Left hand charm!Right hand sword!The little ancestor came down the mountain and got out of the way!

Chapter 31 The dining table is like a battlefield, grab, grab, grab!
"Don't worry, we must make sure you are well fed! Although our banker is not rich, we will never let you go hungry. In the morning, there will be big meat buns with egg soup, pork filling and mutton filling." Mrs. Zhuang said happily. Said.

At this moment, she still doesn't understand the power of the rice cook. When she ate mutton last night, she saw that Mu Mu's appetite was almost the same as her own son's.

After hearing that Big Meat Bun was in charge, Qingyang and Qingmu suddenly felt that Mrs. Zhuang was really a good person.

Several baskets of steamed buns have been placed on the dining table, each with thin skin and rich fillings, and are served with egg soup, fried dough sticks, and side dishes.

After a simple breakfast, we started cooking.

General Zhuang greeted Mrs. Zhuang, "Children eat hard, the pot is still steaming, so don't be polite."

When Mrs. Zhuang saw that Miss Wu was not sitting down, she quickly asked her to sit down. "Sorry, our family does not have separate seats for men and women. How about I accompany you to sit at this small table."

"No, Mrs. Zhuang, I will work as a maid for the master now. I will wait until everyone has finished eating and then I will eat." Wu Qingqing tried hard to think of how to be a good slave.

"You don't have to stand. Since you are willing to follow me, follow my rules and sit down to eat. When my senior brothers finish eating, there will be nothing left." Su Mumu quickly gave Wu Qingqing three buns.

"Thank you, Master. One meal and one bowl of soup are enough for me!" Wu Qingqing never ate much for breakfast.

"Eating so little? It's like feeding the birds. You can't do this. Your body is too weak. Eat at least two. Don't be afraid of getting fat. Your body is your own." Su Mumu disagreed. Who said that every woman has to be thin? It has to be like a bamboo pole.

She just loves the flesh on her body.

How wonderful it is for a strong woman like Mrs. Zhuang!
"Yes! Women must strengthen themselves. After you finish eating, I will teach you a set of boxing and you can practice it every day. You have a strong body and a good appetite. Otherwise, if Mu Mu runs ahead and you can't keep up, how can you serve her? "When Mrs. Zhuang saw that her daughter was willing to let Wu Qingqing serve her, she had to train her.

Wu Qingqing nodded fiercely, "Thank you Madam Zhuang and Master for your guidance, I understand!"

She bit into the big meat bun fiercely. She must eat more to be strong enough to serve her master.

At first everyone ate, talked and laughed.

Soon the five boys from the banker discovered that the two little Taoist priests were actually eating steamed buns one at a time.

Such a big meat bun is not afraid of being burned. It's really too much to stuff one into one mouthful.

This speed, this eating phase is like I haven't eaten in 800 years.

From chopsticks to hand grabbing, even General Zhuang and Mrs. Zhuang joined in.

Wu Qingqing was so stuffed with two buns that she could barely speak. Seeing that they were eating at least ten buns each, she was so frightened that she opened her mouth wide. Take another sip of soup!
Only now did Mrs. Zhuang understand why her daughter kept emphasizing that they could eat it. This was too edible.

After eating so much, it still looks like a thin dog. I really don’t know where the food went.

"Mrs. Zhuang, you are such a good person. I will definitely beat your son well, no, train your son! Let their martial arts go to a higher level." Aoki almost let it slip.

Qingyang also patted his belly, "Eighty percent full, so good! Master eats a bottomless bowl of white porridge every day, and I'm almost starving to death."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhuang immediately felt distressed, "If we're not full, let them order some more noodles. We don't want to be eighty percent full, we want to eat to our heart's content."

"Madam, why don't you accept me as your son!" Aoki felt that Mrs. Zhuang's maternal nature shone brightly.

"You can eat food, but let's forget about my son! We have no shortage, and we have a lot of self-produced food." General Zhuang immediately objected.

He was afraid that his wife would agree if she felt soft-hearted.What's so good about brats is that they don't care about them at all!
"Then let's eat!" Aoki wasn't disappointed either. After all, so many senior brothers didn't have parents, so he wasn't the only one missing.

They were all picked up by the master. Without the master, they would have died long ago.

"Here comes the noodles!" It was the first time that the chef of the banker felt that he was so important. Originally, his master, wife and young men were enough to eat, but he didn't expect that three more delicious ones would come.He couldn't wait to show off all his skills. As a cook, he was most afraid of a table full of leftovers, and least afraid of adding vegetables.

"Mom, I want to continue eating too." Zhuang Yuanyu felt that these people were too arrogant.

He must eat more to make his body stronger and not let the three little guys look down on him.

"I want to eat too." Zhuang Yuandian is also excited. He wants to grow up and become stronger quickly! ! !
"Eat, eat, eat all! It's a blessing to be able to eat, Mumu, do you want more?" Mrs. Zhuang was the first to ask her daughter.

Su Mumu shook her head, "I'm full, let them eat."

Not only did she grab it by herself, but Mrs. Zhuang also helped her to grab it. She ate thirteen meat buns, three fried dough sticks, and two bowls of soup in one go. She was full.

A large bowl of noodles was shared among these four boys.

The last one burped and leaned back on the chair.Qingyang and Qingmu felt comfortable touching their bellies.

But Zhuang Yuanyu and Zhuang Yuandian felt uncomfortable, especially Zhuang Yuandian, he was young!

Eating is not a fight. The result of forcing yourself to eat is to run out after a while and throw up against the edge of a tree.

"Yes! What a silly boy, he wants to compete in everything." General Zhuang looked disgusted. He took the riding whip and was about to go to the South Camp.

Mrs. Zhuang quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute, you ask for leave today. Guests will be arriving at our house soon, and I want to tell all our relatives and friends about Mu Mu's daughter. I sent out the overnight post last night .”

General Zhuang frowned and said with a dark face, "What did you ask them to do? They are not annoying enough!"

"I got such a good daughter, I want to show off, you can't control it! Humph!" Mrs. Zhuang also told this bitch last night about the two children at home.

As a result, he snored as soon as he turned over. He didn't take it to heart at all, so he didn't get her good looks now.

"Okay, okay, please take leave, please take leave! It's all at your discretion. I was wrong." General Zhuang was definitely the fastest in admitting his mistake.

After all, he switches back and forth between admitting mistakes and making mistakes every day, and the main one is sincerity.

Su Mumu watched the two of them getting along, and she couldn't help but start to think, would it be like this if her parents were together?
"Little junior sister, should we start training them now? I think they are too weak!" Qingyang and Qingmu looked down on Zhuang Yuanyu and Zhuang Yuandian a little.

As for the little guy Zhuang Yuanbing, he had no chance at all.

This arrogant attitude immediately irritated Zhuang Yuanyu, "Practice now. It's not certain which of us is weak! My father is a general."

"Oh, are you showing off that you have a father? I have a master, and my master is super powerful." Qingyang said this with a guilty conscience.

Because he has never seen anything so powerful about his master.

In the front, I rely on my senior brother to support me, and in the back, I rely on my junior sister to support me. If the master insists on finding a place to be powerful, it will be nonsense and nonsense.

"Let's go, see the real chapter on the school field!" Zhuang Yuanyu shouted angrily.

"Who is afraid of whose grandson!" Ten-year-old Qingyang faced off against 11-year-old Zhuang Yuanyu, which was like fighting with two sticks.

"Then we're going too?" Aoki said to Zhuang Yuan, he would have to fight sooner or later anyway.

Zhuang Yuandian was not stupid this time. He quickly waved his hand, "I'm not feeling well, you go first!"

(End of this chapter)