"Little Zhi, it's not pitiful at all. I just fed it."
Little Black is living comfortably. Every meal is meat or meat. Just before she went to Zhao Yun's house, she fed Little Black a piece of snake meat she had saved.
It's already had a full meal, and now it still wants to cause trouble.
No way!
"Alright, sis, when can we eat, Little Zhi is so hungry!"
"We're hungry too," Xiao Han and Little Yuanbao said at the same time.
"Mom, Dad, I know you are reluctant to eat, but these things, once cooked, are meant to be eaten. If we leave them until tomorrow, they'll spoil."
Only then did Mu Dashan and Yu Si Niang pick up their chopsticks, and Mu Shuangshuang ladled a bowl of snake soup for each of them, generously giving them the snake meat.
Mu Dashan stared at the snake meat in the bowl, swallowed, thought a bit, and suddenly asked, "Did your grandpa and grandma eat?"
