The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1140 - 963, Share

"Sir, look, this is the sweater and knitted pants that Princess Consort had Guyu Sister make for me!"

Wang Lifu, brimming with joy, showed his newly acquired sweater and knitted pants to Master Wang, even putting on the sweater to show it off.

"Sir, this woolen sweater is so warm to wear. When the wool is sheared in autumn, I’ll have my mother buy some wool as well, and we’ll make a set of sweater and knitted pants for you."

Master Wang smiled as he looked at the sweater and knitted pants, saying with a laugh, "You little rascal are quite fortunate." His expression then turned somewhat wistful.

With these warm sweaters and knitted pants, things will be a lot better for the people of Xiliang during winter.

Wang Lifu carefully folded the sweater and knitted pants: "The Princess Consort is really amazing, to be able to knit clothes with bamboo needles. This will be another source of income for the herders in the future."

Master Wang chuckled: "Indeed, the Prince is formidable, and so is the Princess Consort. Their arrival in Xiliang is a blessing for the people here."

It’s not just the herders who will have an additional source of income from selling wool; the skillful women can also earn some silver to supplement their household.

The military supplies department has recruited a large number of women to spin wool and knit sweaters.

Once the method of knitting sweaters is widely spread, merchants will definitely want to buy them. In other inland provinces, there aren’t many sheep herders, so selling woolen items to other places will certainly be profitable.

By then, more herders and women will be able to earn some household money.

In the blink of an eye, time had come to May.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Daohua, as per tradition, sent gifts to the officials of Liangdu and also invited Han Xinran, He Fangyi, and the wives of some officials whom Xiao Yeyang valued to enjoy the flowers, and afterward, began preparing for her son’s second birthday celebration.

On the eleventh of May, Daohua got up early to personally cook longevity noodles in the kitchen.

In the dining room, seeing Daohua bringing over the longevity noodles, Gu Jian said to Daozi in his arms with a smile: "Today, thanks to you, everyone gets to enjoy the longevity noodles made personally by your mother."

Upon hearing this, Daohua said with an embarrassed smile: "Master, if you wish to eat the food I cook, just say the word, can your apprentice refuse to make it?"

Gu Jian put Daozi into his special child chair: "Forget it, you’re busy enough as it is, and the cooks at the residence are quite skilled, too."

Daohua said with a smile, "Then I’ll have to cook more often in the future." Saying this, she served everyone longevity noodles and then sat down in front of her son.

"Today we’re eating noodles, you can’t scoop them with a spoon, let mom feed you."

The little guy was already learning to use a spoon, and right when he was getting into it, he protested loudly upon seeing his mother was about to feed him: "No, eat by myself."

Seeing this, Daohua didn’t insist on feeding Daozi and placed the bowl in front of him: "You eat by yourself then."

Daozi took his little spoon and tried to scoop, but he couldn’t scoop up a single noodle, which left him feeling both irritated and anxious.

Daohua saw this and asked with a laugh, "Do you want mom to feed you? If you do, just speak up."

Daozi looked at Daohua, and seeing that his mother didn’t come forward to feed him automatically, pouted his mouth and then bent down again to scoop up the noodles, a determined look on his face to conquer this challenge.

Gu Jian finished his noodles in just a few bites and then sat in front of Daozi: "Come, let your great-grandfather feed you."

Daozi glanced at Daohua again and, seeing that she was focusing on her own meal, reluctantly handed the spoon to Gu Jian.

Gu Jian couldn’t help but laugh: "You little stinker, picking who you like now."

After breakfast, seeing that Xiao Yeyang didn’t go out, Daohua asked, "Aren’t you going to the yamen today?"

Xiao Yeyang replied: "I wasn’t with my son on his first birthday, so today, I must make time to be with him."

Daohua immediately said with a smile: "Your son must be very happy. Just recently, I had the carpenter make two wooden lacrosse sticks and some balls from solid wood. I was thinking of playing with our son when I had time, but now that you’re here, you can play with him."

Xiao Yeyang readily agreed.

