Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

[This sound transmission grass usually takes 10 years to grow, and the failure rate is extremely high. 】

Xiao Ayu skillfully took out a small shovel, dug a small hole in an open space, and then stuffed the seeds into it.

He brought a small kettle and poured it on the ground.

I don't care much about what the dumpling said: "It doesn't matter, I'll just plant it here, not outside."

[You don't need to use this thing after planting it. 】

"Why? I still want to send some to brother Ayou! I keep seeing the letter written by brother Ayou, but I haven't heard what brother Ayou said. I almost forgot his voice!"

Tuanzi didn't know how to explain to Xiao Ayu that taking out this thing might also cause unnecessary misunderstandings, after all, it belongs to a country that has already fallen.

But Tuanzi knew that the quest rewards given by the source space would never harm the guardian.

Because the meaning of the existence of the source space is to protect, not to hurt.

[When the seeds come out, show them to your grandma and see what your grandma has to say. 】Anyway, Mrs. Wang should know how to deal with this thing.

"Okay." Of course this little Ayu could agree.

After planting the seeds, Xiao Ayu went out of the room. This time, instead of going to the village to find other people to play with, he ran into the small study room and looked like a book.

Tangyuan searched around the Wang family, only to find Xiao Ayu in the study.

"Little master, it's time for breakfast. Are you going to eat it, or will I bring it to you?"

Tang Yuan didn't ask Xiao Ayu why she was reading, but just straightened the things on the table.

"Immediately." Xiao Ayu picked up an unstained brush, stuck it in the book, got up and patted her clothes, then took the dumpling's hand and went out.

I happened to meet Wang Wulang who came in with a bun in his mouth.

"Sister Ayu, why are you reading books so early?" Wang Wulang said vaguely, "Your private school is too strict with you, isn't it? It's a holiday, and you're still struggling so much, I'll go to your private school tomorrow to ask."

Xiao Ayu: "No, sir, he only asked me to write big characters every day, but didn't let me read. I wanted to read it myself."

Wang Wulang was speechless for a while.

He wished he didn't read so many books. After all, he had to memorize them, and after reciting them, he had to paraphrase them. After paraphrasing, he had to do questions. He wasn't busy enough.

Is there any interest in learning martial arts?

"Brother Ayou wrote me a letter saying that he wants to take the Xiucai exam, he is so smart, he will definitely pass the exam. Although I can't take the Xiucai exam, I can't hold him back, so I have to read more books. Yes."

The letters that brother Ayou wrote to her were always in high quality, but the letters he wrote in the past were always running accounts.

How embarrassing it will be to take out these letters and look at them when I get old.

Xiao Ayu spoke in a serious manner, not paying attention at all, Wang Wulang's mouth was already wide open.

The buns almost fell out.

How old is Qin Huai this year? Are you 8 years old?

Are you actually taking the talent test?

Wang Wulang suddenly realized why the grandmother was suddenly so angry yesterday, especially because the second uncle was also implicated.

Grandma must have read Qin Huai's letter.

A small child can be admitted to a scholar, but his second uncle was admitted in his 30s, and he was still a little nervous.

Grandma must be unbalanced.

Wang Wulang immediately decided that he had to perform well during this time, and don't be caught in a braid by the grandma.

Let the second uncle bear the storm!

But Wang Wulang's plan to stay and study in silence was in vain, because after the meal, Mrs. Wang took a look around at home and decided to bring Xiao Ayu and Wang Wulang with him.

Take them to see the progress of the sugar cane workshop in the village.