The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 342 Enemies meet on a narrow road, mother and son meet (4)

 Mo Yan looked at the three with their mouths wide open and was speechless. The little flower hairballs have always been delicious, but now Dabai has become like this. What will he do when he returns to the mountains?

She picked up several slices of blanched mutton, lightly dipped it in some sauce, and put two slices in each basin. In fact, these thin slices were not enough to fit between their teeth.

After taking the first bite happily, the three of them refused to let go of Mo Yan. Their movements slowed down a little, and they couldn't wait to dig at the ground and scream. The mutton cooked in the hot pot was so delicious that they couldn't help it!

Mo Yan just focused on feeding them and became a waiter who cooked vegetables. She ate very little.

There is a little chili pepper in the sauce. If you eat less, you won’t feel it. If you eat too much, it will be very spicy. Few animals can adapt to chili peppers. No, three of them ate too much, and their noses were filled with spicy snot. They opened their mouths wide and sucked in the cold air.

Mo Yan was a little worried about damaging their intestines and stomachs, so he gave them some spiritual spring water to drink without intending to dip them in any more sauce. The mutton without the sauce tasted much worse. The three of them were very dissatisfied and started barking at her again, especially the hair ball. They stood alone, put their front paws on the edge of the table, and put their mouths into the sauce bowl to bark. , indicating that he wants to eat this.

Mo Yan’s eyes twitched as she looked at them, so she had no choice but to continue to get them on.

Halfway through the meal, Maomao came back, his sharp claws scratching on the closed door.

Li Yan hurriedly ran to open the door, and this guy flew in with flapping wings and circled twice on top of Mo Yan's head. Under the eyes of three eager eyes, he did not dare to land on her head like yesterday, and only stopped on her head. on the back of the chair behind her.

The falcon also has a sense of smell. Looking at the various fresh meats on the table and the delicious aroma coming out of the hot pot, green light flashed in his eyes. He simply forgot about delivering the letter and stretched his neck to pick it up. Unfortunately, it almost suffered from indigestion after eating hard meat for a day.

But before its beak reached the plate, it was mercilessly slapped away by a white and soft palm. Facing Maomao who was about to spread his wings and run away, Mo Yan said calmly: "Your mouth doesn't know how to touch it." How many dirty things have been picked up and the other meat is dirty, who will eat it!"

Maomao glared: I’m so happy to be disliked!

The three looked at Maomao with gloating, and made strange and unpleasant screams from their mouths, which made Mo Yan's forehead jump, and one of them kicked her.

 After the four were fed, Mo Yan freed up his hands to fill his stomach. Fortunately, the ingredients prepared were sufficient. Even if most of them were eaten by the three with a big appetite, the rest was still enough to satisfy the whole family.

Zhen'er touched her round belly and couldn't bear to put down her chopsticks while looking at the still-churning soup base. She said somewhat depressedly, "It would be great if I had two bellies, so that I can eat as much as I can when I encounter delicious food."

This silly remark made everyone laugh, and Mo Yan rolled her eyes at him: "Even if you have two bellies, if you continue to eat, you still won't be able to pretend, and you will think that it would be better if you had three bellies. Greedy. Those who eat will never know how full they are, and if they don’t know how full they are, how can they understand the happiness of being full?”

These words sounded quite meaningful. Except for Yun Sheng, who was still young and ignorant, everyone else stared blankly at the rice bowl in front of them, more or less feeling something.

Zhen'er tasted it carefully, and finally put down her chopsticks with a blushing face. She got off the table and said to Mo Yan with some embarrassment: "Zhen'er understands, thank you, eldest sister, for your teaching!"

“Just understand!” Mo Yan touched his head happily, “No matter whether you are prosperous or poor, you must keep your heart and don’t get lost.”

 (End of this chapter)