C389 Haste

Jonathan Wood looked at the two buckets of thick soup. He felt a headache coming on. If he ate it all by himself, he wouldn't be able to finish it even if he was stuffed to death.

"Mom..." Jonathan Wood wanted to say something to the two mothers, but the two mothers said at the same time, "Drink it. We have boiled it for a few hours. It is a pity that it is poured