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The dried meat was only for snacks, Han Yong even brought two roasted geese over.

Mo Xiaoran had Xiao Aoyou eat dried meat these past few days, he carried the dishes and the roasted goose into the kitchen.

Xiao Aoyou followed behind him as he shamelessly wanted to eat the roasted goose, but in the end, Xiao Aoyou did not eat it because Han Yong had told him that it was prepared for dinner. If they were to feed it to Xiao Aoyou now, Han Yong and Mo Xiaoran would eat the goose bones at night.

Han Yong boiled the pigeon soup, cooked the rice and fried two plates of vegetables. When Mo Xiaoran went downstairs, he brought the roasted goose up.

Xiao Aoyou and he were so happy that both of his eyes had become slits. He was about to pounce and eat Xiao Aoyou up.

Xiao Aoyou waved his two small furry hands. He struggled but was unable to struggle free as he turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoran with a bit of grief. Mo Xiaoran was not the least bit polite. She directly carried Xiao Aoyou into the bathroom and said, "Go and wash your hands first."

Xiao Aoyou sobbed, he was extremely unwilling. It was still better if he was his father, he could eat anything outside, he could do whatever he wanted, but his father had never said that he needed to wash his hands before being able to eat anything.

Han Yong laughed as he watched Xiao Aoyou being grabbed onto the bathroom, he set up the tableware and took the snacks out from the box to place on the plate.

After finishing his preparations, Han Yong took out the bottle of wine he found in the wine cellar, the wine that had escaped from Xiao Aoyou's mouth.

After a moment of hesitation, Han Yong took out his phone from his pocket and opened up the video mode, and placed it high up, pointing the camera at the dining table.

After sitting down and eating a good meal, Mo Xiaoran felt that it was a thing from his previous life. She looked at the table full of food that was steaming hot, and the corners of her eyes started to burn.

In those muddled days when she was muddleheaded, Xiao Menghan would personally feed her, and sometimes he would even bring soup to her bedside to feed her, spoonful by spoonful.

Han Yong looked at Mo Xiaoran's dazed appearance, and said embarrassedly: "My cooking isn't too good, you can eat."

Xiao Aoyou took the chance while Mo Xiaoran was distracted to jump onto the table and tear off a piece of meat from the back of the roasted goose with his mouth, eating it with relish.

Shao was satisfied with the taste. He raised his head and swallowed the meat, then let out a cheerful cry. The look of satisfaction made his heart heat up.

Actually, what Xiao Aoyou wanted was not much. It was as if she and Xiao Menghan had never really let Xiao Aoyou live a day, and that it belonged to this period of time where Xiao Aoyou should live his life …

"Let's eat." He looked at Mo Xiaoran and said in a serious tone: "I still have something to tell you later."

Hearing Han Yong's words, Mo Xiaoran looked deeply into his eyes for a moment before sitting down.

Han Yong also returned back to her seat. Just as he was about to open the bottle of wine, Mo Xiaoran stopped him, afraid that Xiao Aoyou would fall drunk again after smelling the wine.

indulging herself in alcohol was a headache for Mo Xiaoran, and all the guest rooms were completely overturned by her. She had originally wanted to stay quietly for the day tomorrow, but now it seemed that she had something to do.

With regards to the meat, Mo Xiaoran lost her interest from before. She only ate a few pieces of goose meat, then drank the soup and ate the vegetables.

In his eyes, there was nothing more important than the goose in front of him. That look of ease and contentment made Mo Xiaoran's heart ache, she did not know where her son's future path would be, whether he was a human, or a wild beast dashing through the mountains and plains.

Looking at Xiao Aoyou's appearance, Mo Xiaoran felt that he liked the look of Xiao Aoyou who was covered in fur even more.

Mo Xiaoran was worried, if his son maintained this look for a long time, how would it fit his living conditions?

Seeing that Mo Xiaoran had not eaten much, he had lost his appetite. Before Xiao Menghan returned, he had to take good care of both Mo Xiaoran and her son.

In Han Yong's heart, he hoped that Mo Xiaoran could live a peaceful and peaceful life. Han Yong saw Xiao Aoyou's shining eyes fall on the roasted goose between him and Mo Xiaoran, and Han Yong laughed as he said, "It seems that the little fellow already can't wait to finish off this roasted goose of ours."

Mo Xiaoran had already seen a few empty dried meat wrappers on the side. She noticed that Xiao Aoyou's appetite had increased again, a roasted goose that weighed a few kilograms did not seem to fill his stomach.

Mo Xiaoran's hand pulled away from the grilled goose that Xiao Aoyou had fixed his eyes on.

Two small, oily and furry hands embraced his head, shaking non-stop in protest, while exposing a pitiful eye at the same time as he looked at Mo Xiaoran.

Han Yong softened his heart when he saw this. He thought that Mo Xiaoran was worried that he had not eaten his fill and had told him that he had already eaten his fill.

Mo Xiaoran did not wait for Han Yong to finish speaking, and interrupted him: "Do you know how much he has eaten? "A roasted goose, if it was you, you would need several meals to eat it up. Do you think a child born in a few months' time will have such an appetite?"

This is meat, not milk! Mo Xiaoran sighed in his heart. What exactly did she give birth to? Even animals that were born a few months ago wouldn't have such a good appetite and body. Looking at Xiao Aoyou's bulging stomach, Mo Xiaoran was worried that his greedy son would pummel him up one day.

Han Yong blushed as he reached out to scratch his head, he really did not notice this problem. He had always felt that Xiao Aoyou was different, so he did not mind, but now that he thought about it, even Xiao Menghan did not have such an edible appetite now.

With regards to Mo Xiaoran's words, Xiao Aoyou protested, he covered his face with both hands and shook his head while feeling wronged, and continued to emit wuwu sounds. He still could not speak, and Xiao Aoyou who was like this had also made Mo Xiaoran realize another serious problem, and that was that Xiao Aoyou's words, had always been exchanged with wuao sounds as the main form of communication. She was not a wild beast, so she could not follow her son and use this to communicate in the future, right?

Mo Xiaoran felt a headache coming on as she rubbed her forehead. All sorts of problems squeezed together in her head, clashed together, as if they were about to explode, and all she could do was to solve all problems. Her son was her, and he was born with a womb in her, so even if the world abandoned him, she wouldn't leave him and give him up.

Han Yong watched as Mo Xiaoran tore a meat strip from the roasted goose and raised it high in the air. She then spoke to Xiao Aoyou, whose eyes were shining with excitement, "Mom, if you call out, I'll give it to you for eating."

Han Yong's eyes widened, he wanted to tell Mo Xiaoran that according to the time of birth, it was not yet time for Xiao Aoyou to speak, if Han Yong wanted to speak, he swallowed his words back when he saw Mo Xiaoran's exceptionally serious expression. Perhaps they had forgotten one thing, and that Xiao Aoyou was not an ordinary person, and was even more so different from Xiao Menghan, he was special.

Xiao Aoyou stretched his neck, strained his throat, and with a blush on his face, he prepared for a long time. Then, a voice came out from his throat, "Moo."

Mo Xiaoran's face darkened and he almost laughed out loud. However, when he saw Mo Xiaoran's ugly expression, he held it in and continued to cough, giving Xiao Aoyou a demonstration: "You You, look here, m, a, ma mom."