Everyone in the kitchen stared dumbly at the little Jiji waving its wings and devouring the food, and they all swallowed with some difficulty.
Their gazes slowly moved from Xiaojiji to the empty plates, and the surprise in their eyes became even greater.
"What...what happened?"
Ying Die hurriedly ran over from the kitchen. She saw Bai Yan's little pet at a glance, and she was no less shocked than the others.
This little thing is just a little chicken, and its body is small, so how can it eat so much?
Where does everything it eats go?
At this moment, everyone felt that Xiaojiji's stomach was like a bottomless pit, and it seemed that it could not be filled no matter how much it was filled...
Finally, all the edible items in the kitchen were swept away by Little Chiji. It clicked its mouth with some unsatisfied content and looked at the maids surrounding it with dissatisfaction.
She had stayed in the ruins for so many years, never enjoying any delicious food, and had been hungry for many years. Now that she was finally exposed to such delicious food, she couldn't control herself.
Especially...
It thinks this is not enough, it can eat more food!
"Second Elder, what should we do? This little thing still needs to eat. If this continues, won't it be afraid of breaking itself?"
The maid wants to cry. What if Xiaojiji breaks down and the eldest lady gets angry?
Ying Die's eyes always fell on Xiaojiji, as if she was searching for something. After a while, she relaxed her frown and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, I took a look, this little
This guy can eat so much without breaking out. He should be able to eat more, so you can continue to prepare food for him and eat until he is satisfied."
"Yes, Second Elder."
With Ying Die's words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
The kitchen workers started working non-stop, preparing food for this little ancestor...
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Dust field.
Lord's Mansion Study Room.
The man was sitting at the table, with a picture scroll in front of him. His originally cold face gradually softened after seeing the woman in the painting, and there was a gentle light between his brows.
The painting shows a woman in a green dress. She is pure and beautiful, with a slight smile on her lips.
Her smile can easily touch the heart, like a clean spring flowing into people's hearts and cleansing them.
"Shuang'er..." The man's fingers touching the portrait were also gentle, as if touching the face of the beloved woman, "You are as beautiful as you. You should be the most beautiful color in the world. You are like a holy lotus, as pure as
Shui, but in the face of such a beautiful person, those people have killed you... I will never let them go!"
He slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, the woman's smiling face was imprinted in his mind again.
He seemed to be able to hear her shallow voice calling him softly: "Brother Chen Che..."
However, after that incident, she left his side forever.
He will never forget the scene of his beloved woman lying in a pool of blood...
"Demon Realm, Di Cang!" Ye Chenche clenched his fists tightly, his eyebrows turned gloomy again, "I will not let you go. I will not let anyone who killed Shuang'er go!"
The past scenes were still vivid in his mind, making him feel heartbroken, and his eyes were full of hatred.