When Ming Lanruo heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
What does giving them a chance to kill mean?
The little boy stared at Ming Lanruo fiercely: "If you dare to touch my sister, I will..."
Before he finished his harsh words, a "bang" was heard from the direction of the kitchen, as well as the sharp cry of a child.
Ming Lanruo's expression changed and she immediately ran to the kitchen: "What's wrong!"
When she ran to the place, she saw a mess in the kitchen. The oil pan rolled on the floor and hot oil was poured all over the floor.
Several children fell to the ground. Two of them were no more than five or six years old. They were obviously burned. They were holding their hands and crying miserably.
In the kitchen, a fat man of eight or nine years old in rich clothes was grabbing a bowl of vegetable and meat dumplings, eating with relish.
There was a nanny beside him, who couldn't see this mess. She only smiled and put meatballs into the little fat man's bowl: "Young Master Sixteen, eat slowly, there are many here."
The boy named Xiaowei pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. When he saw the crying children, he immediately rushed over and hugged them: "Ah Bao, Ah Yuan, what's wrong with you!"
The child named A Bao cried and trembled: "He was grabbing everyone's vegetables and meatballs in the kitchen, and when we blocked him, he threw the frying pan on us!"
A Yuan sobbed and said: "He ate a lot, and the others had nothing to eat... Dad said that everyone should count the amount of food they receive, and be more aware of beheading..."
Xiao Wei covered Ah Yuan's mouth, turned around and glared at Ming Lanruo bitterly: "If you don't want to eat, let's go!"
"You can't leave!" Ming Lanruo frowned slightly.
Then, she told Chen Ning, who rushed over: "Take the two injured children to the room immediately to apply medicine."
When Xiao Wei saw this, he immediately became furious. He hugged the two small children hysterically and ran away: "You go away, we won't accept it anymore, let's go!"
Seeing that he didn't listen to her at all, Ming Lanruo glanced at Chen Ning.
Chen Ning understood and immediately stepped forward, tapped Xiao Wei's numb and mute points, and went upstairs directly carrying the two injured children.
Xiao Wei was horrified to find that he could neither speak nor move, and could only move his eyes.
He stared at Ming Lanruo with anger and fear.
Ming Lanruo ignored him and walked straight to the little fat man and his nanny.
The wet nurse looked at her coming over and said arrogantly: "You made this meatball dish very well. Our young master sixteen likes it very much. You can follow us later and teach our cook how to make this dish. You won't treat me badly."
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Ming Lanruo smiled: "Yes, the spices here are specially made by me. They are a specialty of southern Xinjiang. They are indeed very fragrant."
After saying that, she suddenly raised her hand and snatched the bowl from the nanny's hand with a bang: "But do you deserve to eat it?!"
The nanny was unprepared for a moment, took a staggering step, and knocked the bowl out of the little fat man's hand.
The bowl fell to the ground, and the golden and fragrant vegetable and meatballs inside rolled all over the floor.
"Ah! My meatballs!" The little fat man was so angry that his face trembled. He raised his leg and kicked his nanny.
He passed by this area on the carriage, smelled the aroma of meat that he had never smelled before, and ordered the wet nurse to bring him over to eat!
As a result, the nanny, an old nanny, actually knocked over the meatballs he snatched from those untouchable brats!
The little fat boy is stocky and eats well. He is seven or eight years old and is about the same size as a ten-year-old Xiaowei. He is very heavy on his feet.
The wet nurse kicked her so hard that her face was distorted. She was in so much pain that she didn't dare to fight back. She quickly shouted: "It wasn't the old slave who knocked me down, it was that bitch who knocked me over!"
The little fat man turned his face, raised his foot and kicked Ming Lanruo fiercely: "Bitch, get me the meatballs quickly!"
She only turned slightly to avoid his feet, and at the same time, with a cold face, she raised her toes and tripped towards his feet.
The little fat man suddenly tripped and lost his balance. His feet slipped, and he stepped on oil all over the floor, and he fell down.
He also hit his head hard against the iron pan on the ground, and it opened with a bang. Blood flowed all over his face, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.
"Ahhh...it hurts so much, I want to kill you! I want to kill you!"
The nanny was shocked and rushed over to hug the little fat man.
She yelled at Ming Lanruo fiercely: "Are you crazy? This is the sixteenth son that the prefect just recognized, and you dare to hurt him!"
Ming Lanruo put her hands into her sleeves, haha...
She really remembered that the second son of the prefect's family who was skinned by Cang Qiao said that the prefect "accidentally" recognized the sixteenth son in the shop.
