Rong Chaoxi returned to his seat with the full wooden bowl in his arms, and Rong Yuanyou had already started his second bowl.
Qin Nanjing and others came to the dining hall and saw the two little guys at a glance.
Among the many people sitting there, they were the only two concentrating on eating.
"He disappeared as soon as it was over. It turns out he had already started eating." Qin Nan sat quietly beside Rong Yuanyou and loosened his belt.
Born from the same parents, why are the latter two so greedy, like the reincarnation of gluttons?
It wasn't like this when the two older ones were little.
Is it really related to the name?
Although Yuanyou and Yuyou are different characters, they have the same pronunciation, and both Chaoxi and Xi can refer to the sun.
I am the round one, and the two little ones are also round and plump.
"Is it really okay for Chaoxi to eat so much?" Yintong was slightly worried when he saw this.
After all, Chaoxi is still a baby over one year old, and it is the right age to drink milk.
She was almost weaned and only ate grains and meat.
She remembered that this was not how her tribe raised children.
Could it be that Dongwu and Nanyan have different ways of raising children?
But the two countries are not far apart, the difference shouldn’t be so big, right?
"It's okay. Her way of eating surprised us at first," Rong Xuqing said with a smile. "But she finished it all by the second day. Chaoxi is quite straightforward."
Everything you eat on the first day will turn into nutrients for the farmland on the second day.
Later, I only restricted the amount of meat she ate, and let her do whatever she wanted with everything else.
The little one will stop eating when she is full, she won't force herself to eat.
"That's true. Chaoxi looks much healthier than other kids of the same age." Yintong nodded.
It seems that raising children this way is beneficial. When I go back, I will let the aunts in the clan try it.
Then she looked at Yinmu.
If we take care of Amu like this, he will be as healthy as usual.
Thinking of this, Yintong asked the monk who was serving rice for two bowls of rice and placed them in front of Yinmu.
Yinmu turned his head to look at Yintong, and a look of confusion appeared in his ignorant and clear eyes.
He blinked and said slowly, "I can't eat it."
"Eat slowly. Eating more is good for your health." Yin Tong pushed the two bowls of rice in front of Yin Mu in a gesture that did not allow for refusal and put the chopsticks in his hand. "Eat."
Silverwood: o((⊙﹏⊙))o
He picked up the chopsticks, not knowing where to start.
At this moment, the young monk came closer and cast a shadow.
"Master Wuwang." Qin Nanjing was slightly surprised and stood up to bow.
"Madam, please don't be so polite." Wuwang raised his hand to support her.
Then he half-knelt down in front of Chaoxi and looked straight at the little guy who was eating without being affected at all.
His thin lips parted slightly, and a cool and steady voice, unlike that of someone his age, rang out.
"Young benefactor, could you please come to my meditation room for a chat after dinner?"
His tone was familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Rong Chaoxi heard the voice nearby, and when he looked up, he saw someone in front of him.
The little guy took two mouthfuls of rice, filling his mouth, then raised his head and looked at Wuwang.
He blinked his clear, black-and-white eyes twice and asked hastily, "Are you talking to Wo?"
Wuwang chuckled and nodded gently, "That's right, little donor, do you have a moment?"
Rong Chaoxi was still chewing, tilting his head to think for a while, then swallowed the food in his mouth with force, and seemed to be choking.
Rong Xuqing quickly handed over a glass of water, and the little guy swallowed it with the water.
Then he said, "It seems... yes."
[The old lady's destruction of the food can be dealt with later in the night.]
Qin Nanjing, Rong Xuqing and Rong Yubai looked at Chaoxi at the same time, then looked at each other and understood what Chaoxi meant.
The old lady wanted to trip them up.
"Well, after the meal, I will arrange for someone to take you there."
After a pause, as if thinking of something, Wuwang added, "Please don't forget this agreement, young donor."
"Yeah." Rong Chaoxi nodded in agreement.
She's not a pushover, so why would she stand someone up so quickly?
Does this master have any prejudice against her?
After getting Chaoxi's approval, Wuwang stood up with confidence. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by a voice.
"Master Wuwang."
Yintong walked out from behind the dining table and stood in front of Wuwang, bowing solemnly to him.
"Disciple has a favor to ask. May I take up some of Master Wuwang's time?"
After Wuwang returned the gift to Yintong, he looked at Yinmu who was struggling with two bowls of rice, and then looked at Chaoxi who was eating seriously.
He turned to look at Yin Tong and said, "The one who can solve the donor's confusion is not me."
Upon hearing this, Yin Tong frowned slightly, "Master, could you please point me in the right direction?"
In order to find a way to cure the silver wood, they have traveled to all countries and searched for two years, but to no avail.
Master Wuwang is the last hope.
Since he can easily see what he wants, there must be a solution.
Yintong hoped so, and his eyes were slightly moist.
Yinmu seemed to have noticed something, put down his chopsticks and walked over to Yintong, "Sister."
His tone was filled with worry.
Although he had little perception of the outside world, he could easily sense the subtle changes in his silver pupils.
My sister is very sad and scared now.
Wuwang curled his lips slightly, lowered his eyes and nodded to the two of them, "The matter you requested has improved. I'm sure you've noticed it."
"You two are already at the noble man's side. When the time comes, he will definitely treat this donor. Don't worry, just wait patiently."
"Wait? That requires..."
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