After stuffing three buns in succession, he clapped his hands and stopped in satisfaction.

"Auntie, bring me a bowl of porridge. More meat, more preserved eggs and less porridge."

Yu Sheng deliberately said to Auntie, "Auntie, get him a preserved egg with meat and sprinkle a piece of porridge on it."

"Little Ancestor, how did I offend you?"

Auntie knew that Shen Yu was joking, so she specially gave Peter a bowl of white rice porridge. ...