"Fat man, why do you sometimes speak differently from us, and use strange words, do all the people in the imperial capital talk like this?"

"That's not it, I actually came back from the imperial capital when I was two months old, and I didn't speak at all. For example?" said Phil, who asked the little girl to give an example. "What does SHA BI mean, for example?" said Anna, curious.

"Poof, ahem"

The drink in Phil's mouth squirted straight out, choking and coughing, and Anna kindly patted him on the back.

The little girl in front of me is actually very smart, no worse than him, and she likes to read very much.

COINCIDENTALLY, IN THE OTHER TWO CONTINENTAL DIALECTS, THE PRONUNCIATION OF THE WORD SHA BI HAS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT INTERPRETATIONS, WHICH ARE VELVET AND HARD NUTS THAT CANNOT BE BROKEN.

"You can understand it according to the latter meaning. Phil secretly rejoiced that if that explanation had been used in the right context, he could still have been fooled.

Anna was obviously a little excited, pursed her lips, and looked at the little fat man with a "I'll just look at your stupid" expression.

"And this? I see you use it a lot with little Duke. Anna burst out of her thirst for knowledge, and her bright red mouth kept asking.

As he spoke, he stretched out his fist at Phil's big fat face, and the finger in the middle stood straight up.

The shallot-like fingers are slender and white, but with this gesture, they don't look so cute.

The corners of Phil's eyes twitched, and his face was stinky, which made Anna laugh again when he saw this.

In a moment, she laughed more than she had in the past week.

"Be careful not to let them see that they are as red as the butt of a honey dolphin. Phil decisively changed the subject, pointed behind him, and warned viciously: "If you are discovered, I will throw you into the lake and kill you." ”

"Ass, poof, haha. Anna was noticeably taller, and her laughter was cramping, causing several of the others to peek in.

"I'm so cute and pretty, you're willing to throw me down to feed the fish?" Anna held her little face and looked at Phil with a wry.

Listen, is this like what a six-year-old girl should say?

Phil ignored the drunkard, but turned away, and asked the servant to take out the flower fish from the ashes, and the heat should be almost over.

A few little guys had already eliminated the big fish directly roasted on the charcoal fire, and they were still unsatisfied, and they all gathered around at this moment.

The yellow mud wrapped in the outside has been roasted to the ground and looks as hard as a stone.

Phil slammed it with a small hammer a few times, causing the heat inside to escape through the cracks, and suddenly a rich aroma wafted into the air by the lake.

The original emerald green leaves have been soaked with the fat of the grilled fish, and with a slight flick, the skin is torn off along with the fish, revealing the plump crimson flesh inside.

The fibers of the fish are delicate, neatly arranged, and the surface is mixed with orange-red oils and spices, which is particularly attractive.

Phil even heard the sound of the little guy swallowing his saliva, and even a few adult servants not far away pretended to peek in this way from time to time, especially the little maid Blair.

Although she is slender, in fact, the amount of food that this little woman eats is amazing, even far exceeding that of her best friend, the chubby little Manman.

Phil had seen her hold a whole chicken leg more than half a meter long and gnaw on it, and in less than half an hour, all that was left was a smooth bone stick.

I don't know where so much food has been eaten, but her waist and abdomen are as flat as ever, as if there is a wormhole leading to an unknown space.

"Whew!"

This is little Duke, who was scalded when he took his first bite of fish.

"You can't just be a little cool, can you?" Phil certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to complain about this cold face, which was one of his few recent pleasures in life.

Although he obviously saw that Jasmine was the first to take the fish, he stuffed it into Little Duke's mouth.

Little Duke fanned the wind with his hands, opened his mouth wide and exhaled hot air, not caring for explanation.

Jasmine next to her smiled secretly, didn't mean to explain at all, leaned over with her feet, and helped him blow together.

Alas, at a young age, the air was mixed with some inexplicable sour smell.

Phil felt someone stab him in the waist, and when he looked back, it was Anna, and he didn't know whether to blame him for giving Jasmine first, or asking him not to bully little Duke.

