Seeing that they started preparing food, the beggar finally threw away the torch and took off the ball of black charcoal as fast as possible. She was not afraid of being hot, so she just hugged it directly into her arms. Her eyes were still staring at Gu Fenghua and others alertly, especially the fat man.

"Why did he keep staring at me?" The fat man was so furious that he was staring at me that he couldn't help asking.

"Because you are fat." Luo Enen said. She said it directly this time.

"Nonsense, of course I know I'm fat." The fat man said angrily. This time he admitted it directly. Will fat be stared at by others? Are you guarding like a thief?

"Fat people are usually very edible." Ye Wuse added.

"Nonsense, of course I know I can eat." The fat man rolled his eyes. He could eat more than others, and he himself admitted this very directly.

"If you can eat, it means you may not be full. If you cannot eat enough, you have to steal someone else's." Gu Fenghua finally gave the answer.

"Uh..." The fat man finally understood that being fat is also a sin.

Gu Fenghua and his friends said something a bit ridiculous, but the fat man knew that this was not just a joke. For the little beggar, this was actually his life perception, and it was also equivalent to the law of survival in another world.

Beggars like him cannot fill their stomachs most of the time, so it is normal to snatch food from each other. In order to survive, such a prey on the weak can be said to be natural.

The fatter and stronger the body, the more you can eat, the more you need to grab it, and the more you have the advantage when you grab it, so the little beggar is particularly vigilant about him. But he doesn't know how much bullying he has been, so he has such a life experience.

Thinking about it, the pheasant was already roasted, the golden oil shining under the fire, and the strong meat fragrance spread everywhere.

Instead of rushing forward and robbing like before, the fat guys subconsciously looked at the beggar.

At this time, the little beggar also took out the ball of black charcoal and started eating.

Only then did Gu Fenghua and others understand what the ball of black charcoal was, it turned out to be a sweet potato. After all, he was just a six or seven-year-old child. Even though he was forced to live a life pressure, his survival skills were still poor. He roasted a thick layer of carrot, and the remaining melons were only two-thirds at most.

After only a few bites, he ate the melons cleanly. Such a little bit of sweet potato obviously could not fill his stomach, so he put the sweet potato peels that had been roasted into charcoal into his mouth and slowly started eating them.

Of course there is nothing to eat about the charcoal, but at least a little bit of melons is stuck on it. The sweet and soft taste makes him feel endless aftertaste. He chewed the charcoal that was stuck on the charcoal with the slightest bit of melons, and his face showed an intoxication, as if he was eating the legendary immortal fruit and god fruit.

Speaking of which, Gu Fenghua and others are not sympathetic saints, but at this moment, they still couldn't help feeling sad.

What kind of life did this child live in the past?

"Come here, I'll give you this roast chicken." Gu Fenghua said to him.

The little beggar sniffed, looked at the roast chicken in front of Gu Fenghua, swallowed heavily, but did not come over, and his eyes were still full of vigilance.

How could such a young child be so cautious? I don’t know what he has experienced. Gu Fenghua sighed secretly, and his heart became even more sour.
Chapter completed!