[Mo Mao] Spare Ribs Rain

At that time, Mu Xuanying was seven years old and Mo Yu was twelve years old. They were wandering through Baling County, and the patches of rapeseed flowers looked delicious. "Maomao, do you want to eat ribs?" Mo Yu's stomach growled and he lowered his head to ask the unmotivated child. "I want to eat." He was very hungry after not eating meat for a long time, but he also knew that Mo Yu had already worked very hard to raise him and couldn't get any meat at all. As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu tore off his thin clothes, revealing his thin chest. The ribs were so thin that he felt distressed just looking at them. "Come on, Brother Mo Yu has pork ribs here! Let's eat braised pork ribs tonight!" Mu Xuanying: "..." Mu Xuanying was instantly frightened out of her dream.