Chapter 277 The Little Donkey Eating Meat

Even if he didn't want to admit it, or he didn't want it to happen in the first place, it happened.

Thinking of what happened that night... Mu Lianfeng's forehead hurt.

He tried hard to recall, not knowing why a woman suddenly came that night. The only thing I remember is that there is a small, red lotus imprint on her chest, which is beautiful and delicate.

I don't know who this woman is or where she is now. He is not an irresponsible person, and if he finds her, he will definitely give her an account.

Mu Lianfeng made dinner with her.

Zhao Yuner was afraid that Mu Lianfeng would really be bored alone, so she didn't let him go into the room to lie down and rest. The dinner was as rich as ever because of the meat delivered by Zhao Wensheng.

In addition to the braised pork, Zhao Yuner also cut a bit of meat and made meatballs.

The meat was chopped, chopped together, added some ginger, and stuffed with some chopped green onion. It was made into a ball shape and cooked with cabbage, and it tasted pretty good.

Doudou was eating with a bowl, and secretly stuffed the meat for Xiaohei.

Xiao Hei is a dog and naturally likes to eat meat. The pork rind was quickly swallowed into the stomach.

But now it's still a little milk dog, and his soft and tender teeth can't bite. The meat is happy to eat.

Doudou secretly fed the dog plug, Zhao Yuner also saw it, but did not expose Doudou.

This child would rather eat less by himself and share it with Xiao Hei, and he is truly blessed to share with Xiao Hei.

"Mother..." Doudou was eating, raised her head, and looked at Zhao Yuner.

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaohei eats meat, does Xiaomao eat meat?"

"Xiao Mao doesn't eat meat." Zhao Yun'er shook her head. Donkeys eat grass, just like cattle, sheep and horses.

"O..." Doudou lowered his head, as if he still didn't believe it.

He likes both Xiao Mao and Xiao Hei, so why can't he give Xiao Hei meat instead of Xiao Mao? The two of them can't be treated too differently.

Doudou quickly finished the rice in his bowl, wiped his mouth with his little hand, and said to Zhao Yuner, "Mother, I'm done."

"Why did I eat so fast today, isn't my mother's cooking delicious?" Zhao Yuner was a little curious.

"It's delicious, but mother, Doudou is really full."

"Okay, just eat when you're full."

"Well, mother, then I'll go see Xiao Mao." Doudou said.

The corners of Zhao Yuner's lips raised, "Okay, let's go."

When Doudou lied, she dared not look into her eyes. Zhao Yuner was curious, what is Doudou going for.

So when Doudou went out, Zhao Yuner also secretly followed.

When Doudou arrived at the wooden shed, he opened his palm to Xiaomao, and there was a piece of braised pork in his palm.

"Xiao Mao, look, this is meat, but it's fragrant. My mother made it, do you want to eat it?"

Doudou's serious and cute look almost melted Zhao Yuner's heart.

This silly boy...how could a donkey eat meat? Although I wanted to share it with Xiao Mao, I couldn't help but believe what she said.

What made Zhao Yuner almost drop her chin was when Xiao Mao smelled the braised pork in the palm of Doudoujiao, she stretched out her tongue, rolled it gently, then ate it into her mouth and chewed it.

After eating the braised pork, Xiaomao still didn't know what to do, and rubbed against Doudou's hand again, looking for Doudou's palm to see if he still had it.

"Xiao Mao, no more, it seems that you like to eat it, Doudou will bring it to you next time!" Doudou said.