Su Yumo stopped talking and waited for the response from the boy in his arms.
Now that I've said this, I think he can understand what I mean.
After all, people who grew up with Stu shouldn't be too stupid.
Ogule rubbed the biscuits in his hand, his eyes changed, as if he had made an important decision.
He stuffed the biscuit into his collar to prevent it from being blown away by the wind and cherished it like a treasure.
He jumped off Su Yumimo's legs, walked around the crowd, holding his six-year treasure, and headed towards Sumar.
Su Yumo couldn't help laughing when he saw his short legs flapping around.
She had never been successful in fooling people before, and this first time she felt a great sense of accomplishment.
It’s not a problem of her ability, it must be that she is fooling the wrong person.
The people around her are all shrewd people, how could she possibly be their opponent?
There was a noise on the table. Su Yumo turned his head and saw a cup of fragrant goat milk placed in front of him.
Suoya said: "It's for Da Yanshi."
Su Yumo took the goat milk and said, "Thank you."
The biscuit she had eaten three or four bites of was still in her hand. It was a little dry, so she tore off a few pieces and put them into the goat milk.
Searched everywhere, but there were no chopsticks.
She seemed to have never seen chopsticks here.
Use your hands. Her outstretched right hand stopped in mid-air, and everything that happened in the darkness last night flooded into her mind.
The goat milk in the bowl seemed to have changed color and taste.
It's all an illusion.
Su Yumo shook his right hand and put it down, then used his left hand and took a bite. It was not bad.
"Why did Da Yanshi wear the belt around her neck?" asked Soya.
"My neck is cold from the wind, I'll cover it." Su Yumo felt a little guilty.
Suoya clapped his legs and laughed, "Da Yanshi, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll make you a neck protector today. It will definitely not be affected by a single gust of wind."
Su Yumo was a little overwhelmed by the woman's warm kindness.
"Really? I can learn to do that myself."
"Okay, I'll teach you in the evening." Soya agreed readily.
"Is Da Yanshi used to the food on our grassland?" asked the woman who had just told her the girl's name.
As soon as Augule left, Su Yumo had Soya on his right and this woman on his left.
Her hair was brown and shone golden in the sunlight.
"I'm used to it. Everything tastes good. I just can't eat mutton yet." Su Yumo answered truthfully.
Many children who grew up in luxury are very picky about food, but she is not. As long as it is not smelly or unpalatable, she can accept it.
Suoya took a sip of goat milk and said, "If you can't eat it, then don't eat it. We don't only have mutton on our grasslands, we also have beef and horse meat..."
She counted them one by one to Su Yumo.
"Oh, and there's snake meat," the brown-haired woman added.
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