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"Leave some for Ningbao, she needs some too!"

Little Ningbao got anxious when she was overtaken, puffed out her cheeks, and started to speed up. Don't let her short legs fool you, she can be quite fast when she runs.

"Stop running! The bandages were just removed yesterday, you never learn!"

Mumu used a vine to wrap around the accelerating little dumpling. Ningbao's two short legs were still unconsciously fidgeting, but after taking two more steps, she realized something was wrong. Looking down, oh, it turned out Ningbao was airborne!

If it were anyone else, Ningbao would be angry by now. How could you delay her meal? Children won't grow tall if they don't eat their fill!

But because Mumu was holding her, and Ningbao had just run away, she was a little guilty, so she only whimpered a couple of times in a pitiful manner:

"Then... then Ningbao will have the big meat bun."

"I didn't say you couldn't eat. There are enough buns, plenty more. Why are you running away? I've told you so many times, don't run away, don't run away, you just don't learn, do you?"

Even someone as good-natured as Mumu is getting a little angry now. The main problem is, Ningbao really does trip and fall flat on her face when she runs! And she never listens to advice.

Ningbao had already been pulled to Mumu's side. She cautiously tilted her little head to glance at Mumu, then slowly scooted over, wrapped her chubby little arms around Mumu, and tried her best to be affectionate:

"Don't be angry, Mumu~ Ningbao was wrong. Ningbao promises not to run away next time, not even if there are the most delicious buns!"

She actually wanted to kiss Mumu, but the child stood on tiptoe and realized he still couldn't reach her.

"Mumu, you...you come down a little."

Ningbao tugged at Mumu's sleeve with her chubby little hand, a little anxious. She really didn't want Mumu to be angry with her. In Ningbao's little world, there were really only two people: Mumu and her older sister.

Ningbao is happy when they're happy. If they're unhappy, even sweet candy won't make Ningbao happy.

To be honest, Ningbao didn't consider herself a human until she was three years old; she always thought she was a demon. Because Qingqing, also known as Mumu, and Fengyuan both truly loved Ningbao. In Ningbao's eyes, they were family, how could they not?

Of course, even though she now knows she is a human child, she still naturally feels that she, Mumu, and her sister are a family.

As for race, oh dear, that's not important. Mumu said that whether someone is family or not has nothing to do with these things. Some people, even though they are related to you by blood, are like familiar strangers. Some people, even though they are not even the same species as you, but you care for each other, love each other, and rely on each other, then that's family.

Ning Bao never doubted this.

"it is good."

Mumu's tone was a little helpless, but also a little doting.

Watching Mumu squat down to kiss Ningbao, only to have her face covered in spit, Li Qinglan felt like this scene had happened many times before. Right, didn't it just happen last night?

Li Qinglan: ...

You forced her to eat cat food before she had breakfast, didn't you?

As for the real kitten, Bai Gao, it was a classic case of the snipe and the clam fighting while the fisherman reaped the benefits. While Li Qinglan and Ning Bao were arguing, Bai Gao was already using its two paws to gnaw on a big meat bun.

Mumu had just calmed Xiaoningbao down when she turned around and saw something. Seriously, can a kitten that's only a little over a month old eat a big meat bun?

"No way~ I'm the system, it's not bad."

Bai Gao puffed out her cheeks, truly mastering Ning Bao's essence, but she couldn't speak clearly.

Of course, only Ning Bao, who had a contract with him, and Mu Mu, who had a contract with Ning Bao, could understand what he was saying. To Li Qinglan, it sounded like a series of meows.

The question Mumu is pondering now is, since you are a system, why do you need to eat?

This question really stumped Bai Gao, who even forgot to chew the meat bun in his mouth. He stood there stunned for a long time, then honestly shook his fluffy little head.

"It's not very good~"

In the short time that Mumu and Baigao were talking, Ningbao had already devoured half of a steamed bun with preserved mustard greens and braised pork. Right now, she was stuffing a bun into her mouth with one hand, and holding up another bun to Mumu with the other:

"Mumu, you eat."

Both of them had their cheeks puffed out, but Ningbao's pronunciation was very standard, which is the result of Mumu's hard work.

When Ningbao was two or three years old, even if there was nothing in her mouth, let alone if there was nothing in it, her pronunciation was always inaccurate. Also, perhaps because Mumu's name is a reduplicated word, Ningbao especially liked using reduplicated words when she was little.

Generally speaking, it's normal for young children to use reduplicated words, but Ningbao had reached the point where she insisted on using reduplicated words for every single one, which had a bit of an obsessive-compulsive disorder about her. Mumu was almost driven crazy with worry at the time and spent a lot of effort to correct Ningbao's bad habit.

But... I don't know if I went a bit too far in correcting it.

Mumu took the steamed bun Ningbao handed her and took a bite. Hmm, it was braised pork with preserved mustard greens; she liked that too.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

After breakfast, despite everyone initially scrambling for the steamed buns with preserved mustard greens and braised pork, not a single meat bun was left. On the other hand, the congee with preserved egg and lean pork had a layer left at the bottom.

Little Ningbao, with her round belly, struggled to get up and eat a couple more bites, but Mumu ruthlessly pressed her back down.

"Stop eating, you'll get sick from overeating. There's hardly anything left to begin with."

Mumu scooped up the bottom of the pot, wondering how these people had managed to eat it. Not to mention all the various condiments she had added, there wasn't even a grain of rice left; it was just a layer of rice water.

Compared to Xiao Ningbao, who couldn't even struggle, Li Qinglan was in much better condition. She slowly walked around, trying to digest some of what was in her stomach so she could eat the rest of the rice porridge.

"How can we waste something as precious as food?"

Mu Mu remained silent for a moment in response to Li Qinglan's eloquent speech:

"How about I heat it up for you at noon?"

"That won't do, we need to eat lunch."

"Mumu, what are we having for lunch?"

Spread out on the ground like a dough ball, Xiao Ningbao, who had just eaten breakfast, tried to lift her little head, already thinking about lunch.

"Let's have pan-fried dumplings for lunch, and stir-fried noodles for dinner. Tomorrow morning we'll have egg pancakes, lunch will be steak, and dinner will just be a simple curry rice..."

Mumu has already planned out the menu for the next three days. Ningbao's mouth watered as she listened, wishing she could eat all the delicious food right now.

Who understands? I was writing a post-apocalyptic story and got so hungry that I got up in the middle of the night and opened a bag of tomato-flavored tablets.

Waaaaah, another day of gaining weight. UTTU

(End of this chapter)