"Holy, Mom?"

As soon as Yu Manman stepped into the door of the classroom, a burly figure behind him couldn't wait to follow her and squeeze in.

It's really 'squeezed' in...

Considering the difference in racial size, the doors of the classrooms of the Alliance Academy are very spacious, and even the big men of the Xiang clan can easily enter and exit, but compared to that figure, it still looks a little narrow.

She was more than two meters tall, but she was at least one and a half meters horizontally, and she looked like a heavy stone wall.

As soon as the young man from the wealthy family next to him sat down, he was directly squeezed out a few meters away and sat on the ground.

Emperor Zhu Wuhuang tried hard to poke his head out of her generous embrace: "Mom, why are you here?"

His chubby body was in his mother's arms, and he looked very petite...

"Son, why are you so thin?"

Hu Huniu freed up a hand, pinched from the thigh of Da Zhu Wuhuang to his face, and was distressed, and explained for a long time: "That old guy said that you are going to get married, and there must be someone in the family, right? And then the old bastard told me that the girl ran away, whose child is blind, where can I find such a handsome baby?"

She glanced towards the classroom, with a look of disgust: "Well, son, like gathers like things, I guess there are no good goods in this place, you see those girls are all thin, or let's stop reading, go home with my mother... What's that little guy next door? White, chubby, pretty!"

Hu Huniu's voice was very loud, as soon as this sentence came out, the whole classroom was quiet, even the boys, all the girls almost didn't blow up, even Yu Manman had a black line...

Why did you have your own daughter-in-law running away, what does it matter to us? What do you mean that there are no good goods in a broken place? Aunt and grandmother, is this called thin? Is that slim?

"Dudu? is that chubby girl with a waist and mom you have to fight?"

Da Zhu Wuhuang's face was a little pale, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Mom, I think the academy is very good, the students are all talents, and they speak well, I like it here!"

As he spoke, he bumped his ass to his side: "Brother, did you say? Hey, what are you doing sitting on the ground?"

The young man of the Hao clan wanted to cry without tears: "Do you want to sit on the ground? Is that your mother squeezing?"

He was about to scold his mother, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Hu Huniu's pair of copper bell-like eyes, and for some reason he lost his courage in an instant, and he was stunned there as if he had been pointed, and he could only nod his head blankly.

"The resentment from Hao Hao is worth 300 points!"

"Is it really that good?"

Hu Huniu was a little skeptical, but she didn't think much about it, her son said that if he likes it, he likes it!

She let go of her hand and happily patted Da Zhu Wuhuang's back: "Let's go, my mother has brought a lot of vitality stones this time, and I will take you to eat good ones! What about roast lamb legs? My good babies are hungry and thin..."

Da Zhu Wuhuang looked at his waistline, a little speechless, but still smiled and nodded heavily: "Hmm!"

"Class is coming soon, are you really good like this? Besides, early in the morning, the barbecue stall is not out of the stall, where are you going to eat roast leg of lamb?"

Yu Manman was a little speechless, wanting to say something, but for some reason he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only watch the two of them walk out of the classroom with a smile and leave.

Da Zhu Wuhuang entered the first class of the academy and skipped...

......

The alliance didn't have any habit of eating breakfast, the snack street was empty, and the mother and son finally didn't find a roast leg of mutton, so they could only find a stall selling steamed buns and sit down.

"Broken steamed buns are sold so expensive, why don't you grab them?"

Hu Huniu looked at the signboard next to the stall and muttered, a fist-sized steamed bun has five low-level vitality stones, and a bowl of pumpkin porridge is also five low-level vitality stones, according to the price of Tianjing, it is actually not expensive, but this kind of thing, with the amount of food she and Da Zhu Wuhuang, how much do you have to eat to be full?

Hu Huniu took out a tattered purse from her arms, carefully untied it, picked out five middle-grade vitality stones from it, thought about it, gritted her teeth and took out five more, and then knocked on the table: "Boss, come to a hundred steamed buns and add a hundred bowls of pumpkin porridge!"

"Okay!" the stall owner agreed with a smile, first brought a few large steamers over, stacked them high on the table, and then brought a big bucket and a plate of pickles: "That's all there is to this porridge, you can drink it as you like, just report it to me after drinking!"

Hu Huniu gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, really! Then forget about the porridge money, and a hundred steamed buns?"

"I'm polite, you should be blessed?" The stall owner had a black line on his face, smiled wryly, and turned around to get busy.

Hu Huniu was a little embarrassed, but she still waved her hand to Emperor Zhu Wu arrogantly: "Good son, let go of eating, my mother has brought enough money this time!

Da Zhu Wuhuang sat next to him, lowered his head, grabbed two steamed buns and stuffed them into his mouth, seemed to be a little choked, and his voice was a little strange: "Woo... It's delicious, Mom, you eat it too!"

He is now a big sum, and there are a few top-quality vitality stones in the carry-on space, but this meal is my mother's heart, even if it is just steamed porridge and pickles, it is more delicious than the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

"Well, let's eat it together! White flour steamed buns, the last time I ate them was during the Chinese New Year... Delicious..."

Hu Huniu looked at her son with a smile, picked up a steamed bun, made another bowl of porridge, and ate it slowly.

"Mom, when did you become so delicate?"

Da Zhu Wuhuang grinned, lowered his head and wiped his face with his cuffs.

Hu Huniu glanced at him a few times, picked up the big bucket next to him, scraped the bottom of the porridge clean, and then patted her stomach: "It's full, Tianjing's steamed buns are stronger than Huang Nan's, carry hunger, the key is that the noodles are good!"

The mother and son sat there happily chatting, Hu Huniu didn't say anything else, just some parents, but Da Zhu Wuhuang listened to it with relish, and from time to time he echoed a few words or laughed.

The morning class of the academy was six o'clock in the morning, and it was still early in the morning, and those explorers were drunk and dreaming every day when they were not alive, and this was still in bed, and there were not many people on the snack street, so the two of them talked and prepared to get up and go back to school.

According to Hu Huniu's statement - that old bastard has starved his good son and lost weight, and he has to settle accounts with him!

As soon as I stood up, all of a sudden, a dazzling colored light flashed above the clear blue sky...