Chapter 2 (1/2)
Three years later.
A driverless carriage galloped along the muddy road.
”Mom, it's time for dinner. It's time for dinner.” A fat doll pulled the sleeve of a beautiful young girl with a waxy voice.
The girl's black thrush looks like a distant mountain, and her skin is like coagulated fat. Her beautiful eyes are as bright as stars, showing a lazy temperament, but there is a sharp light hidden in the depths of her pupils.
Gu Guan calculated the time and said, ”you ate a plate of Osmanthus cake an hour ago.”
The fat baby touched his stomach, ”but Bao Wazi's stomach is hungry!”
I have to eat when I'm hungry. This is the truth my mother gave me.
Gu Guan put down his medical book and pinched the fat baby's cheek. ”Gu Zhao, do you know what you will become if you eat like this again?”
Gu Zhao grinned, leaving only one slit in his eyes, ”I know, become a pig baby, a chubby pig baby. Baowazi likes pig babies. Braised meat is delicious, sweet and sour ribs are delicious, and roasted pig feet are delicious... ”
Gu Zhao is like a family treasure. The dishes with baby pig as the main ingredient or auxiliary ingredient are young and have excellent memory.
”Does the fat boy turn into a pig baby also have to be made into braised meat?” Gu Guan laughs at Gu Zhao with malice.
Gu Zhao was stunned. His eyes were slowly filled with tears. He held his round belly in his hands and choked, ”baowa is not delicious. My mother is bad. My mother can't eat baowa.”
”Since baowa says her mother is bad, why can't a bad mother eat baowa?”
”Because baowazi is my mother's sweetheart, my mother can't eat her own sweetheart, otherwise it will hurt.”
”My mother...”
Gu Guan's pupil shrinks sharply, reaches out to hug Gu Zhao, breaks open one side of the carriage and rushes out.
The next moment, with a bang, the whole carriage turned into a pile of junk.
Gu Guan stared at the center of the smoke filled with cold eyes.