There was a sound of wind and anger at the gate of the courtyard.

"O iniquity! The eldest brother is only thirteen years old, and she can do it! ”

Xiao Yanbao hugged Fengmian's neck and poked out his little head to look at the gate of the courtyard, his little expression became fierce.

"Erguoguo, who bullied Fengmian Guoguo?"

It must have something to do with the smell of the wind sleeping pot that made her sneeze.

"Ahh

Feng Mian didn't have time to stop it, and Feng Erli, who came in, couldn't help but complain.

"Who else can there be, naturally it is Princess Changluo!"

Chang Huaiyuan was stunned.

"She's not dead yet?"

Xiao Yanbao: "What does she want to die?" ”

Feng Sanlie was just about to explain, Feng Mian flew over at a glance, Feng Sanlie couldn't stop his mouth, Feng Mian looked at the pot helmet in Xiao Yanbao's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Xiao Yanbao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, three-pot pot, eat it while it's hot, it's hot and delicious, and it's hot and fragrant."

Wind Sanlie: "......"

Yanbao, this is a three-pot pot left for you.

Feng Mian had already entered the flower hall with Xiao Yanbao in his arms.

Xiao Yanbao sneezed again.

A touch of disgust slipped through Feng Mian's eyes, and he put Xiao Yanbao into Feng Siling's arms.

"Ah Ling, you watch Yanbao eat noodles."

Xiao Yanbao turned his head and asked him.

"Fengmian pot pot, what about you? Don't you eat it? ”

Feng Mian smiled and shook his head.

"Fengmian pot is full, there is something to deal with at this time, and I will come back soon, Yan Bao is good."

Xiao Yanbao sighed, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the crisp and tender green onions on the white and tender noodles, and his eyes instantly widened.

"Wow! It looks delicious. ”

Feng Siling smiled, took a small bowl and prepared to give Xiao Yan Baosheng out to eat slowly.

As a result, Xiao Yanbao had already taken out a big golden spoon from his arms, put it on the side of the table, bowed his head, and feasted on it.

"Whew! Whew...... Good times......"

Feng Siling's sentence "Beware of hot" has not yet been exported, and then he found that half of the noodles in the big basin were missing.

By the time he came to his senses, the bottom of the noodles in the big basin had already bottomed out.

"Suck!"

Xiao Yanbao finished a pot of noodles in two mouthfuls, and then picked up a big basin with four or five big heads of his own and began to drink soup.

Feng Siling: "......"

Rao is Mu Ling, who had not spoken all this time, looked at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Didn't Yan Bao say that she wasn't hungry?

That's it...... Or the amount of food that is not hungry?

Mu Ling subconsciously asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Yanbao, can you still eat it?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked, raised his little head from the large basin and nodded.

"Yes! Doudou, is there anything else? ”

Mu Ling: "......"

Feng Siling turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a numb face.

"There's still some noodles, I'll cook them again."

Xiao Yanbao then remembered his brothers.

"Have you eaten the four-pot pot?"

Feng Erli Feng Sanlie brothers were busy speaking.

"I've eaten it."

They knew that Yan Bao ate a lot, but this was the first time they had seen Yan Bao eat so quickly and in such large quantities.

Xiao Yanbao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good to eat it, otherwise Yanbao will be hungry after eating."

The Feng Erli brothers and the others shook their heads.

"No, we're not going to go hungry."

Xiao Yanbao's grandmother laughed and shouted at some of the same hands and feet walking towards the small kitchen.

"Four-pot pot, that Yanbao also wants Oh, put more green onions, especially fragrant, and sesame oil...... I want to, the four-pot pot has worked hard~"

The wind that was hit by the impact made a loud noise.

"It's not hard, I know."

Feng Siling went to the small kitchen again and made a pot of fragrant noodles again.

Fengmian also washed up and came back with a robe.

Xiao Yanbao was about to eat.

"Fengmian pot pot, are you done?"

Feng Mian smiled and hummed.

"It's done, Yanbao, why haven't you eaten yet?"

Feng Erli to Chang Huaiyuan, the five brothers spoke in unison.

"This is already the second pot."

Fengmian was stunned.

