The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Feng Erli's furious voice came from the courtyard door.

"What a sin! My eldest brother is only thirteen years old, and she can do it!"

Xiao Yanbao held Feng Mian's neck and poked his little head out to look at the courtyard door, his expression turned fierce.

"Er Guo Guo, who bullied Feng Mian Guo Guo?"

It must have something to do with the smell of Feng Mian Guo Guo that made her sneeze.

"Ah!"

Before Feng Mian could stop him, Feng Erli came in and couldn't help but complain.

"Who else can it be? Of course it's Princess Chang Luo!"

Chang Huaiyuan was shocked.

"She hasn't given up yet?"

Xiao Yanbao: "Why does she want to die?"

Just when Feng Sanlie was about to explain, Feng Mian flew over with a glance. Feng Sanlie couldn't stop his mouth. Feng Mian looked at him and stuffed the pot helmet in Xiao Yanbao's hand into his mouth.

"Eat it while it's hot."

Xiao Yanbao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, three-pot pot, eat it while it's hot. It's delicious when it's hot and fragrant when it's hot."

Feng Sanlie: "..."

Yan Bao, this is what San Guo Guo left for you.

Feng Mian had already carried Xiao Yanbao into the flower hall.

Xiao Yanbao sneezed heavily again.

A flash of disgust flashed across Feng Mian's eyes, and he put Xiaoyan Bao into Feng Siling's arms.

"Aling, watch Yan Bao eat noodles."

Xiao Yanbao turned to ask him.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo, what about you? Aren't you going to eat?"

Feng Mian smiled and shook his head.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo is full. I have something to deal with right now. I'll be back soon, Yan Bao, be good."

Xiao Yanbao said oh, and his eyes widened when he saw the crispy and tender green onions on the white and tender noodles from the corner of his eye.

"Wow! It looks delicious."

Feng Siling smiled and took a small bowl, ready to serve it out for Xiao Yanbao to eat slowly.

As a result, Xiao Yanbao had already taken out the big golden spoon from his arms, lowered his head at the table and ate happily.

"Huh! Ouch...so many times..."

Feng Siling didn't say "Be careful of it being hot" before he said it, and then he found that half of the noodles in the big basin were missing.

By the time he regained consciousness, the noodles in the big basin had bottomed out.

"Suck it!"

Xiao Yanbao finished a bowl of noodles in two mouthfuls, then picked up a large bowl four or five times the size of his own head and began to drink the soup.

Feng Siling: "..."

Even though Mul Ling, who had been silent next to him, watched, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Didn't Yan Bao say she wasn't hungry?

Is this... still enough food to not be hungry?

Mu Ling subconsciously asked Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao, can I still eat it?"

Xiao Yanbao blinked, raised his little head from the big basin and nodded.

"Yes! Doudou, are there any more?"

Muling: "..."

Feng Siling turned around and walked to the kitchen with a numb face.

"There's still some noodles left, I'll cook them again."

Only then did Xiao Yanbao think of his brothers.

"Have you eaten those four pots of pot?"

Brothers Feng Erli, Feng Sanlie hurriedly spoke out.

"Ate."

They knew that Yan Bao ate a lot, but this was the first time they saw Yan Bao eating so quickly and in such large amounts.

Xiao Yanbao breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as it's good to eat, it's good to eat it. Otherwise, if Yan Bao finishes eating, the Guo Guo people will be hungry."

Brother Feng Erli and others shook their heads.

"No, we won't go hungry."

Xiaoyan Baobao smiled and shouted at Feng Siling, who was walking towards the small kitchen.

"Si Guo Guo, I want more from Yanbao. Add more green chopped green onions, which are very fragrant, and sesame oil... I need them all. Thank you for your hard work, Si Guo Guo~"

The shocked Feng Siling hurriedly spoke out.

"It's not hard, I got it."

Feng Siling went to the small kitchen again and made another pot of fragrant noodles.

Feng Mian also washed up, changed into a robe and returned.

Xiao Yanbao was about to start eating.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo, are you finished?"

Feng Mian smiled and hummed.

"It's done, Yan Bao, why haven't you eaten yet?"

Feng Erli came to Chang Huaiyuan and the five brothers spoke in unison.

"This is already the second pot."

