Yuan Bao, lying on the kang, rolled her bright big eyes at the eager words of her father.
Sheep milk?
Alright, though it is rich in nutrients.
But the problem is, it has a strong, gamey taste.
With the skills of her parents, no, with the skills of the entire Yuan Family, this sheep milk would only be boiled for her to drink. Removing the gamey taste? Probably out of the question.
Of course, even if they wanted to, there was no way.
Honestly, she didn't want to drink it!
But did she have a choice?
The answer was obviously not!
Because the family had acquired a ewe, Yuan Bao's breakfast now included an extra bowl of sheep milk.
Just as she had imagined, the taste was really quite unbearable for an ordinary person.
Unfortunately, faced with her mother's various temptations, Yuan Bao, who dared not act superior, could only force herself to endure the taste and drink half the bowl.
Now, being so little, her stomach was naturally small too.