"The second pot?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled and nodded.

"That's right, Fengmian pot pot, Yan Bao eats more, Yan Bao eats more, he will definitely grow faster, and he will soon be as tall as an ordinary three-year-old child."

Five Feng Erli brothers: "......"

Suddenly, I felt that I shouldn't feel that Yanbao had eaten too much.

After all, Yan Bao had a hard time in Gu Xiangfu for the previous three years.

Feng Erli sighed.

"It's a blessing to be able to eat!"

The three spirits of the wind echoed.

"That's right! Eat more, grow ...... High. ”

Feng Siling: "Yanbao only eats, not enough for four pots to do it." ”

Feng Xiaowu: "Yanbao, you eat slowly, don't burn it." ”

Chang Huaiyuan wanted to ask Feng Erli about his sister, but he felt that he shouldn't mention his sister now, so he had to hold it in his heart.

"Yanbao eats, Huaiyuan pot will help you put it in a small bowl."

I have seen Xiao Yanbao's two golden spoons kill a large pot of noodles.

"No, Yanbao can eat it with a big golden spoon."

It doesn't make sense that the same person's pupils are shaking, but the brothers don't know.

Xiao Yanbao nodded hurriedly.

"That's right! Yan Bao eats with a big golden spoon sent by the emperor, and the food is fast, Yan Bao is not afraid of being hot, and the hot one is more delicious. ”

After the little guy finished speaking, he lowered his head and cooked.

A large golden spoon went down, and the noodles were missing by more than half.

Feng Mian Feng Erli Feng San Gale Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan Brothers: "......"

One more scoop.

The big pot is bottomed.

Xiao Yanbao put the big golden spoon aside, and the little fat hand grabbed both sides of the basin and trembled towards his small mouth.

With that trembling appearance, everyone was afraid that she would sprinkle the noodle soup on herself.

As a result, before everyone could speak, the little guy had already put the big basin to the side of the little mouth and drank the noodle soup in a big gulp.

Feng Mian Feng Erli Feng San Gale Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan Brothers: "......"

Most of the pot of noodle soup is just a blink of an eye.

Feng Mian, Feng Erli Feng San, Gale Wind, Xiao Wu and Chang Huaiyuan brothers all panicked for the little guy's stomach.

Feng Mian asked her anxiously while helping her take the basin and put it on the table.

"Yanbao, do you feel very supportive?"

Xiao Yanbao shook his head and wiped his little mouth with the soup hanging on it.

"Fengmian pot pot, Yanbao still wants to eat."

Fengmian: "......"

Feng Erli, Feng San, Gale Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan Brothers: "......"

Feng Siling didn't say anything, silently turned around and walked to the small kitchen.

Xiao Yanbao asked him hurriedly.

"Four-pot pot, is there still noodles in the kitchen?"

Feng Siling's voice was called a smooth numbness.

"Yes! There is also half a bag of noodles, and the four pots are boiled for Yanbao. ”

Fengmian took a breath.

"I'll help you."

Xiao Yanbao cheered.

"Thank you, Fengmian pot, pot pot, four-pot pot! Fengmian pot pot pot four-pot pot you are so good~"

The wind is gone.

But he took a bite of the pot helmet, as if he couldn't give Xiao Yanbao any more food.

What to do?

There is a pond in the backyard with fathead fish in the pond.

"Yanbao, do you eat fish?"

Yan Bao nodded.

"Eat, three-pot pot, Yanbao is not a picky eater."

Feng Sanlie nodded.

"Wait, the three-pot pot will catch fish for you to eat."

Xiao Yanbao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

"Thank you Sanguo Guo, Sanguo Guo, you are so good~"

Feng Xiaowu looked at the sauce elbow he was holding in his arms and put it in front of Xiao Yanbao.

"Yanbao, eat first, and the five-pot pot will also give you to catch fish."

Feng Erli and Chang Huaiyuan followed with their legs.

"I'll go too! There is strength in numbers. ”

Mu Ling held the long sword and watched quietly under the eaves.

Then silently looked up at the sky.

In this case, Yan Bao can't be the legendary reincarnation of gluttony, right?

But gluttonous eaters?