hands. "Under a really, really big tree, Ayu dug a hole, and it's in the hole!"

Wang Wulang called out from the side, "Grandma, it's a pine tree. It's buried under a pine tree. I don't know who buried it."

That's so unethical! They didn't even bury it further away, and now it's been found by Sister Ayu.

"Ah."

Grandma Wang walked over and pulled back the basket she had just used to throw at Wang Chuanman.

After thinking for a moment, she went back into the house, got a bamboo basket used for holding eggs, and put all the truffles from the small flower basket into it.

He also put a few of his grandsons in.

Wang Chuanman was completely bewildered: "Mother, you're not really going to keep this donkey dung, are you?"

Although he knew his mother doted on Ayu, wasn't this doting a bit too much?
He still remembers that when Ayu first came to his house, she was a little shy.

He's much more cheerful now; he was just pretending to be pitiful!

However, Wang Chuanman was quite happy; it's better for his daughter to be lively.

“Mother, this won’t do. What if Ayu thinks that donkey dung is a good thing and goes to play with it…” This is what Wang Chuanman is worried about.

"So all you've got is a mouth, huh? Have you finished carrying the water? Finished hoeing the ground? Have you finished building the chicken coop?"

With each question from Old Mrs. Wang, Wang Chuanman's momentum weakened, until finally he was forced to pick up the bucket and flee in panic.

"Mother, I'm going right now!"

After packing the things, Old Mrs. Wang said to Liu, "You should prepare a basin of the pig offal we bought today, and cut a pound of meat as well."

She planned to take the rest of the meat to her daughters' families.

Liu responded, and Old Mrs. Wang walked out.

"Grandma, where are you going?" Little Ayu asked hurriedly.

Grandma Wang said, "Grandma is going to see Doctor Hu. You stay home and play for a while. Grandma will be back later."

Little Ayu nodded: "Yes, Grandma, be careful on the road." This is a sentence that Little Ayu recently learned.

"it is good."

Except for Xiao Ayu, the Wang family all thought that Old Mrs. Wang had taken advantage of Xiao Ayu's inattention to throw away those donkey dung balls.

Meanwhile, Old Mrs. Wang, carrying a basket of truffles, went directly to Dr. Hu's house.

Dr. Hu was drying herbs in the yard when Old Mrs. Wang put her basket into his pile of herbs.

boom!
"Oh, Aunt Wang, these are—" Doctor Hu was about to say something when he saw what was in the basket and his pupils contracted.

"W-w-w-this can't be a truffle, can it? A black truffle?!"

(End of this chapter)