Daohua had Guyu bring over wooden sticks and wooden balls, and Xiao Yeyang, holding Daozi, started playing with them in the yard right away.

The wooden sticks and balls were based on golf clubs and balls from her previous life.

Hitting the wooden ball into a hole was a bit difficult for her two-year-old son, so Daohua let Xiao Yeyang and the son stand on each side, hitting the ball back and forth to play.

Daozi was lively and active to begin with, and with Xiao Yeyang’s company, plus games to play, the little one’s laughter never ceased.

When it was almost noon, Yan Wenxiu and her husband, along with Su Hongxin and his wife, came to the Prince Residence together.

Xiao Yeyang had to accompany Yan Wenxiu and Su Hongxin, and Daohua asked Guyu to put away the wooden sticks and balls.

Seeing Daozi pout, looking like he hadn’t had enough fun, Daohua smiled and pointed at Su Hongxin’s daughter, whispering a suggestion to her son:

"Nian Fei is here, why don’t you take her to your playroom and build blocks with Qiao Jie’er, okay?"

Daozi glanced at Su Nian Fei, and thinking about the colorful building blocks which were also fun, he nodded his head.

Daohua had specially cleared out a side room to serve as her son’s play and recreation space.

The room was laid with thick carpets and filled with various toys; Daohua sent her son, Su Nian Fei, and Qiao Jie’er to the room, and without letting the maids enter, she let the three little ones play by themselves while she chatted with Han Xinran and He Fangyi outside.

Upon seeing the house piled up with blocks in the room, He Fangyi instantly became interested: "How do you make these blocks? I’ll make some for Nian Fei too when I get back, so she stops being bored and sticking to me all the time."

Daohua laughed: "It’s quite simple. Just make various shapes out of wood, dye them, and then the children can freely build whatever patterns they want. If you’d like some, I can ask the carpenter in the residence to make another set."

He Fangyi quickly laughed and expressed her thanks.

Han Xinran also spoke up: "If it’s not too much trouble, make an extra two sets. I’ll take them back for the two little boys in my family."

Daohua smiled and agreed: "No problem. Since eldest sister-in-law wants to take some home, I’ll make a few more sets and also prepare one for my third brother’s child."

During lunch, He Fangyi saw Daozi sitting in a children’s chair eating by himself, and looking at her daughter who still needed to be fed in her arms, she wryly smiled:

"I’ll also have to make one of these chairs when I go back. My Nian Fei is over a year older than Daozi and still needs to be fed."

Daohua smiled: "It’s fine to pamper the young miss a bit more."

Han Xinran: "Big sister, how is it that you always come up with so many novel things? I’ve even bought two of those pushcarts you had before to send back to Beijing."

Daohua smiled: "I saw them in books; thought they were fun, so I had the craftsmen try to make them. Never thought they would turn out.

Han Xinran and He Fangyi both knew that Daohua was being modest, so they didn’t ask further.

In the late afternoon, after Daohua saw that Daozi, Su Nian Fei, and Qiao Jie’er were tired from playing, she had someone bring in the cake.

Daohua held Daozi’s hand, cut the cake, and let him deliver pieces to everyone: "Today is your birthday, your grand uncle and the others are here to celebrate with you and even brought you gifts; you should share your birthday cake with them."

Daozi glanced at his parents who were smiling at him, took a piece of cake and headed straight for Gu Jian, then to Guo Ruomei and others.

Soon, there was only one piece of cake left on the table.

Daozi, holding the cake and looking at Su Hongxin who hadn’t received any, hesitated for a moment, then gave the cake to him, and turned his head to look at Daohua, his lips pursing as tears began to circle in his eyes.

He didn’t have any cake to eat!

Seeing this, Daohua was both touched and amused, she quickly crouched down, picked up her son, and handed her own piece of cake to him: "Mommy still has some here."

Daozi’s tears subsided, he scooped up the cake and began to eat, his eyes smiling: "Tasty." After saying this, he scooped another piece of cake with the spoon and fed it to Daohua.

Daohua ate it, smiling: "The cake that Daozi scooped is really delicious."

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