I'm not a wild eater

Yan Shu picked up the bowl and pretended to drink porridge, his shoulders shook because of suppressed laughter.

【Master Shu, you've revealed your secrets. 】

[Hahahaha, my Lord Shu is really too cute. 】

【Now it's Master Mu's turn to be anxious. 】

[It deserves it, when Lord Shu took the initiative just now, he was busy eating. 】

【Hungry, I just had lunch today. 】

[Why is Master Shu even more stingy than Lord Mu? A pot of porridge costs more than 100 yuan. 】

[We have more than 40 here, the kind with shrimp and crab. 】

"Forget it, let's not tie it if it doesn't end, we are still young anyway."

As Mu Qing said, he slowly added some soup to his bowl.

The rest is going to be left to Yan Shu.

"How dare you!" Yan Shu said, putting down the bowl with a bang.

"No, no, I dare not."

Mu Qing stopped the movement in his hands, and stammered.

"It's almost there."

Yan Shu smiled, poured the soup from Muqing's spoon into his own bowl, and pushed the clay pot to Muqing.

Hey.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

Chapter 220 I'll Help You Cut Your Hair

After dinner, clean up.

Yan Shu happily boiled water in a newly fired small pottery pot, while Mu Qing followed her instructions and cut off six sections of old bamboo tubes.

Circle the plantain cloth and put it into the bamboo tube.

The new clay pot is one size smaller than the soup pot.

The water boiled each time is only enough to fill two bamboo tubes.

"Meow"

The king went outside to play around and came back. With a meow, he jumped on the bed and catted.

"What do you mean by the king?" Yan Shu asked.

Muqing spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know.

[What else can you mean, I warn you to restrain yourself. 】

【Your Majesty, what kind of bad intentions can you have? It's just that you don't want to eat dog food. 】

【Hahahaha, arrogantly hiding on the bed. 】

【Your Majesty is really fed up with dog food, and he doesn't even ask for meat when he comes back. 】

[It means that the king has a small appetite, but we have a large appetite, please increase the amount for us. 】

[Yes, as a mother-fetal single dog, please give me the afternoon one every day. 】

【Relying on Lord Mu to starve to death, let's send it to Master Shu. 】

Yan Shu went to the beam of the shelter, untied the two little mountain mice and put them in the king's dining room.

He turned his head and shouted, "Your Majesty, come to eat."

The king jumped over and smelled it, then returned to the bed, raised a small paw and licked it.

"It should have been eaten outside, so I ate it myself when I was hungry at night."

"My lord, do you want to try this?" Mu Qing said, putting the cat climbing frame aside.

The king straightened his body, and looked at the strange thing in front of him curiously.

Stretched out a cat paw to test it.

He sat back and continued to lick his claws without interest.

"Eh? Why doesn't Your Majesty want to play at all?"

"I see that other people's cats like this a lot?" Mu Qing was a little puzzled.

"Why did you suddenly think of making a cat climbing frame? And the cat litter you made before." Yan Shu took another pot of water to boil, and asked by the way.

"I want to let it get acquainted with things that will be used in life in the future." Mu Qing explained.

"What will be used in later life?"

"Master Mu, don't you want to take the king back?" Yan Shu sat by the bed, looked at Mu Qing and said.

"Don't you want to?" Mu Qing asked back.

Yan Shu reached out to touch the king and shook his head.

"Why?" Mu Qing was puzzled.

"Because the king belongs here, not the steel forest."

"However, it has gotten used to us and our feeding, what will it do if we don't take it back?" Mu Qing asked.

Yan Shu got up and added some more firewood to the stove.

Sit back to the previous position.

"Master Mu, look at this jungle, you are looking at the king."

"Here, the king can have fun and explore the entire forest."

"We brought it back, what can we bring it? A whole set of cat climbing frames? Look at the king's reaction, does he like this?"

Mu Qing shook his head.