Everything he has now is all thanks to his master.
Without her help back then, today, Zhou Yifan would have to live under someone else's roof and rely on a fat-headed and big-eared squire.
Not only would he have to ask for this against his will To be happy, one has to suppress the guilt for the death of his biological father.
Zhou Fan doesn't feel that he has enough say to change his mother's mind, but at least under the influence of his master, he can live a better life.
Follow your heart.
There are too many things that oppress people to surrender in front of reality.
Zhou Yifan has never been greedy.
He knows that it is luck that he can have such a comfortable life now.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yifan couldn't help but hold the little rice cake tighter to prevent the greedy little guy from disappearing into the crowd inadvertently.
Although Mu Chuyue had never mentioned Little Nian Gao's true identity to him, after getting along with Zhou Fan for a while, he undoubtedly had his own judgment: Little Nian Gao could never be an ordinary child.
As for her He still wouldn't believe the statement that his family had suffered in the Qihuang Mountains.
However, Zhou Yifan would not tell anyone about all these speculations.
Because Master intends to conceal it, it means that she is not willing to let others know the truth of the matter.
In fact, if Zhou Fan thought about it carefully, besides having a human appearance, Little Rice Cake is really difficult to match up with normal children in other aspects.
Taking her food intake as an example, Zhou Fan silently compared it with his younger brother.
There was absolutely no comparison between the two.
The little rice cake only lasted a day, which was enough for his younger brother to eat.
It’s been a month.
The key thing to eat is that there is nothing particularly cheap.
Zhou Yifan silently touched his finally bulging pockets.
According to his current financial resources, it wouldn't be enough to feed Little Nian Gao for half a month.
Sure enough, only a wealthy being like Master can support this bottomless pit of expenses.
"Brother Yifan, please give me all the bamboo sticks in your hand.
Little Nian Gao has already eaten them all."
Little Nian Gao gently tugged Zhou Fan's hand and firmly called him out of his own world.
He came back with a pair of fiery red eyes blinking brightly, more dazzling than the finest rubies, "If you eat all the meat on the bamboo sticks, the little rice cake will still eat that."
Zhou Yifan looked in the direction indicated by the little rice cake.
It seemed that the food sold at this stall was similar to the bamboo stick he was holding in his hand.
The only difference is that the pieces of meat that are skewered on thick iron rods and grilled over charcoal are many times larger.
Thinking about it, if a piece of meat like that is bitten into the mouth, the little rice cake will be hugely satisfied.
As for Zhou Fan himself, he quickly shook his head and squeezed out the big piece of meat that was dripping with oil in his head.
Sure enough, he still preferred more refreshing fruits and vegetables.
Comparing this, there is no doubt that the ingredients that Master has stored in the hut are much more outstanding.
If you take out any of the ten ingredients at random, they definitely contain a touch of spiritual energy, and the food cooked with the spiritual energy ingredients , even if half of the spiritual energy in it cannot be retained, it will have a huge nourishing effect on the body after entering the abdomen.
This advantage is more obvious for low-level practitioners. xx4911131: