Hearing the waiter's words, the man felt a little unconvinced. Just as he was about to continue, the woman next to him said, "Husband, don't say anymore. If I'm not wrong, of the two lovely children, one should be called Wang Juan, and the other should be called Zhang Xiaobao."
"Is what Madam said true? How did Madam know? "The man who had wanted to quarrel just now quietened down and asked the woman next to him in a low voice.
"Husband is busy with important matters all day long, how could you know such a small matter? I heard that the Zhang Xiaobao and Wang families of Tuqiao Village each have a child. One is in trouble, and the other is a girl. When they were young, as soon as they opened their eyes and saw each other, they had to be together. According to some people, they were childhood sweethearts.
Since then, the boy and girl were inseparable. Whenever they went out, they would always go together. The two children were very sensible and never caused trouble for the adults in the family. When they met outsiders, they were not like other children. They would always smile first. As long as it was a place under their family's management, whether it was the shopkeeper or the waiter, they would remember their appearance.
Husband has been here several times, so you should know that no waiter has ever called anyone 'little master' or 'little lady'. No matter the age, they all call them the same. Husband naturally heard the waiter call them 'little master' and 'little lady'. It wasn't out of respect for people like us. Even the charcoal was different.
I think that the two children are the little ancestors of the two Zhuangzi families, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. If you don't believe me, husband can stand up and walk over to see if anyone will stop you. "
The woman spoke in an orderly manner, but the man didn't know the power of the woman next to him. He really stood up and walked over.
With a whoosh, eight people stood up at the two tables next to them. Four of them wore tight black clothes, two of them looked like scholars, and two of them wore yamen runner uniforms.
As the eight of them stood up, the waiter who had just spoken also exclaimed and stood in front of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's table. As soon as he shouted, two more waiters immediately came in. One stood in the aisle, and the other welcomed the man who was walking over.
"Sir, what do you want?" The shop assistant who greeted him changed his smile and asked cautiously.
"I don't want anything. I think those two kids are nice, so I want to go over and talk to them." This man was not a fool. From the expressions of the people around him, he could tell that something was wrong. It seemed that the madam was right. The two children were Zhuangzi's little ancestors.
He glanced at those eight people just now. It was just a short time before the two children came in, less than a quarter of an hour. Especially the two yamen runners, their hands were already on the hilts of their swords.
"Sir, if you really want to talk, I'll have to search you. Please forgive me." The shop assistant glanced at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. Seeing the two ancestors nod, he continued speaking.
This man was really too curious. Who would dare to search you normally? Unless the shop didn't want to open anymore. At this moment, he met the shop assistant's gaze. Seeing that the shop assistant didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, he could only agree. "Okay, search. After you're done, I can go over. Haha, you really take care of the children here."
The shop assistant didn't stand on ceremony and directly searched him. He found two taels of silver and a string of copper coins on the man's body. He directly went to the woman and said, "Sir, please."
"Brother, you also want to go over and take a look? I'm going over as well. Why don't we go together? " At this time, one of the yamen runners suddenly spoke. He took two steps forward and stood next to the man.
"Uncle Song, you're also here. How is our little brother? Does he cry all day? "At this time, Wang Juan stood up and greeted the yamen runner.
When the yamen runner heard Wang Juan's words, a smile appeared on his face and he replied, "Well, that kid cries all day long and makes a lot of noise. At first glance, I can tell that he is a naughty child. I don't know what to do in the future. My brother and I were patrolling here and happened to see you. How is the family?"
"Well, thank you for your concern, Uncle Song. In fact, the reason why the little brother cries is not that simple. It's either because he is hungry, or because he is uncomfortable with the cold or heat. It might also be because he wants to pee. You have to watch him more. The most important thing is to get a small bed for the little brother. It must be placed in the corner, not next to the window, but the corner next to the door.
Put some warm colored cloth on the two sides of the wall. Oh, it's red cloth. It must be thicker. Also, there can't be too much empty space around the little brother's bed. Even if you put some bags, it will be fine to put all kinds of things in them. This way, he won't cry so much.
Xiao Bao, it's your turn. Don't always make me say that you don't know as much as I do in this area. What else do you want to do? Give me some ideas. "
Wang Juan smiled and gave some ideas. As she spoke, she realized that Zhang Xiaobao had been silent all this time. She nudged him with her hand.
Zhang Xiaobao could only say, "Also, you have to hold the little brother often, especially when he is sleeping. You have to put the little brother in the middle, pull a curtain at the foot of the bed, and put an extra pillow on the head. This way, the little brother won't cry unless he is hungry or needs to pee."
