C260 (2/2)

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.”