Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 13 The little Fubao who caused trouble
Lao Chunhua came to Shui's house again, and Lao Shi directly brought out two bowls of thick porridge and put them in front of her, which shocked Lao Chunhua so much that she almost didn't even hold the bowls.

"drink!"

With an order, Lao Chunhua reflexively picked up the porridge and drank it all in one gulp.

Brother Chen Pan's envious eyes lit up.

These are two bowls of thick and fragrant white rice porridge.

Only a porridge cook like her knows how delicious and gluttonous this porridge is.

Unfortunately, it was drunk by an outsider.

Looking back at Chuyun, who was drinking brown rice soup with his head down, Chen Pandi couldn't help curling his lips.

Silly B!

Feed the milk to the man well, and now it's all over, even my own porridge is gone.

Thinking that Chuyun didn't make a fuss, and the three sisters-in-law were treated one by one, Chen Pandi's heart was miraculously healed.

Shui Shou raised his face full of scars, looked at Lao Shi hesitant to speak, but was stared at by Lao Shi's sharp eyes, and honestly died down again.

White rice porridge is really a good thing. After two bowls of porridge, Lao Chunhua's stomach and chest also swell.

After a while, the milk started to flow out.

Laoshi looked at Shui Jinglan gulping down milk, his eyes narrowed into lines with joy.

After a while, Shui Jinglan ate and drank enough, burped, and stopped drinking after spitting out milk.

Lao Shi was extremely satisfied. Before, he was worried that Guanglao Chunhua's milk would not be enough to feed Fu Bao, but now it seems that the more he eats, the more milk he has.

If I had known that I would have let Lao Chunhua feed it alone, I would have saved myself from being so angry.

Thinking of this, Laoshi couldn't help beating Lao Chunhua: "Chunhua, do you know why I gave you a drink for two?"

Lao Chunhua was terrified, with a dazed expression on her face.

She came to Shui's house to breastfeed Fu Bao, but her mother-in-law didn't want her, because the time she spent going back and forth delayed her work at home.

But because she ate three meals a day at Shui's house and saved food for her husband's family, her mother-in-law reluctantly agreed.

But she still has to do the housework, and even more.

She was busy in the fields at home every day, and she didn't even know that Shui Shou's milk stealing happened.

"It's because your third sister-in-law took the milk..." After all, Lao Shi was shameless, and couldn't say anything about his son stealing milk to drink, so he said vaguely, "Your third sister-in-law didn't breastfeed well, so I stopped her porridge."

Speaking of this, Laoshi showed a stern expression on his face: "If you dare to feed your girl a film in private, then don't come to drink porridge in the future."

"No, no." Lao Chunhua hurriedly waved her hands and assured, "Don't worry, old lady, I'm not that kind of person. I said I wouldn't feed my baby if I didn't feed it. I can swear that if I feed someone else , let me be struck by lightning and die a good death."

Lao Chunhua is a real person. When she was at home, Shen Ju valued boys over girls, and she was not good to her. Marrying into her husband's family was even more difficult. If Lao Shi didn't give her porridge, she would have forgotten what porridge was like. How could it be possible to do something like a white-eyed wolf who drank Lao Shi's porridge and fed his own children?

Laoshi nodded, and then told him worriedly: "Your man can't do it either."

Lao Chunhua's face was swollen purple, and she murmured, "Old Gu, what are you talking about? How can such a thing happen?"

Lao Shi was also embarrassed, he was so angry with his own son that his mind was confused.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the fat and cute Shui Jinglan, Lao Shi was filled with joy.

But after the joy, I couldn't help but worry again, because the rice at home was gone.

Without white rice, you can’t make porridge. Without porridge, where can Lao Chunhua get milk to feed Fubao?

"Hey, old man, the white rice at home is gone, you can go to Lao Si and get some more tomorrow."

Lao Shi sat on the small bamboo chair at the door with Fu Bao in his arms, watching Old Man Shui chopping firewood.

