Then he picked up another bowl that had been left to cool down, dragged the wooden block to the edge of the bed, and fed the new brother who looked like an expressionless puppet.
"Come on, youngest, have something to eat."
The new brother was unexpectedly cooperative. He ate as he was fed and ate most of the bowl in one go without spitting it out or knocking over the bowl and scolding it.
Ivan was a little touched. The new brother seemed quite easy to raise. If it were the second and third oldest, they would starve to death and refuse to eat.
When there were only two younger brothers in the family, neither of them would eat the food he cooked. After one bite, the second brother said that his cooking was like pig food. The third brother was even more exaggerated. After eating, he ran to the toilet and vomited. The sky is dark and the earth is dark.
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