Then he resolutely stepped into the house, his short, small body casting a towering shadow in the sunlight.

Teng Yi, who was kneading the dough, also saw the little dumpling and said with a smile, "Chao Chao is here! Your brother and uncle will finish making it soon, and there will be something delicious to eat right away."

The Inner Mongolian aunt, who was teaching cooking, watched the little baby approach step by step with loving eyes. As if by magic, she took out a small bag of milk skin from behind her back: "Come on, little one, have a taste. It's delicious."

Chaochao instantly forgot about the kitchen disaster. She rolled up her sleeves and walked over triumphantly: "Brother, Leo's dad, Chaochao is here to help you!"

Even though Xiao Tuanzi wanted to help, she didn't get much work. The table was only so big, and Jiang Chi and Teng Yi, being tall, took up most of the space. Moreover, the two kitchen novices were flustered and didn't have Leo's agile movements. Chaochao, being a step behind, couldn't squeeze in at all.

Having found herself a task, Chaochao squatted by the foot of the wooden table, helping them pick up the fallen leaves little by little.

As the sun rose higher, the enticing aroma of vegetables began to waft across the grassland, but none of it belonged to her family.

Chaochao, who didn't even have time to clean up the kitchen waste, sat on the grass by the door and put the broken eggshells on the lamb's ears.

She picked it up from the ground and had already carefully washed it.

Wow, Yangyang, you look just like a little bear!

The little dumpling was instantly amused, its eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Meow~~"

"Yangyang, when can my brothers eat?"

Having already finished chewing a piece of milk skin, Chaochao leaned her head against Little Bear Sheep's back and let out a long sigh.

"Meow~~"

"Sigh..."

Jiang Chi, kneading dough inside the house: "…………"