Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Dancing is also a pure land of bliss. This kind of thing naturally does not exist for MEG. The lack of pentatonic and his talent for dancing are also extremely poor. After Amy twists a few times, he can't see it any more. He can only choose to give up and sit aside to watch Amy dance. The smile on his face never disappears from the beginning to the end.

And singing talent in general, Amy's dance talent is probably inherited from her mother, although the movements are still young, but learn very quickly, hand movements have been somewhat similar, small short hands swing lovely.

This is still the effect of learning with puppets whose movements are not very smooth. I will change the holographic projection semi intelligent dance teaching version later, and I will certainly learn better.

Ugly duckling is not strong enough to jump on the chair. He slides down with his stool legs and jumps around Amy, looking very excited.

"Ugly duckling, don't drink goat's milk today, eat bean curd." MEG looked at the active Ugly Duckling and thought.

"Meow!" Ugly duckling looked back at McGonagall and seemed to understand what he was saying. His sapphire eyes lit up, and he jumped over and rubbed his head against McGonagall's leg. All of a sudden, he became very good.

"Father, can the ugly duckling eat anything else?" Amy also stopped dancing and asked happily.

"Well, almost. The ugly duckling grows faster than other people's cats. Let's start with bean curd." McGonagall nodded with a smile. The cat in the different world is different. It's just a few days old. It's almost the same as the orange cat he raised in the previous life when it was a month old.

"But isn't bean curd sold out?" Amy looks at MEG in a puzzled way.

"There should be a little left, enough for him to eat." McGonagall got up and went to the kitchen. After eating in the morning, there were about two small bowls left. Before he started business, he put them in the incubator, but the taste might not be as good as when he was just out of the pot.

"Meow, meow, meow!" The ugly duckling jumped back and forth happily, and soon stood at the kitchen door staring at MEG. For the first time, she was able to eat something other than goat's milk. She looked very excited.

"I just don't know what flavor the little guy likes?" MEG looked back at the duckling standing at the door full of expectation, hesitated for a moment, mixed a bowl of sweet and salty, and then bought two bowls from the system with a slightly lighter red and blue edge.

Ugly duckling's bowls and utensils are all independent. Although they are tired of being in Amy's arms every day, and the little guy who often bathes is very clean, MEG still can't accept it to serve the table and share the tableware. Moreover, guests will feel uncomfortable when they see it.

"Sweet, salty, which bowl would the ugly duckling like to eat?" Amy came up and looked at Meg's steaming bowls of bean curd with a curious look on her face.

Abelmia also stopped her work and looked at the ugly duckling curiously.

"Meow, meow!" Ugly duckling stares at Meg's two bowls and swallows. When she looks at them in Amy's arms in the morning, she will drool. Now she can eat them. She is so anxious that she can stand up on her hind legs. As a result, her short legs are not strong enough. She looks very funny and falls back straight.

"Ugly duckling, you look so stupid. If you fall more stupid, I won't want you." Amy looked at the ugly duckling and said.

"Meow ~" the duckling got up smartly, rubbed Amy's calf first, and then looked expectantly at Meg's two bowls.

"Eat here. Don't knock over the bowl or fall to the ground." McGonagall put two bowls on the counter, looked at the ugly duckling and warned seriously.

"Meow, meow!" The ugly duckling nodded his head and understood Meg's words. He looked at two bowls of bean curd with bright eyes, smelling the salty one on the left and the sweet one on the right. It seemed that he was struggling with which bowl to eat.

Three people are staring at the ugly duckling, want to know which portion of tofu it will choose.

"I think it's so sweet." Abelmia weakly expressed her opinion.

"Salty is more delicious and appetizing." Meg said with a smile.

"I think sweet and salty are delicious. It's best to eat salty first and then sweet." Amy suggested seriously.

However, the ugly duckling seems to have been completely intoxicated in the smell of tofu brain. He didn't pay any attention to the three people's words. He tangled for a while, and finally stopped in front of the bowl of sweet tofu brain. He slowly poked his head and licked the golden red syrup on the surface.

"Meow!" The ugly duckling's eyes suddenly brightened, some excited cry, immediately lowered his head to eat happily, and made a light smashing sound. The golden red sugar juice and bean curd were mixed together, and the sweet bean fragrance floated in the air.

"It likes sweet bean curd." Abelmia's eyes brightened with joy.

"Not necessarily." McGonagall was quite calm. The little guy just hesitated for a long time.

The ugly duckling lowered his head and ate happily for a while. He soon fell down, put his two short legs around the bowl and put his head half on the edge of the bowl. He found a comfortable and labor-saving posture to continue eating.

"Ugly duckling, you are so delicious and lazy. You will really die of fatness in the future." Amy looked at the ugly duckling helplessly.

"Ten orange cats, nine fat, and one collapsing Kang... This is true." McGonagall looked at the ugly duckling, who even had to find a comfortable position to eat. He also shook his head helplessly. It seems that what black charcoal said before will become a word. According to this development trend, it is estimated that it won't take long for his weight to soar.

After eating a whole bowl of sweet bean curd, the ugly duckling was willing to raise his head. His face and beard were stained with bean curd, and some of them licked their tongue. His eyes immediately turned to the bowl of salty bean curd next to him.

McGonagall glanced at the clean little bowl that had been licked. There wasn't any sugar left.

Originally thought that the ugly duckling would stand up to try the taste of salty bean curd. Unexpectedly, he didn't mean to stand up at all, so he crawled over, stretched his short leg, hugged the new bowl again, and ate it again. His cheerful appearance was no worse than when he ate sweet bean curd.

"Ha ha, it seems that ugly ducklings like both, that is, they like to eat sweet first and then salty." Amy said happily. She squatted down and touched the ugly duckling's head. She seemed very satisfied with his performance.

"All of them?" Abelmia was a little disappointed.

"Yes, for orange cat, what is not to like to eat?" McGonagall smiles and shakes his head. Anyway, Amy likes it all. Now one more ugly duckling accepts it quickly. Seeing that Amy is teasing the ugly duckling, he reaches for the music box on the counter and says, "Xiaomi, father, refit this music box and give it to you."