Qin Yaorao held her little breast dumplings, took out a clean silk squirt, and wiped her tears and nose cleans her. The little dumplings' red face looked quite cute.

He opened a pair of black grape-like tears and looked at Qin Yaorao curiously.

The little paw grabbed the beads on her clothes one after another, and giggled.

Qin Yaorao felt that the anger she was holding in the palace was gone, and she hugged Xiaotuanzi to show to the King of Han: "Prince, look how cute this child is!"

cute?

Yaoyao didn’t look at him with such gentle eyes?

The King of Han looked at the little thing holding his princess's collar and felt that it was so annoying.

Fortunately, a peddler carrying a load came to him anxiously. Seeing the child holding a good hug in Qin Yaorao's arms, his legs were so scared that he was so weak.

Qin Yaorao asked carefully and found out that the wife of the peddler's family was sick and no one took care of the children at home.

The weather is cold and business is getting harder and harder.

As the years come to an end, there are places where money is spent everywhere in the family.

In order not to delay making money, he put the two-year-old sleeping baby in a basket and carried it to the South Street to set up a stall.

As a result, the baby woke up halfway, climbed out of the basket in a daze, and rolled down the slope.

As the goods were walking, the burden felt lighter. When he saw that there were no children in the basket, he was so scared that he was scattered.

Qin Yaorao saw that his anxious expression did not look fake, and the milk dumpling in her arms also reached out to him and called him daddy in a speech, so she returned the milk dumpling to the peddler.

"The weather is cold, and the child will be frost-sick with you. Besides, your wife is still sick and bedridden. Don't set up a stall, take the child to go home early!"

The peddler looked embarrassed: "But..."

Qin Yaorao saw the embarrassment of the peddler and took off a cloth tiger on his shelf: "This little tiger is cutely embroidered, and it's a terrifying thing. My sister-in-law is about to give birth to her in spring. Are you selling these mutants to me?"

The child is lost and regained!

The peddler is very grateful to the noble lady in front of him.

When he heard that Qin Yaorao liked the dolls he sold, he hurriedly said: "Mrs. I like it, and the villain gave her a few."

"I want all of you!"

Qin Yaorao asked Ling Feng how many pieces of silver he had asked for, and it was about ten taels and stuffed them into the peddler's hand: "Is this money enough for your puppet?"

"They are all made by my wife, and they use scraps and rags, which are not worth the money."

The peddler insisted on returning half of the money to Qin Yaorao. Qin Yaorao said that he even asked for his puppet racks and asked Ling Feng to help carry the things onto the carriage.

The peddler thought his tiger was going to be lost, but not only did the child find it, but he also met a noble man. He was so grateful that he knelt down and kowtowed to Qin Yaorao.

Hu'er looked at her with big black grape-like eyes in the arms of the peddler. Qin Yaorao felt destined to be with this child. Thinking that such a cold peddler wanted to take the child out to make a living, she couldn't help but feel pity for the peddler's family.

"I also want to buy some puppets to give to others. When you go to Nan Street to set up a stall tomorrow, remember to go to Wanfu Building to find a service manager in Mo."

After Qin Yaorao ordered the confused peddler, she got on the carriage and fiddled with the puppets she had just bought, feeling that they were cute one by one.

In broad daylight, his little princess was chewing at him, saying that she wanted to have a little wolf cub with him.

As a result, a picked milk dumpling led her all her thoughts away.

The neglected Han King felt a little sad. He wrapped his head around her from behind and pressed his head to the side of her neck: "Don't Yaoyao have a little wolf cub with Brother Jiu?"
Chapter completed!