Chapter 28

Early in the morning, there was no big or small noise outside the rain building.

When Feng Jiuxi heard the familiar childish voice, his sleepiness disappeared immediately. He couldn't wait to get dressed and get out of bed. As soon as he opened the door, a small figure rushed into her arms.

"Mom, mom! I miss you so much!" Feng Ziyan held Feng Jiuxi and rubbed her clothes with her face.

Feng Jiuxi didn't see him for several days. He missed him very much. He quickly looked at him, "how's your life with Grandpa recently?"

At the mention of this, the little mouth of the little steamed stuffed bun was bent down. Before he could speak, Biyun hurried in from the outside.

Panting, he came to them and said to the steamed stuffed bun, "young master, why are you here? The owner is looking for you everywhere!"

The steamed stuffed bun quickly hid behind Feng Jiuxi, revealing only a pair of black and white eyes.

"Grandpa is so bad that I don't want to be found by him. He knows that he forces me to practice spirituality every day, hum!"

Feng Jiuxi squatted down and pinched his little face, which was obviously fat. "My mother also heard that you worked hard at Grandpa's training, but if it's really hard, how can you get so fat, eh? Did you get lazy during training?"

"No!" the steamed stuffed bun immediately angrily denied.

Then he stirred his fingers and said with some embarrassment, "it's not strange that Grandpa feeds me every day. It's strange not to eat fat."

Feng Jiuxi gave a long "Oh..." and joked on purpose: "it's grandpa who fed you too much. Then you're willing to complain to me!"

Then Feng Jiuxi patted his little head, "how's the progress these days?"

"It's already in the middle of the orange stage. You can protect your mother," said the little steamed stuffed bun proudly.

But it's great to have such accomplishments at the age of three.

You know, some ordinary people may only stay in the orange stage in their life.

"My good son is great."

Feng Ziyan pulled her clothes, and Wei qubaba asked, "Mom, can I not practice this morning? I know grandpa is to prevent my mom from suffering in the competition, so I'll have a rest for a while. I really miss my mom. I want to stay with my mom for a while, okay?"

The steamed stuffed bun is coquettish and pleading. Feng Jiuxi can't bear it.

Anyway, she has made some achievements in spiritual cultivation now. If she wants to improve her spiritual cultivation, it is a huge bottleneck. She doesn't have to be in such a hurry.

Seeing all kinds of fresh fruits just brought up by Biyun on the table, Feng Jiuxi slipped an idea in her mind.

"Go, my mother will take you to the kitchen and give you a day's holiday today!"

"Great!" the steamed stuffed bun applauded happily, and then said in some confusion, "but why do you go to the kitchen? Does your mother want to make delicious food for Ziyan?"

"That's right!"

An hour later, the servants in the whole listening to the rain building took a long bamboo stick with all kinds of fresh fruits on it.

"Miss, I don't know your cooking is so good! What is this, sour and sweet, so delicious!" Biyun nibbled one mouthful after another, and her satisfied eyes narrowed.

Although lengluo didn't say anything, she ate happily from her two hands.

"This is called ice sugar gourd. How does it taste?" Feng Jiuxi said proudly.

The steamed stuffed bun was very popular. The two cheeks were bulging. "Mom, it's delicious! Why haven't you made it for me before."

Before, she hasn't been reborn into this strange world. Feng Jiuxi whispered.

"The sun is fine today. Will your mother take you for a walk in the garden?" Feng Jiuxi suggested.

The steamed stuffed bun quickly refused, "what if I meet Grandpa."

"Don't worry. Just now Biyun said that his father has been summoned in the palace and has gone into the palace. He won't come back for a while and a half."

Smelling the speech, xiaobaozi breathed a sigh of relief, then happily took her hand and walked towards the garden. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take another ice sugar gourd.