"Uncle Yang, I can fight ten of them, so I don't need to train, right?"

"Is this enough? What I want is one hundred for one dozen, don't you?" Yang Jun said.

Sun Zhaocai shook his head decisively: "No!"

"Don't say anything anymore. Let's train together tomorrow."

"Uncle Yang, can we wait until summer is over before we talk about this? I'm so tired and sweating every day that I don't have any clothes to change."

Sun Zhaocai found various reasons for his laziness.

"No, there is no need to discuss it. Starting from tomorrow, you must participate in training." Yang Jun said.

This guy is extremely talented, even without training, he is still a terrifying existence.

Sun Zhaodi is pretty good, but even if she is like that, Sun Zhaocai can also hit two.

Yang Jun lamented that it was fate that made people suffer. After so many years of training, they were not as good as those raised by their parents.

Hey, it's really annoying to compare people to each other.

"Uncle Yang..."

Sun Zhaocai wanted to say something else, but Yang Jun didn't listen at all and just threw away his hand and went back to have breakfast.

The breakfast is very rich, including porridge, big meat buns, fried dough sticks, eggs, etc.

The table was full of food, but few people used their chopsticks.

The weather is too hot and no one wants to eat.

In addition, we ate too much fruit last night and everyone lost their appetite.

Yangmei and the others simply stopped eating and drank half a bowl of porridge.

Looking at the table full of leftovers, Wang Yuying frowned.

There is no refrigerator now, so cooking so much food will definitely spoil it.

After they finish eating, they all go to work, and these meals will be left over again.

"You guys should at least eat some more. This is fine bread. It's a waste if you don't eat it." Wang Yuying said distressedly.

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to answer this question.

Because no one is hungry.

"Mom, I'm pregnant. I eat small meals often, so I won't eat." Yang Mei said.

"I want to lose weight recently, but I don't dare to eat more." Yang Yu said.

Seeing everyone making objections one by one, all eyes were focused on Sun Zhaodi.

Seeing this, Sun Zhaodi tapped the rice bowl, which was no different from a bowl, with her chopsticks and said, "Don't look at me. I can only eat one bowl, and I won't be able to eat any more."

Her rice bowl contained at least seven or eight kilograms of porridge, and on the plate next to her was a pile of large meat buns nearly half a meter high.

This is all she had for breakfast today.

She also has a mission, so it would be great if she can finish it.

"Hey, it seems that there will be leftover food from this morning again." Wang Yuying said with a bitter face.

When Yang Jun heard this, he smiled and said: "Mom, no matter what the problem, your son, I will solve it for you in minutes."

"Hmph, do I know how big your appetite is?"

Yang Jun did not speak, but turned around and said to Wang Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, go and call Zhaocai."

"Okay, godfather."

Wang Xiaoxiao stood up and ran out in a bound.

After a while, Sun Zhaocai walked in shirtless and wearing big pants.

"Uncle Yang, what do you want from me?"

Generally speaking, Sun Zhaocai and the others would never come here if they had nothing to do. Even if they ate, they would eat separately.

They ate together with Luo Xiaojun, Ku He, Zhao Juhua and others, and the food standards were also different.

"have you eaten?"

Yang Jun asked.

"No, I was about to eat when you called me."

"It's good to eat it."

Yang Jun pointed to the table full of leftovers and said, "Eat all of this."

When Sun Zhaocai heard this, he scratched his head and said.

"Uncle Yang, isn't this good? These are fine noodles and it's a waste if I eat them. How about I go over there and eat my wowotou?"

Yang Jun glared and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Just eat as long as you are told."

"Uncle Yang, are you sure you're not setting a trap for me?"

Sun Zhaocai suffered a lot from Yang Jun, who often beat him up.

"Treat you? Is there anything on you that I'm worried about? Have you ever seen buns stuffed with pork and green onions that are made of real money?" Yang Jun said angrily.

"Uncle Yang, you are a meat bun and beat a dog with no return. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Sun Zhaocai still didn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, if you keep talking nonsense, I won't beat the dog?"

"No, you'd better fight, fight as much as you like, and throw as much as you want."

Sun Zhaocai smiled and sat down directly on the chair without being polite.

He directly put the porridge basin in front of him, and then moved the plate containing steamed buns, eggs, and fried dough sticks in front of him.

"Uncle Yang, I'm not polite anymore."

"As if you were polite." Yang Jun rolled his eyes.

"hey-hey!"

Sun Zhaocai's mouth was almost drooling. Without saying a word, he grabbed five meat buns with his palm as big as a cattail fan and took one bite at a time.

The other hand was not idle, so I drank the porridge directly from the soup spoon.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

When Wang Yuying saw this, she was worried.

"Hey, grandma, don't worry, this little thing isn't enough to fill the gap between your teeth."

Wang Yuying rolled her eyes and said nothing.

The children of the old Sun family are all sincere, and it is hard to tell what they say.

At this time, Yang Mei and the others had not left yet, sitting there watching the live broadcast of Sun Zhaocai, a foodie.

I saw Sun Zhaocai sweeping across the dining table like a whirlwind.

One bite is a bun, two bites is a fried dough stick.

He puffed his cheeks and swallowed it wholeheartedly.

This scene made everyone speechless.

Sun Zhaocai didn't look like he was eating, but like he was performing.

After a while, everyone was brought in by the atmosphere and helped him unconsciously.

Several of them started to help him peel the eggs.

"thanks, thanks!"

Sun Zhaocai said his thanks while eating.

Not only is he big, he also has a big mouth, basically two eggs in one mouthful.

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After a while, the dozen or so kilograms of steamed buns were gone, and the fried dough sticks, eggs, etc. were not enough to fit between the teeth. Now there was only half a bowl of porridge left on the dining table.

I saw Sun Zhaocai taking out the spoon, holding the basin in both hands and starting to drink.

"Gu! Gu!"

After a while, a plate of porridge went into his stomach.

Everyone looked at him with wide eyes.

This appetite is too scary.

Sun Zhaodi had a big appetite, but she didn't expect that in front of her brother, she was so insignificant that she was not worth mentioning.

"Are you full?" Wang Yuying asked cautiously.

Sun Zhaocai touched his belly and said with a smile: "Grandma, to tell you the truth, I have never had a full meal since I was a child. That's it for today."

"What do you mean, not full?" Wang Yuying asked.

Sun Zhaocai made a sign of seven with his finger, but later felt it was inappropriate and made a sign of six again.

"Hehe, 60% full."

When Wang Yuying heard this, her face suddenly darkened.

"No wonder you have a lot of money, all that salary has been put into your belly."
To be continued...