The little beauty naturally had to focus on taking care of it, so Phil chose a piece of meat with the most fat at the top of the fish's belly and put it on the plate held by the little green onion.

In just a short contact time, he already knew that this little loli was a complete carnivore, especially for fat-rich meat.

Sure enough, I was still pouting my lips just now, and in the blink of an eye, I was as bright as a dog's tail flower.

The two fish were not small, enough for six half-full bear children to share, but in the blink of an eye, only the remains of the fish head and fish bones remained, making the servants cast resentful looks.

The little kids touched their round bellies and complained that Phil had done less, and even his hardcore Anna didn't stand up to say a word of justice.

Phil didn't eat much himself, he could only eat a few grilled shrimp to fill his belly, and the round crab was his favorite, and the plump crab roe ran down his fingers, which was extremely delicious.

After a noisy lunch, a group of children were full of oil and very satisfied.

"What's this grilled fish method called?" asked Jasmine, or the cutest and most sensible black-haired girl, who knew how to find an opportunity for the chef to show off.

"It's called Huayu, and you can also use this method to make it called Huaji and Huadi Dragon Meat, you can try it. Phil put on a more reserved expression, waiting for praise.

"Oh, little Duke, let's go back ......," the brunette threw him a word, turned and ran.

Phil feels that his whole person is not good, and sure enough, no matter what the world, you can't expect too much from women, regardless of age.

It's better to be reliable to cultivate one, and the little fat man turned his head and shot an evil gaze at an innocent blonde girl.

Anna was clearly not yet free from the power of red wine, and was overfeat, dazed, and yawned from time to time.

Sensing Phil's gaze, he misunderstood what he meant, handed over a fist-sized purple fruit, and asked, "Do you want more?" ”

"No, if I were you, I wouldn't have eaten fruit after eating shrimp. "When I look at this color, I feel rich in vitamins and fruit acids.

"Why?" is obviously a joke, but you have a bit of a work ethic.

Anna stared blankly at the lake, her eyes didn't turn to this side at all, and she was about to fall asleep.

"It hurts my stomach. Phil just explained briefly, didn't continue to show off, and wrapped the little Lori with his own cloak, leaving only the handsome little face exposed, and the wind blowing on the lake was still a little cold.

Besides, he doesn't know if there is such a taboo in this world, Catherine has never taught him this, maybe the people here are in good health.

After lunch, the little ones were a little immobile, so they hastily ended this large-scale event that had been planned for a month and scattered home.

Lori is good.,It's just that it's too laborious to cultivate.。

Phil sighed with emotion, and at the same time walked on two chubby little short legs, moving home, it would be better to let Catherine give birth to a sister for herself.

"How was today's date? Did you cheat a BoBo?" Before he could change his clothes, he was blocked by Catherine at the door, and he came up and went straight to the point.

Looking at Catherine's playful eyes, Phil felt even worse.

The little girl born to a woman with this kind of character is not expected to grow into a well-behaved sister.

"What a date, it's just fishing, fishing. Phil emphasized that the woman was getting more and more bored.

Catherine showed a look of disgust after hearing this, and chased after her, "Excuse me, someone prepared a whole day yesterday, with a hammer and spice, and I don't know for whom, and I haven't seen you treat your mother so hard." ”

What about conscience?

Eaten by the Beast Earth Dragon?

Not to mention sesame oil, the potato chips, steamed buns with shallot and dragon meat, and small red shrimp dumplings made under his guidance, when did this woman not eat and live without taking care of herself?

Phil really didn't bother to look back and defend himself, and just when he staggered by, he smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Catherine's body, and obviously had just returned from eating and drinking outside.

He trotted all the way back to his room, his heavy little body rattling the wooden staircase.

It wasn't until lying in the big bathtub dedicated to him that Phil exhaled a breath of turbidity, bad luck today, maybe he hit the villain, and he had to wash his bad luck well.

If Catherine is pregnant, will she not have the energy to pay attention to herself all the time, Phil secretly speculated.