Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Cai Niu opened his mouth, and took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Well, did you sell your child?"

Cai Niu usually doesn't like to inquire about other news. Naturally, he doesn't know that there are not only those who sell their own children, but also those who exchange their children for meat.

On the contrary, Wang Erlang glanced at Xiao Ayu and thought of the Shanyang Village back then, and came to their village to grab the baby.

The adults all said that the people in that village were insane and ate a lot of their own children.

He just listened to people talking about it, and adults don't want to let children know about the specifics.

The little girl twitched her lips, with no expression on her face, and her tone of voice did not fluctuate: "What's the matter? Several sisters in our family have all sold."

"You only have sisters?" Cai Niu asked this sentence subconsciously.

"There are two younger brothers - who will sell them?" The little girl smiled.

The crowd was speechless again.

Wang Wulang whispered: "If our family wants to sell children, it is estimated that all the dolls have been sold, and Ama is reluctant to sell Sister Ayu."

There is only one girl in their family!

Still hard to get it back.

It is precious!

The other children of the Wang family thought so too.

When everyone asked what the little girl's name was, she blinked and reported several in one go.

"Stinky girl, dead girl, rotten conscience, rice bucket, trash, money-losing goods, female cousins... There are quite a few, you can call them whichever you like."

The little girl looked indifferent, and looked at Xiao Ayu again: "Oh, I heard that a lady from a rich family will name her servant after she buys it. You can also give me a name, little master. "

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Ayu looked blank: "Is the little master your name too?"

Little girl: "No, it's yours."

"But my name is Ayu, you can also call me Bao, and Gubao." As for the name, Xiao Ayu heard it once when she went to the private school to sign up, but didn't take it seriously.

"Little Master Ayu." The little girl is as good as she is.

Wang Dalang covered his mouth and coughed: "It's almost time for you to go to school, so hurry up and go to the school. I'll take this—well, this little sister to show her."

They didn't have the ability to decide whether to take in this little girl or not.

Everyone thought so too.

Cai Niu also breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he didn't need to make a decision.

Wang Erlang took his younger brothers to Qingmu Academy, and Xiao Ayu went to Yang's private school with Wang Liulang.

On the way, little Ayu asked Wang Liulang: "Liu brother, will Ama keep that sister?"

Wang Liulang shook his head: "I don't know that, who can guess what Grandma's thinking?"

"Grandma's thoughts are easy to guess, because Grandma is a good person, so Grandma will definitely keep her sister!"

Wang Liulang murmured, "Grandma has already said that our family won't ask for servants."

In fact, Xiao Ayu still wants to ask, what is a servant?

Is it someone who lives downstream?

There is also an uncle named Qian Deyi, who is called Zhongren by everyone, and their home is in the middle of the river.

Those who live upstream are called Venerable Masters, right?

It's just that before Xiao Ayu could say anything, they had already walked to the private school, and a group of little dolls waved to them.

"Ayu, here you are, class is about to start, let's go, let's go to school together!"

"At noon today, my aunt made me a shortbread, and I brought one over here, Ayu, you can try it."

Xiao Ayu touched her pocket, her face a little distressed: "But my fruit is finished, and I have nothing for you."

"It's okay, I just want to give it to you, you don't need to return the gift." The little girl who spoke, handed the shortcake in her hand to Xiao Ayu, took out a handkerchief from her waist, and wiped Xiao Ayu Sweat on forehead.

"Did you run here again today? You sweat a lot."

Little Ayu smiled.

On the road, I chatted with Wang Liulang for a while, and after wasting time, I ran over.

"Liu'er, you are so kind!"

When Yang Liu heard Xiao Ayu's words, he also smiled: "We are good friends!"

Yang Liu is a girl adopted by Mr. Yang. She is 5 years old this year. She was not very good and could not come out.

I don't know why, but this period of time has gradually improved, and I started to come out.

Naturally, they didn't know that this had a lot to do with the fruits that Xiao Ayu usually gave.

Most of Xiao Ayu's fruits are good for the body. She panted when she saw Liu'er talking for a while, and under the guidance of Tuanzi, she gave her better fruits.

Wan Ling Shui did not dare to drink it directly to her, for fear that Liu Er would not be able to bear it.

It is also fate. Liu Er is the only girl in the private school. There are also girls in the surrounding neighborhoods, but she usually doesn't like to play with other people her age.

Now Xiao Ayu claims that she is only two and a half years old, and her endorsement is fast. Although she does not understand the poetry taught by Mr. Yang, she can retell it.

Mr. Yang really liked her very much, and often used Xiao Ayu to teach other children.

"Although you don't need to take the imperial examinations, it's too embarrassing for even a two-year-old child to compete."

When Mr. Yang spoke, his tone was not stern, but those seven or eight-year-old children, or even their teens, were red-faced.

They don't want to be so stupid, but who makes Ayu so smart!

"It's a pity that it's a girl, otherwise in more than ten years, we should have a female champion!" Mr. Yang often expresses this emotion to his wife in private.

After all, Ayu is the only disciple he has ever seen who has such spirituality and wisdom.

Mrs. Yang also felt pity for Xiao Ayu, so she agreed with Yang Liu and Xiao Ayu to play.

Liu Er had been adopted since she was a baby, and Mrs. Yang regarded her as her biological daughter.

Liu Er has been frail and sick since childhood, and is not very close to others, even the other brothers and sisters of the Yang family and the grandfather Mo family do not go to the side.

But for Xiao Ayu, Liu Er likes it all.

If there is something good, I always want to keep a copy for Ayu. If it is not for her body, Liu'er is afraid that every day after school, she will go to Wang's house to play.

Come to think of it, children prefer those who seem to need more care than themselves.

The children of Yang's private school were all in class together, and when the children were all seated, Mr. Yang walked in.

Mrs. Yang helped distribute today's textbooks to the children. There were two people at a table, and in front of each of them was a slightly old thread-bound book.

"Today, we are studying the 'Thousand-Character Text' in 'To hang people and cut crimes, Zhou sends Yin Tang', what we are talking about here is..."

Different from the serious teaching at the Aoki Academy, Mr. Yang prefers to tell these Mongolian lessons as stories, and the children listen to them attentively.

Xiao Ayu also sat upright and listened with relish.

Soon, half an hour passed, and Mr. Yang waved his hand: "After a quarter of an hour, the disciples of the junior class will learn to recognize objects with Mr. Xiao, and the disciples of the senior class will learn "The Chronicle of Dachang" with me."

The students hurriedly stood up and bowed to Mr. Yang: "Mr. hard work!"

Then, everyone dispersed, taking advantage of the quarter-hour break to play.

Yang Liu took Xiao Ayu's hand and wanted to show her a bunch of flowers that had bloomed recently.

[Treasure, the mission is successful! 】The voice of the group suddenly sounded.

Xiao Ayu immediately stopped and was very happy: "Elf, have you completed your mission with Uncle Chen?"

[Hmmmm, it just showed that the mission was successfully completed, and our mall is about to open! 】

"Great!" Xiao Ayu didn't know what the mall was, but she knew that the elves had been looking forward to the mall for a long time.

When the elf is happy, she is happy.