Nai Zai's growth record of beast control

"Then you can only drink one more bowl. No more. It's not good to overeat."

Mumu thought about Ning Bao's appetite, looked at Ning Bao's pitiful eyes, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay! Mumu is the best~"

Ning Bao cheered, jumped down from the stool, holding his small rice bowl in one hand and his big iron spoon in the other, happily ran to the kitchen and went straight to their oversized rice cooker.

Fengyuan finished showing off another bag of pickles and felt a little aggrieved that Qingqing ignored her. Qingqing had never ignored her before!
Mu Mu actually has a bit complicated feelings towards Feng Yuan now.To be honest, rationally speaking, if it weren't for Qingqing's memory, she wouldn't know Fengyuan at all.But from an emotional point of view, she is of course full of kindness and dependence on Fengyuan.Especially relying on this kind of emotion makes Mumu feel very strange. This is an emotion she has never experienced in Ning Bao.

But...can she and Qingqing really be the same snake?She knows that she and Qingqing have the same soul, but what does the same soul mean?They have different life experiences and different personalities.

Moreover, she probably doesn't care about Fengyuan as much as Qingqing. She actually cares more about Ning Bao.

Mumu just considered this philosophical question last night, but did not think about any results.

While Fengyuan was eating, she secretly observed Mumu. She always felt that Qingqing's mood was not right today. What on earth happened?Can't you tell her?
Ning Bao was still in the kitchen, putting as much porridge as possible into his small rice bowl.If this happened unknowingly, and you thought you were abusing the child, and seeing the child hungry, wouldn't it cause a psychological shadow from starvation?
When Ning Bao was finally finished, Fengyuan put the rice cooker directly on the table without thinking or using a bowl.Woo~ To be honest, with her appetite, this rice cooker is not even enough for her to drink.

Ning Bao happily came out with his fragrant white porridge, but when he looked at the table...

Where are Ningbao’s dried radishes?Where did Ning Bao's favorite radish go?This was specially pickled by Mumu for Ning Bao!
Where else could you go?It all went into Fengyuan's belly.Just a can of dried radish, how can it be enough to eat?

"Of all the side dishes, this dried radish is the most delicious. Will you buy more next time?"

Fengyuan was still talking while drinking porridge from the rice cooker.Ning Bao burst into tears while holding his small rice bowl, and almost burst into tears.

Without the dried radish made by Mumu, this white porridge would not be perfect!Woohoo, it’s no longer Ning Bao’s favorite white porridge~
"Hey, why don't you drink? Can't you drink anymore? Do you need me to help you, sister?"

After Fengyuan finished drinking the porridge from his rice cooker, he looked down and saw that Xiao Ningbao was still holding his own porridge religiously with both hands, his eyes dull, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

"Okay, okay, stop bullying her."

Mumu gave Fengyuan an angry look and went to the refrigerator to take out the meat floss that had just been made before:

"Eat quickly, I have to do my homework later."

Fengyuan was simply baffled.What did she do again?Why does Qingqing blame her again?Really, so love will disappear, right? It seems that ever since she saw Qingqing in this world, Qingqing has never liked her very much.

Fengyuan, who didn't know it, felt quite aggrieved. She just ate a dried radish.Is there anything I said wrong?There is nothing wrong with buying more next time.

If Wen Ya knew about her inner monologue, he would definitely want to give her a blank stare.Mumu still doesn’t like her?Her status here in Mumu is equal to that of Ning Bao. Isn't that enough? !It’s considered top-notch treatment, isn’t it?Of course, Wen Ya must only dare to think about it, and definitely not dare to act, because the pressure on Fengyuan is too strong.But the only ones who were afraid were Wen Ya, Ah Yin, Dudu, and Taotao. The three cubs didn't feel anything at all. After all, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and newborn cubs are not afraid of phoenixes.

Said Wen Ya Wen Ya arrived.At this time, Wen Ya walked out of the room yawning.The first thing I do when I get up in the morning is of course go to the kitchen to find breakfast~ Generally speaking, Mumu will definitely warm breakfast in the pot.

However, today is a little different.Wen Ya not only couldn't find breakfast, he couldn't even find the rice cooker.

"Mumu, there is a thief in the house..."

Wen Ya hurriedly ran out. Before he could finish his sentence, he saw their huge rice cooker on the dining table.

She slowly raised her head and saw Feng Yuan sitting behind the big rice cooker, looking a little aggrieved.Wen Ya felt for a moment that he might be dazzled. How could this guy like the Lord of Hell be wronged?With her strength, who in the family can make her suffer?

She was stunned for a moment. Before she could think about anything, she smelled a sweet smell on the tip of her nose and her stomach growled.

Mumu subconsciously glanced at the big rice cooker in front of Fengyuan.

What a mistake. Fengyuan's appetite is not much smaller than that of Taotie. Anyway, it's food expenses that their family can't afford.

Before Mumu could say anything, Wen Ya looked at the empty rice cooker and felt so sad that he blurted out:

"Our family will definitely go bankrupt."

After saying that, she regretted it. It was over. This guy wouldn't retaliate against her, right?Probably not. After all, she also had a contract with Ning Bao. This person seems to be Ning Bao's sister.Although Wen Ya always felt that Fengyuan didn't look like an orthodox human being, of course, there was no evidence that she was not a human being.

Fengyuan was not angry, but she suddenly realized.I understand, no wonder Qingqing has always been unhappy. It turns out it’s because she has no money, but she has money!

Fengyuan was no longer aggrieved, and immediately jumped up and down, took out all his cards, and pushed them all to Mumu, looking like a wealthy and domineering boss:

"Here, what's mine is yours, use it as you like, eat it as you like."

However, Mu Mu's only thought was that Fengyuan was in the second grade of Anthropology (˙ー˙)
"Well, Qingqing, I've handed over all my wealth to you, will you provide food and clothing? Also, will you give me pocket money every month?"

Fengyuan suddenly remembered that he might need some money sometimes.

"Yes, yes. Add two zeros to the end of Ning Bao's pocket money."

Mumu accepted Fengyuan's card naturally. She had no choice but to take care of money. She was used to it.Even when she was young, she helped Feng Yuan take care of all kinds of materials for her, such as elixirs, animal bones, magic weapons... There were many things that Feng Yuan didn't need at all, so they just piled them in his storage. It eats dust in the physical space.