The Whole Village Thrives After Adopting a Lucky Girl

“Don’t be afraid.” Yingbao held a bowl of rice porridge and spoke gently, “I am your auntie, I’m here to feed you porridge.”

Wumei frowned, looking suspiciously at the bowl that Yingbao was holding. “Where’s Atu?” he asked.

Yingbao asked, “Who is Atu? Is he one of the eunuchs?”

Wumei kept his mouth shut and didn’t answer.

Yingbao scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth, but the boy was wary and refused to open his mouth.

Yingbao sighed, took a bite herself, then tried to feed him again: “Don’t worry, there’s no poison in the porridge. Look, I’ve even had some.”

Only then did the little boy open his mouth and swallow a mouthful of porridge.

The porridge had shreds of chicken, a little bit of chopped greens and egg drops. It tasted much better than before.

Soon, Wumei had eaten more than half of the bowl of porridge.

Yingbao wiped his mouth for him and spoke softly: “You can walk around a bit, then rest.”

Listening to her, Wumei obediently stretched out his feet, allowing Yingbao to put on his shoes.

Patting his head, Yingbao helped him put on his shoes and led him to the door.

Outside, the sky was still bright and a few maids were busy.

They moved dried clothes and bedding inside, folded them one by one, and put them away.

After standing for a while, Wumei’s lips began to turn pale, as if he was very tired.

Yingbao picked him up, took him back inside and settled him back on a small bed.

She took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt, “If you’re tired, sleep for a while. You can go outside and play tomorrow.”

Wumei nodded and closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, Wumei woke up. Under the care of Magnolia, he put on his clothes and shoes. They took him to Gongfang, where he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

When they were feeding him, Wumei looked around. Not seeing the auntie from yesterday, he felt anxious, “Where’s auntie?”

“The commandery princess is not up yet.” Magnolia scooped up some porridge with a spoon and fed him, “After you finish your meal, you will probably see her.”

Wumei shrunk his neck, avoiding the spoon that Magnolia had, “I want auntie to feed me.”

Seeing his refusal to eat, Magnolia had no choice but to put down the bowl, “Then you will have to wait.”

Wumei nodded and stubbornly sat at the table waiting.

When Yingbao and Wei Zhan came out of the bedroom together, they saw Wumei sitting listlessly at the table, looking pitiful and helpless.

“What happened?” Yingbao rubbed his head and took out a bottle of antidote, taking off the cap, “Here, drink the antidote.”

Wumei took it, sniffed it, then poured it into his mouth.

The medicine was sweet and fragrant. After drinking it, he felt extremely comfortable all over.

Wumei reluctantly gave the bottle back to Yingbao and tilted his neck up, “Auntie, feed me.”

“Alright, I will feed you after I clean up,” Yingbao said.

Wei Zhan curiously looked at Wumei, “He looks much smaller than Wuyang.” He had already learnt from his wife yesterday that Wuyang was the real prince and this one was just a decoy. He marveled, Yingbao was truly brave. If someone sneaked into the Princess Residence and harmed Wuyang, his entire family might suffer.

“Wumei should be about two months older than Wuyang,” Yingbao said, taking a piece of cloth from a maid to wipe her face.

Wei Zhan shook his head, “I really can’t tell.”

Wumei was a good half a head shorter than Wuyang. His face was grayish and pale, breaking one’s heart to see. He wondered what on earth the boy had gone through in the palace.

While the couple were talking, Wuyang ran in. He grabbed Yingbao’s thigh, looking up at her and crying, “Brother Jiang Bao won’t let me have a school bag. Wuu Wuu Wuu… I want a school bag too, I want to go to school with them.”

Yingbao crouched down and wiped his tears, “You’re still small, how can you go to school?”

“I’m not small! I’m not small! I’m almost four years old!” Wuyang argued.

Yingbao tried to hide her smile: “If that’s the case, you have to listen to the Master’s teaching at school, study well, if you still like before, if you can’t sit still for a moment and always running around, then you might as well not go.”

Wuyang became nervous at these words, grabbing Yingbao’s sleeve and promising: “Mistress, I will listen to the Master, study hard, I will definitely not run around.”

“Well then, I’ll have someone make a school bag for you, and then you can go to school.” Yingbao said.

Wuyang shook his head like a wave drum: “No, no! I want to go now!”

He wanted to sit in the classroom with Brother Jiang Bao and Brother Fanzhi, reading together, and even if it meant getting hit by the Master, it didn’t matter.

Yingbao pretended to be helpless, turning to Magnolia: “Do you have any books? If you do, prepare a set for Wuyang.”

Magnolia: “Yes, we just bought some books, ink, and paper the other day. Since Young Master Wuyang needs them, I will go get them now.”

Upon hearing this, Wuyang’s eyes lit up as he watched Magnolia eagerly go and fetch the items.

Sitting beside them, Wumei stared at him for a long time before finally looking away.

Wuyang turned his head to look at Wumei and asked, “Wumei, are you also going to school?”

Wumei furrowed his brows, not understanding why he was being called Wumei.

In the palace, no one called him by his name, even Atu only called him ‘Young Master’, so he had always thought his name was ‘Young Master’.

But, one day, he heard Atu talking to another eunuch about another child, also calling him ‘Young Master’, and he then realized that ‘Young Master’ wasn’t his name.

Yingbao: “Wumei, from now on your name will be Wumei.”

She then pointed to Wuyang: “His name is Wuyang, and he is your younger brother.”

Wumei looked at his aunt blankly, feeling a moment of joy in his heart.

Does he have a name too?

That’s great! His name is Wumei.

After breakfast, Wuyang and Jiang Bao went to school together. Wei Fanzhi was also there, wiping the dust off the tables and chairs with a rag.

He was surprised to see Wuyang: “Why are you here too?”

Wuyang proudly said: “Mistress is making me go to school!”

Wei Fanzhi’s mouth twitched, he didn’t say anything else and began to help Wuyang tidy up the table.

He was two years older than Wuyang, so he was like his elder brother, and it was only right for him to take care of his younger brother.

…

A few days later, Wumei’s health gradually stabilized, and he was able to walk around the courtyard.

It was now the warm spring season of March, the warm sunlight making everything feel comfortable.

Wumei followed behind Yingbao, watching her plant flowers and trees in the garden.

Wei Zhan also helped his wife with the gardening, occasionally turning around to glance at Wumei, and asked in a low voice, “Who do you think this child really belongs to?”

Yingbao: “Probably a child from one of the houses of the Lun family.”

Only by saying he was a child of the Lun family could they avoid any mishaps.

Wei Zhan shook his head: “The Lun family is cruel to send a good child to the palace to die for someone else, his parents must be heartbroken.”

He then looked at his wife’s belly and asked, “Mistress, we’ve been married for three years, why haven’t you gotten pregnant yet?”

Yingbao touched her abdomen, saying: “I’m already pregnant.”

“Wha-wha-what?” Wei Zhan jumped up, supporting his wife in excitement: “Are you telling the truth?”

Yingbao slowly nodded: “It should be true.”

She hadn’t had her period for the last two months, and when she asked Xuanwu, he told her that she already had a little seed in her belly.

She had planned to tell him later, but he suddenly asked today, and she didn’t have anything to hide, so she told him.

“Hahaha! I’m going to be a father!” Wei Zhan lifted his wife by the waist: “You should stop working now and rest in the house!”