Who knew, the little guy seemed to have smelled his mother's scent, and he actually moved his little head, trying to turn around.
"Oh dear, is the young master hungry? Master, how about I take the young master downstairs to feed him, the goat milk outside is ready."
The old woman saw that the young master was hungry, and hurried over to say.
She was about to pick up the child, but a hand was faster than hers, stopping her.
The old woman looked up and saw Lin Caisang's shadowy eyes staring at her, frightening her so much that she trembled all over and quickly stepped back a few steps.
"Old woman, do you remember what I told you before?" Lin Caisang coldly stared at her and asked.
"Uh."
The old woman was choked by her words and immediately lowered her head.
She remembered that the mistress had said before that there was no need for her to care for the child as the mistress could take care of him herself.
