Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 170

The days passed like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye it was already September 15th.

Zhang Fengci said that one should get along well with the people he works with.

So the child had no choice but to ask Aunt Yu to go and give the gift on her behalf and to have a meal at the same time. Before leaving, she also reminded her:

"You need to eat more, or you'll lose out!"

Aunt Yu waved her hands and said coaxingly, "Okay, okay, I got it. I will definitely eat the girl's money back. Go quickly, don't be late."

As soon as the child heard it, he knew that she didn't remember it and complained that she was nagging, but there was nothing he could do about it, because she was young after all.

No one listened to her except Zhang Fengci.

Adults all have their own plans.

The child pouted, took the sachet handed to him by Aunt Yu, slung it over his shoulder, and naggled, "Remember to feed Pumpkin."

"I know. I've never forgotten about it. But the cat ran away and never comes home. I don't know where it's been hanging out. I don't eat the rice in its bowl. It goes bad all the time and I have to throw it away."

Aunt Yu complained distressedly.

Child: "Then you should remember to add some food. Sometimes it will run to Aunt Wang, or fight with Sandu. It may be full over there, but you have to leave some food for it. It will still need to eat when it is hungry."

Sandu is the dog in Zhang Fengci's family. Zhang Fengci called it a dog, and the children named it Sandu, which means the bald man who bit three people.

It's really bald. The hair that was bitten off by a child has not grown back yet. Its baldness is very noticeable.

Sandu doesn't get along with children or pumpkins. Even Zhang Fengci, who feeds it every day, has to be on guard against it. There is probably no one in this world that it likes, and it bares its teeth at everyone.

It has already become famous. Zhang Fengci has contacted many people, but none of them can give it to him. It is just stuck in his hands, which is really worrying.

Fortunately, Pumpkin was able to control it and fight with it from time to time, so it became more restrained.

The reason why Pumpkin beat it was very simple. It was a robber. Once it stole the mouse that Pumpkin had just caught, so Pumpkin beat it. Zhang Fengci gave Pumpkin meat and fish to eat, and after that it would go and beat Sandu every few days.

Even moving so far away couldn't stop it.

After beating the three bald, it would eat a meal, bask in the sun for a while, then go for a walk around An's house, lie down at Aunt Wang's feet, showing its soft belly, call twice, and eat another meal. It used to go to the big kitchen, but the cooks didn't dare let it in. After driving it away twice, it stopped going there.

There are many places it can go, some of which are not even known to children. But it can just walk past them with a swagger, and the people inside will meow at it.

When he's out, he always has a full stomach, but sometimes he'll also eat some of the food at home, so the child feels she should leave a bowl of rice for him, after all, he's her cat son.

"Okay, I know. I can't forget it. It cries when it's hungry. Who can forget it when it's noisy and noisy?"

Aunt Yu said with a headache.

She forgot about it once, and the cat chased her, meowed, and scratched everything it saw, almost tearing down her house.

After feeding, it calmed down and stayed at home for a long time without making a sound. She was still wondering how well behaved it was. But as soon as the girl came back, it rushed over, meowing and howling all the way.

He hummed and burrowed into the girl's arms.

I wonder how much injustice it must have suffered from that noise.

A cat can also complain, but it is too smart.

Aunt Yu wanted to laugh when she thought of the fat cat with a face full of bitterness and hatred.

He is as stubborn and rude as a girl.

It’s a pity that the girl doesn’t know how to do it, otherwise she would be so annoying.

Aunt Yu looked at the child's back until she could no longer see him and then went back.

Well, it doesn’t matter. She is not a cat. She has hands and feet and lives a good life. Why should she try to please others?

Aunt Yu walked around twice. It was still early, but she couldn't sleep. She cooked a bowl of rice, left a bowl for the cat, ate a bowl herself, and cleaned up the yard and the house. When it was almost time, she took the money and went to Chef Li's house.

By now, the child had finished tending her land, had eaten her fill, and was dozing off in the big kitchen.

Madam Chai nudged her and said, "Hey, kid, be alert and don't fall asleep. Go buy some roasted nuts on the street, and then go to the pastry shop to buy some preserved green plums, glutinous rice cakes, and five-spice cakes. Also weigh out some pine nut candies and winter melon candies. Put everything together on the table, bring it back, pack it up, and send it to Lianyintai. Your Aunt Li and the others are not here today, so we don't have enough manpower to make those things."

As Mrs. Chai spoke, she took out some money and gave it to her: "Keep it. Be quick and don't make the other party wait anxiously. Got it?"

The child took note of it all and nodded, saying, "I'll go right away."

These things are sold in nearby shops, but if you want to eat the best ones, you have to go to a few more places.

The weather was very hot and the child was a little lazy, so he just went to one or two houses to buy everything, and then went back the same way with the change.

Mrs. Chai took a look and said nothing, but urged her to pack it up quickly and send it over.

There was indeed a shortage of manpower today, and Mrs. Chai felt soft-hearted for a moment and let those people follow Chef Li to join in the fun.

The rest are inevitably busy.

If you can be lazy about anything, just be lazy about it.

For example, if we want to send snacks to Lianyin Terrace, the masters in the mansion love to listen to operas, so they keep many opera singers there. Not only do they have three meals a day, but they also have to send a table of snacks every five days for them to eat.

The ones that Madam Chai just mentioned are always available, and it is said that the main actors in the opera troupe love to eat them.

Most of these snacks are not expensive, at least for a royal palace.

So why not save yourself some trouble?

Anyway, they are not too important people. The masters in the mansion change very quickly. When the child first came, there were a group of girls living in Lianyin Terrace. Later, it became a group of martial artists who could perform acrobatics. After that, it was these. They have only been here for a month. I heard that they are from the north and are called Yuquanban. They are all men.

The songs they sang were all lively operas, with high-pitched and heroic voices, which lifted the spirits of those who listened.

Unfortunately, the masters in the mansion found it too noisy and didn't like to listen to it, so they only asked them to sing twice and then left them idle in the yard.

Everyone in the big kitchen felt that they wouldn't be staying there long, so they cooked for them in a perfunctory manner.

One time I was busy and simply forgot about it. Those people were not easy to deal with, and two little boys even came over to argue with me.

After that, it was never late again.

The child was not there that day, so she didn't see the fun and didn't hear them perform. It was actually the first time she saw this group of people.

She was carrying two large food boxes. As soon as she entered the yard, a bamboo ball came towards her. She turned her head and dodged it.

When she turned around, she saw two boys, about seven or eight years old, staring at her with wide eyes.

The one on the left started by saying, "You're blind! You almost hit someone."

The one on the right was not polite either: "You are blind, if you caught it, why would you run over there?"

They glared at each other, ran over, and said in unison: "Sister, are you okay?"

The same face, the same dress, the same voice, even the same expression.

Child:……

Did it give me a double image?