Feng Mian was stunned.

"Second pot?"

Xiao Yanbao smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Feng Mian Guo Guo, Yan Bao eats more. If Yan Bao eats more, he will definitely grow faster. He will soon be as tall as an ordinary three-year-old child."

The five Feng Erli brothers: "..."

Suddenly I felt that I shouldn't think that Yan Bao ate too much.

After all, Yan Bao's previous three years in Gu Xiang's Mansion had been too difficult.

Feng Erli sighed.

“It’s a blessing to be able to eat!”

Feng Sanlie agreed.

"Yes! If you eat more, you will grow... taller."

Feng Siling: "Yan Bao just eats. If there is not enough for Four Guo Guo, we will cook it."

Feng Xiaowu: "Yan Bao, eat slowly and don't burn it."

Chang Huaiyuan wanted to ask Feng Erli about his sister, but he felt that he shouldn't mention her sister now, so he had to keep it in his heart.

"Yanbao eat, Huaiyuan Guoguo will help you put it into a small bowl."

Feng Siling, who had seen Xiao Yanbao kill a large bowl of noodles with two golden spoons, let out a chuckle.

"No, Yan Bao can eat it with a big golden spoon."

It makes no sense that the same person's pupils have earthquakes, but the brothers don't know.

Xiao Yanbao nodded hurriedly.

"Yes! Yan Bao eats it with the big golden spoon given by Huang De Dou Dou. He eats it quickly. Yan Bao is not afraid of being burned. It tastes better when it's hot."

After the little guy finished speaking, he lowered his head to eat.

When I put a big golden spoon down, more than half of the noodles were missing.

The five brothers Feng Mianfeng, Erli Feng, San Liefeng, Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

Take another spoonful.

The basin bottomed out.

As before, Xiao Yanbao put the big golden spoon aside, grabbed both sides of the basin with his chubby hands and moved it toward his small mouth.

With her trembling appearance, everyone was afraid that she would spill noodle soup all over herself.

As a result, before everyone had time to say anything, the little guy had already put the big basin to his little mouth and drank the noodle soup in big gulps.

The five brothers Feng Mianfeng, Erli Feng, San Liefeng, Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

Most of the bowl of noodle soup was consumed in just the blink of an eye.

The five brothers Feng Mianfeng, Erli Feng, San Liefeng, Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan all felt anxious for the little guy.

Feng Mian asked her anxiously while taking the basin from her and placing it on the table.

"Yan Bao, do you feel very strong?"

Xiao Yanbao shook his head and wiped his little mouth covered in soup.

"Feng Mian Guo Guo, Yan Bao still wants to eat."

Feng Mian: "..."

The four brothers Feng Erli, Feng Sanlie, Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

Feng Siling didn't say anything, and silently turned around and walked towards the small kitchen.

Xiao Yanbao asked him hurriedly.

"Four Guo Guo Guo, there's still room in the kitchen, right?"

Feng Siling's voice sounded smooth and numb.

"Yes! There is still half a bag of noodles, and four pots of noodles are cooked for Yan Bao."

Feng Mian took a breath.

"I'm going to help you."

Xiao Yanbao cheered.

"Thank you Feng Mian Guo Guo Si Guo Guo! Feng Mian Guo Guo Si Guo Guo, you are so kind~"

Feng Sanlie quits.

But he took a bite of the pot helmet and seemed unable to give it to Xiao Yanbao again.

What?

There is a pond in the backyard, and there are fathead fish in the pond.

"Yanbao, do you want to eat fish?"

Yan Bao nodded.

"Eat, San Guo Guo, Yan Bao is not picky about food."

Feng Sanlie nodded.

"Wait, Sanguoguo will catch fish for you."

Xiao Yanbao smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Thank you Sanguoguo, Sanguoguo, you are so kind~"

Feng Xiaowu looked at the elbow in his arms and put it in front of Xiao Yanbao.

"Yan Bao, eat first, Wu Guo Guo will catch fish for you too."

Feng Erli and Chang Huaiyuan rushed to follow.

"I'll go too! There's strength in numbers."

Muling held the long sword and watched quietly under the eaves.

Then silently looked up at the sky.

In Yan Bao's situation, could it be the reincarnation of the legendary Taotie?

But does Taotie eat ghost food?