Because Zhang Xiaobao was an orphan, he specially studied this aspect. No matter how young a child was, he still needed a stable environment. That was to make the space that he could see as small as possible. It also had to be warm colored. With two adults by his side, he would always feel that he was in a safe place.
In particular, the stretching of space was the most important. Children usually didn't have much of an impression of heights. They dared to climb down directly from a height of dozens of meters. They didn't have that kind of concept, but they were the most intuitive about the size of their surroundings.
Especially at night, as long as they couldn't see their surroundings, they would be afraid. In the dark, even if their body temperature dropped by 0.2 degrees, they would immediately wake up and cry to call for protection.
Many times, the adults didn't understand and just hummed to coax them. In the end, it was very ineffective. The most correct way was to hold the child in their arms. Usually, the child would fall asleep again within a few seconds.
The adults were simply used to this kind of thing but couldn't get rid of it, unless they were like him or Wang Juan, who were specially trained and knew how to adjust their body through psychological cues. This was also why there were always people patrolling the main courtyard of Zhuangzi at night. Those in the inner courtyard could sleep soundly.
When the yamen runner surnamed Song heard Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's words, he nodded vigorously. If it were others, he would be suspicious, but he had always trusted these two little guys. He had heard that when they were almost one year old, the two little guys had never cried. In the main courtyard of the Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Family, the servants woke up at night and were not afraid. The surrounding sentries were always around to protect them.
"Okay, I'll arrange it when I get back. What should the child eat? Only milk? Oh, it's all thanks to Zhuangzi. The child's mother's milk has always been very sufficient. "
The yamen runner began to ask Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan for advice. At the same time, he was very grateful. His wife's milk was sufficient, and it was all because of Zhuangzi's food. The small restaurant in the county would basically send them a bowl of milky white fish soup every day. There were some green vegetables in it, but there was no salt. There was also a pig's knuckle every three days.
He couldn't repay this kind of considerate care. Today, he happened to hear that the two of them were coming here, so he called his companions in advance to wait here with him.
Wang Juan imagined the child's playful expression and said, "You can also give the little brother more fruit juice. Don't give him too sour fruits, choose sweet ones. Little brother will definitely like it. If there's no fruit juice, then feed him some rice porridge. It's best to add some sugar. Oh, I forgot about this. I should have asked someone to send him some white sugar. I'll arrange it later."
Wang Juan was right. Children liked to eat sugar, not because it was sweet, but because it was hereditary. No matter what food it was, it would eventually become sugar when it was absorbed by the human body. When children were young, they were influenced by their genes and liked to eat sugar. This was necessary for survival.
Another point was that children were not afraid of eating fishy and greasy things. If you gave them fatty meat, as long as they could bite it, they would also like to eat it. Some adults didn't want to eat fish because it was fishy, but children were not afraid. Everything was instinctive.
At this moment, Xiaobao added, "When he's a little older, we'll give him sugar and rice. There's no need for any salt. Little brother will like it too. The rice here has to be ground up, or it'll be too hard."
When Zhang Xiaobao said this, he thought of his grandfather, the director. At that time, some children were sent here, and they were fed like this. His younger brothers and sisters had also grown up.
"Okay, I'll remember it. Brother, don't you want to talk? Sit, sit here. I'll stand."
Bailiff Song firmly remembered Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's words. He pointed to a seat opposite Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to the man next to him. He held the handle of the knife with one hand and pressed the man's shoulder with the other, asking him to sit down.
At this time, this man really believed that the two children in front of him were definitely the little ancestors of the two Zhuangzi, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan. He had long heard that the people in the yamen were good to the two families, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent.
"Well, that … little brother, little sister, what do you want to eat? It's my treat today. "The man sat down, looked at the bailiff next to him, and said with a trembling voice.
"We're not roasting anything, just roasting some garlic. It's raining heavily outside, and it's cold. We're afraid of getting sick. It's good to eat some garlic. Waiter, add a fish for each table."
Wang Juan picked up the fish that was pressed until it was translucent, put it on the rack, smeared a layer of oil, roasted it a little, and put it on Zhang Xiaobao's plate and her plate. She said to the man and called the waiter.
The man looked at the thing that Wang Juan roasted should be called fish fillet, but it wasn't fish fillet, and asked, "Little sister, don't you want to smear some chili sauce or something?"
"I won't. If I do, it'll taste like chili sauce. It's best to eat the original flavor. Uncle, oh, brother, try it. Uncle Song, bring a few of these fish back for little brother to bite when he has nothing to do."
Wang Juan said again.
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