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Chapter 201 A Good Master - Lord Dragon

No, wait! Father, I clearly remember that when White Wolf went to Xiawei, didn't you cook a big plate of fatty meat and feed it to him?

Yes, yes, yes! I even joked with you, Father, that the white wolf was going to eat so much fatty meat in one meal. I was worried that our family might not be able to afford it, so I wanted to ask you to let the white wolf eat more vegetables.

Haha! If your father hadn't left our Yang family back then, that White Wolf would probably still be eating vegetable leaves to this day. Because back then, White Wolf was very sad because he hadn't seen your father for several months.

She even went on a hunger strike because of this, and while your grandmother and I weren't paying attention, she bit one of the servants at the Yang residence. In the dead of night, she kept raising her head and howling at the sky.

Mu Wang frowned upon hearing what Mu Long had said. People always say that wolves are very cold-blooded animals, so why does his white wolf value the bond between him and its owner so much?

I remember that time when the white wolf went to Xiawei, it practically clung to me the whole time, wanting me to carry it. Even when I was sweeping the floor with a broom, it would jump onto my back and make me carry it. If I didn't hold it in my arms, it would sneak into Jianmei's room when I wasn't looking.

Elder brother, what are you thinking about now? Are you starting to think about that White Wolf again? Don't you think having a cute little kitten here in the Yang family is enough?

Hehe! My dear little brother, are you starting to miss White Wolf too? Think about how many times you've mentioned White Wolf to me since he ran away?

Just as Mu Long was about to explain to his elder brother, Long Zhen pushed open the door and entered.

Didn't we say our family was going to the temple to burn incense today? I've already cooked all the taro balls I made yesterday. Now the problem is, what kind of large container should we use to put all these cooked taro balls in?

Eldest sister-in-law, I remember our Yang family has many large iron basins, don't we? Why don't you use those large iron basins?

I know about those big iron basins you mentioned! I asked Uncle Fu before I came to see you, and he said that those big iron basins are used every noon.

Yes, yes! Master Fu will use it to hold the cooked rice and dishes, and then deliver all of them to the Black Hall.

What should we do? The taro balls that have already been cooked are still in the pot.

Upon hearing Longzhen's words, Zhuzhu fell into deep thought. She remembered that she had several very large insulated containers in her system. Although it was already past the beginning of autumn, the temperature was still very high, and the temple was quite far from our Yang residence.

Zhu Zhu was afraid that once she got to the temple, all the taro balls she made would spoil if she shook them. What should she do? Zhu Zhu pondered this problem while slowly strolling through her own system.

Suddenly, her little head bumped into something hard. Zhuzhu gently rubbed the spot where she had bumped it with her little hand, then lifted her head to see what had hurt her!

Oh! It turned out that an ice maker was blocking Zhuzhu's way. Zhuzhu couldn't help but glance inside the ice maker. The ice maker was filled with a lot of ice.

That's right! How come I didn't think of that! I could put a lot of ice in the first layer of the insulated container, which would ensure the taro balls wouldn't spoil by the time we arrive at the temple. If the taro balls get cold, we can take them to the temple's kitchen to have them cooked.

Thinking of this, Zhuzhu quickly ran forward because she saw two large insulated buckets placed not far from her. The reason Zhuzhu ran over quickly was because she heard Yiyao and her father say that since they didn't have any buckets to hold taro balls at home...

So I'll have to go to the Changchun Medical Clinic to see if they have what I need. If we weren't going to spend the whole day at the temple, I would have taken those big buckets I saw and used them.

Shake it, please wait a moment! I have the large bucket you need, but I need to add some ice to it now.

When Mu Long heard what Zhu Zhu said, he realized that he had forgotten to ask Zhu Zhu if there were still any cat treats left that he had fed to Xiao Furong.

But then Mu Long thought about it again. Ever since Zhu Zhu came into his life, he had been constantly asking her for things. Was this really a good thing to do? Mu Long pondered this question while pinching his chin with his hand.

Hey! What does it have to do with anything? Doesn't Zhuzhu always ask me for a shop on Longsheng Street?

Zhuzhu noticed her uncle's hesitant expression and knew he wanted to ask her for cat treats. He had been staring intently at the treats in her hand while she was feeding Xiao Furong the cat treats.

I just don't understand why my uncle gave me so many cat treats! I remember giving him a whole box of cat treats before! That's enough for my adorable little Furong to eat for several months.

And usually, Uncle feeds Xiao Furong meat and vegetables that Fu Ye has already cooked. Uncle rarely feeds Xiao Furong cat treats! Because last time, he specifically asked himself if the cat treats contained pure meat. He was worried that something unclean might have been added to them.

At the time, I thought Little Hibiscus had experienced some discomfort after eating the cat treats. So I asked my uncle why he was asking me this question. It turned out that he had fed the cat treats I had given him to the cats near the Yang residence. He found that most of the cats liked to eat the cat treats I was holding.

That's why my uncle suspected he had added something to his cat treats. This stuff was supposed to make all cats love these cat treats.

After hearing what his uncle said, he nodded and replied, "No, there are no excessive amounts of palatability enhancers added to the cat treats. That's the main reason why all the kittens love the cat treats I give you."

Uncle, let me remind you! If you truly love Little Hibiscus, please try to feed her fewer cat treats. It was precisely because of this remark that Mu Long rarely fed Little Hibiscus cat treats, which shows just how much our young master Mu Long adores her.

Zhuzhu, did you even hear the question I just asked you? Why didn't you answer me?