That expression was as kind as when he was about to see his own mother.

The wooden floor trembled as if a two-hundred-pound stone had hit the floor, and the door of the room was slammed open, and the wooden door panel hit the wall with a terrible creaking sound.

"Xiaoshan, your friend is awake!"

Extremely rugged and heroic loud voice.

Chu Xiaoxi raised his little head in a daze, and there was a strong Indian man close to two meters tall at the gate.

The man was about twenty years old, covered in rough muscles, with short black hair and a white turban on his head, sweat rolling down the black door of his brain and seeping into his dirty gray coat.

He didn't wear shoes, revealing swarthy paws, and colorful shell anklets were tied to the left and right of his strong calves.

At first glance, it looks like an NPC from an old version of a Contra game.

Mr. Shan happily greeted him, and beside the strong man who was close to two meters high, the one-meter-seven-eight mountain always looked like a little chicken.

Mr. Shan bumped his elbow against the strong man, and solemnly introduced to Chu Xiaoxi: "Sister-in-law Xi, this is MOMO, the Chinese name is Mengmeng." Now it's my brother, how about it, strong. ”

Chu Xiaoxi: ...

I don't know how to use words to describe this strong man named "Meng Meng"...

That cute man has a strong body and a simple appearance, but his eyes are very small. From a distance, it seemed as if he hadn't opened his eyes, but he did open them again.

"Hahaha, hello Xiaoxi! I'm Moe Moe. The strong man walked over heroically, wanting to shake hands with Chu Xiaoxi, but thinking of the fishy smell of his hands, he wiped his hands on his clothes with embarrassment, and stared at Chu Xiaoxi with his little eyes.

Chu Xiaoxi raised her neck, she was really tall...

"You, hello, Moe." Chu Xiaoxi smiled at him.

Meng Meng's sun-tanned old face turned red, black, red, black, red, and embarrassed to take two steps back, and scratched her short hair honestly: "Do you want to eat, I, I, I, I, I made a lot of fish fillet porridge at noon, you and you come and eat." ”

Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows: "Yo, why didn't I know you were still stammering." ”

Meng Meng smiled, revealing eight big snow-white teeth.

The islands are divided into inner and outer islands. The outer islands are mostly fishermen who make a living, and the house of three of the Meng Meng family is close to the sea, made of wood, which is surprisingly sturdy and waterproof.

They ate without a table, but spread a blanket on the floor next to the fire pot, put pots and pans on it, sat cross-legged on the ground, and ate in a circle.

Meng Meng scooped up a large spoonful of hot fish fillet porridge, handed the big bowl to Chu Xiaoxi, and stammered, "Eat, eat." ”

The bowl was bigger than Chu Xiaoxi's head, like a small basin.

Chu Xiaoxi took over the Super Bowl and fell into a mysterious silence.

This... Is this feeding pigs?

Mr. Shan sneered, poured more than half of the porridge in Chu Xiaoxi's bowl back into the pot, and patted Mengmeng's arm again: "She can't eat so much alone, you can be a girl's six meals at a time." ”

Meng Meng's little eyes were full of shock, and she muttered to herself: "You only eat such a little?" My cat eats more than you... No wonder it's small and skinny. ”

Chu Xiaoxi held the big bowl and smashed the rest of the porridge and finished it.

Not to mention, the fish fillet porridge is really fragrant and appetizing. Soft and glutinous, this rice does not seem to be Chinese rice, but a special American rice grown on the local island, slender and long, boiled soft, with a kind of milky taste, with fresh fish fillet, the porridge is thick and fragrant.

After drinking the porridge, Chu Xiaoxi put down the bowl and thanked Meng Meng, who was already sluggish on the other side, but found that Meng Meng had been staring at him without blinking.