Old Man Shui responded without thumping.

"Hey, old man, when do you think this disaster year will pass?"

"soon."

"How did you know?"

Old Man Shui glanced at Shui Jinglan, and then gave Lao Shi a "you are stupid" expression.

Laoshi understood in seconds, lowered his head to Shui Jinglan and said, "Fubao? Tell me when will this disaster year pass?"

Shui Jinglan blinked, and yelled "Ahhhh" three times, which meant that he was rude.

Laoshi nodded and said happily, "It's very fast."

He asked again, "How long is that? Four months?"

"Ahhh."

Lao Shi was pleasantly surprised: "It's really four months, Fu Bao, you are really a lucky star."

"Ahhh." (I didn't say it!)

"Okay, okay, I know you said it was four months, so I don't need to emphasize it any more."

The old man smiled happily, and said to the old man Shui: "Old man, did you hear that, Fu Bao said that the disaster year will be over in four months."

The old man Shui was smiling all over his face, looking at Shui Jinglan dotingly.

Shui Jinglan: ...

what did she say?

D!
The baby is not happy.

Don't open Sen, what should I do?

By the way, scare grandma and grandpa.

Shui Jinglan rolled her big eyes, and then stretched out her fat little claws.

"Batt."

With a sound, Lao Shi watched helplessly as a large bag of rice appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"Old man... rice... rice... big white rice..." Lao Shi jumped up from the chair with Shui Jinglan in his arms, speechless incoherently in fright.

Shui Jinglan giggled.

On the second day after she was born, she discovered that there was a small world called Tuntian Artifact inside her body.

The small world is divided into three parts, one is the warehouse, which has a lot of delicious food, food that flies in the sky, food that goes underground, and food that grows in the soil.

The other is a piece of black land, which is full of various fruits and herbs, so colorful that it dazzles her.

She has never seen the last place clearly, because it is surrounded by white smoke, and occasionally there are two big golden characters "Swallowing the Sky" faintly appearing on the lintel.

The rice thrown by Shui Jinglan was just one of the tens of thousands of bags piled up in a corner of the warehouse.

Seeing Laoshi's frightened and longing for rice, Shui Jinglan got up to play a prank.

With a wave of the little meat claw, another bag of flour fell out.

Now the old couple saw clearly that the two packages of food that came out of nowhere were actually made by their Fubao.

Old man Shui has always been quicker than his brain. He rushed to the door in two steps in three steps, and slammed the door with a bang. He pushed the door and bolted it all in one go.

"Oh, it hurts me to death..."

Outside the door, Shui Lu was about to enter the door, but he was hit with a sore nose by his own father, which made him cry and snot.

Father, didn't it mean that I took out a bird's egg yesterday and ate it myself and didn't honor you, so you don't have to retaliate against me like this?

"Old lady, take Fubao into the house."

Before old man Shui gave orders, Lao Shi had already entered the house with Shui Jinglan in his arms.

The old man Shui also entered the back room with a bag of grain in each hand, and then closed the door of the old couple's room, and all the windows were tightly closed.

Seeing the tense look of the old couple, Shui Jinglan laughed happily, and Little Claw felt restless again.

So bags of rice noodles rushed out one after another.

"Hey, little ancestor, that's enough, enough, don't throw it out anymore."

The old man was so anxious that he called his ancestors. Although rice noodles are a good thing, but now every family can hardly drink it. There are so many rice noodles in his house. How should I explain it?

Shui Jinglan rolled his pitch-black eyes.

Oh, is there enough food?
Let's have some meat then.

Then with a bang, a big wild boar with black hair and tusks of five or six hundred catties plopped out.

The dizzy big wild boar circled around a few times, staring at a completely unfamiliar place.

"Oh my god, wild boar!" Laoshi didn't even care about old man Shui, and rushed out of the door with Shui Jinglan in his arms.

(End of this chapter)