"Mother, mother, look how happy it is when it drinks milk powder!" Little Qingyu circled around the little elephant, feeling extremely curious.
These goat milk powder were prepared in advance by Lin Wanwan as she had calculated that the baby elephant was coming soon.
Based on the size of the baby elephant, she checked a lot of information on the Internet and felt that the baby elephant could not be more than three years old at most and should not be weaned yet, so she bought dozens of boxes of goat milk powder and stocked it. Sure enough, as soon as the baby elephant smelled the milk,
The taste is just like meeting your own mother.
Raising such a baby elephant is worth the cost of raising ten children. Fortunately, Lin Wanwan is not short of money now.
The baby elephant sucked the goat's milk powder as if there was no one around. It had never had milk since it left the herd, but now that it had, it almost buried its face in the basin.
After sipping the goat milk powder, the little elephant began to nibble on the radishes and fruits and vegetables piled in the basin. Sun Yao's heart beat wildly as he gnawed, and he hurriedly drove the little beggar to follow Huanong to the front yard. Looking further, he was afraid that he would
My heart aches again.
When we were on the boat, this little elephant was the best at eating. What he ate every day was equal to all the little beggars. He lived for more than 20 years, but he didn’t eat as much as a little elephant. He was worse than a human being.
An elephant! If it weren't for the owner's beloved pet, he would starve it without food.
The nobles of the Tang Dynasty loved to keep pets, such as eagles, dogs, monkeys, cranes, parrots, and wild beasts. There were countless kinds of pets. Lin Wanwan brought a baby elephant to her family. It was not obtrusive at all and perfectly blended into the customs of the upper class society of the Tang Dynasty.
As for good things like cotton, Lin Wanwan can't find time to mention it to Patriarch Lin for the time being. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there are many things to prepare for. We can wait until after the new year.
The clan school had its winter vacation the day before yesterday, and it will last until the twentieth day of the first lunar month.
Although one meal in the school was missing during the winter vacation, the family's year this year was much better than in previous years due to the income from selling steamed cakes and the subsidy from Lin Wanwan's low-priced grains.
The entire Linjiazhuang was enveloped in a joyous New Year atmosphere.
Ten children who came to Luan County by boat from Qiongzhou are now sleeping in a dormitory converted from a school wing, in a clean and spacious bunkhouse. Although the weather is a bit colder than Qiongzhou, they finally have a roof over their heads.
land.
I remember when I was in Qiongzhou, everyone just huddled on the curb and used the sky as a cover and the earth as a hut. When it rained, they could only take shelter under the eaves of others, and they had to be driven away.
The dilapidated temples in the county are full of big beggars, and there is no room for these little beggars who have no father or mother.
Now lying in a warm and soft bed, with a full stomach, and the recollection of the white rice eaten at night between the lips and teeth, everyone feels as if they are in a dream.
Not only were they dreaming, but Sun Cheeyao and his family also felt like they were in a dream!
Their family was divided into two rooms, one for the grandparents and one for the grandson. Next to them was Kunlun's room. I never thought in my life that I would be able to live in a house with glazed windows and eat with pepper.
mutton soup!
It was late at night, and both his old mother and young daughter had fallen asleep. Today, his daughter was named Rongrong by Lin Qingyu, the young lady of the family, because Xiao Qingyu's favorite food was melted beans.
With a new name, there is a new beginning. Although they are doing the job of serving people, they are serving banished immortals! Blessings that others cannot ask for.
Sun Cheyao was very satisfied with his current situation. After having dinner with Huanong, Yun Shang and several other servants in the evening, he no longer had any doubts about Lin Wanwan's identity as a deity!
Because, just by listening to it, he could guess that Lin Wanwan had been at home this month!
Obviously a month ago, she personally ordered him to go north with the ship in Qiongzhou. From Qiongzhou to Luan County, it took them nearly a month by ship! And where is the master? He must have flown back directly! Otherwise, how could he have been in Luan County this month?
Where is the county!
When he thought that he could follow the chickens and dogs to heaven in the future, he was full of energy. He couldn't wait for dawn to work hard and show off in front of his master.
Sun Xueyao had been fantasizing about heavenly things in his mind, and he vaguely seemed to hear the rustling voices of gods speaking in heaven.
The moon was high in the sky, and black clouds floated over, covering up the already thin moonlight. Several black shadows flashed through the window of the servant's room.
"Is there anyone?" Sun Chueyao asked himself as he was lying on the bed, completely sleepy and soulless. The next second, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, sat up with excitement, and yelled, "There is a thief! Catch the thief!"
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The entire servant room of Lin House was awakened by the noise. There were sounds of fighting outside. It must have been a fight between Kunlun and Mao Thief.
Sun Yaoyao quickly got up, glanced around, picked up a desk and went out. The door to the back room was opened, and Sun's mother stood at the door and shouted worriedly: "Son, I saw them holding knives."
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Sun Chueyao paused, turned around and whispered: "Amai, close the door and push it with a table, don't come out!"
After saying that, the person rushed out with the case in hand.
The two maids both lived in the small building. When they heard the noise, the lights in the small building came on one after another, but the master room was still dark, making it unclear what the situation was.
Lin Mengbo's family outside the west door was the first to hear the noise. As soon as he opened his eyes, he got up, picked up the harpoon in the corner and walked out.
"Bo Lang, be careful!" Lin Qin looked at his back from the darkness and shouted worriedly.
"Well, you come and close the door when I'm out. Don't let thieves rush in."
After saying that, he roared with the harpoon and rushed to the door of Lin Wanwan's courtyard next door, banging on the door desperately: "Is there a thief inside? I'm going to break down the door!"
After shouting, he was about to slam down the door. The side door was suddenly opened. Yun Shang, who looked pale, said quickly: "Mr. Meng Bo, call someone quickly. Several thieves came in with knives in their hands."
, Kunlun seems to be injured, it smells like blood!"
"Bang bang bang!" The sound of the copper basin being knocked suddenly sounded in the darkness. This was Huanong, who stayed in the small building to guard Lin Wanwan's door, and was knocking the basin according to Yun Shang's instructions.
Soon, the whole Linjiazhuang was in a state of chaos. Oil lamps lit up in the dark night. Door after door was opened with a "squeak" and "squeak". There was a dark group of people, all holding long strings in their hands.
Harpoons and wide fishing nets gathered towards Lin Wanwan's house.
The big boat must be too high-profile, and it caught the eyes of others, so they came to explore the bottom while it was dark! It’s the end of the year, and there are always mountain people who can’t survive and want to do something big. Linjiazhuang is located in a remote place by the sea.
, isn’t it a great goal?
Patriarch Lin sullenly put on his clothes and rushed to Lin Wanwan's house. As he walked, he shouted: "If you dare to come to seek bad luck on our mother Wanwan, you will be beaten to death!"