After two days of playing wildly at Atlank Ranch, Chaochao, who was just watching the ponies fight, was dragged onto the plane back home by Huo Qin.

Along with bags of local specialty agricultural products.

Chaochao, hands on hips: Of course! How can grapes I picked myself not be considered a local specialty?

More than a week later, Chaochao finally returned to Guyeting. As she got off the car, Chaochao stood at the entrance of the villa, tilting her head back to admire her long-lost little garden through the gap in the railing. Her innocent and clear eyes were full of emotion.

With his two small hands full of things, he had the air of a small overseas businessman returning home in glory.

Huo Qin was also carrying a bag, the same bag of Inner Mongolian dairy products that Chaochao had given him. His gaze fell on the little dumpling standing in front of the door, and he raised an eyebrow, pushing open the gate: "Why aren't you leaving?"

As soon as the dark black gate was pushed open, and Huo Qin and Chaochao stepped onto the winding cobblestone path leading to the villa's entrance, a clear birdcall suddenly echoed in their ears. A plump gray magpie flapped its wings and swooped down from behind the villa towards Chaochao: "Chirp chirp—"

Chaochao's little mouth opened slightly, and a full five seconds passed. The little bird had been anxiously circling in front of her four or five times. The little dumpling, whose eyes had been fixed on it, suddenly reacted: "Grey, Grey! I'm back! Did you miss me?!"

When good friends reunite after a long separation, they should give each other a warm hug. However, both of Chaochao's little hands were already occupied, so she could only excitedly stomp her feet on the spot, and her trembling little pigtails were enough to express her joy.

"Chirp—"

"I-of course I haven't forgotten you," Chaochao said, her voice tinged with displeasure. She had been shocked upon first seeing Huihui, wondering "How did this gray ball grow two wings?" She glanced away guiltily before floating back, intending to change the subject with casual pleasantries. "We haven't seen each other in so long! Huihui, you've changed so much..."

Suddenly realizing she'd jumped from one pit to another, Chaochao got stuck and stammered, transforming into a little fairy: "Transform, transform..."

The system was so anxious it almost wanted to hand Chaochao a magic wand!

"It turned into a ball."

Huo Qin, who was passing by, continued the little dumpling's unfinished words without changing his expression. The gray bird, which had been flapping its wings, suddenly froze in mid-air and fell straight into the green bushes like a dumpling being dropped into a pot.

"Oh dear, Grey, are you alright?!" The little dumpling exclaimed in surprise, its eyes wide open. At the same time, it gave Huo Qin a troubled look. Dad, you're too blunt. You're going to hurt the little bird's feelings.

Huo Qin patted the child's head and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's better for him to face reality sooner rather than later."

"Don't spoil them too much."

Slightly wavering, Chaochao pondered seriously, "Is that how it is? Did she do something wrong before? Is that why Huihui turned into a little ball?"

Upon hearing Huo Qin's words, the system practically wanted to broadcast a video on the big screen: "Mr. Huo, don't be so hypocritical!!!"

"Mr. Huo, Miss Chaochao, you're back!"

Aunt Ning's surprised voice suddenly rang out, and she hurriedly ran over to take the bag from Chaochao's hand, "Oh my, Miss Chaochao, why are you carrying so many things by yourself?"

Aunt Ning was pouring food into the little gray bird's food bowl in the yard when the gray magpie, which was happily eating, suddenly flapped its wings and flew away.

Of course, I took a one-meter run-up before takeoff, since my size is different from usual.

Guessing that perhaps the gentleman and lady had returned home, Aunt Ning immediately washed her hands and rushed to the villa's entrance.

"Auntie!" Chaochao's philosophical thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She looked up and saw Aunt Ning, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. Her hands were empty, so she quickly hugged her and blinked her big eyes: "Auntie! Food! I'm hungry!"

Huo Qin: "..."

Did the empty bag of fries in the car end up in the dog's stomach?

Aunt Ning, who was being pestered by the little glutton, was instantly amused. "Okay, okay, I'll cook something delicious for you right away."

The driver had already carried their luggage into the villa. After hugging Aunt Ning, Chaochao ran into the house to comfort her beloved concubines. Fortunately, Huo Qin was quick-witted and grabbed her by the back of her collar with one hand to prevent her from tripping over the threshold.

Although she had already eaten lunch on the plane, Chaochao missed Aunt Ning's cooking so much that she stayed in the kitchen, watching eagerly as her aunt scooped out dumplings that looked as clear as jade.

Amidst the swirling mist, Chaochao tilted her head.

Speaking of dumplings, has she forgotten something?

Suddenly, a small gray ball popped out from the lush bushes by the villa's door, wryly shaking off the green leaves stuck in its fur.

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After having a small bowl of dumplings and taking a short rest, Chaochao, looking refreshed, sat on the living room carpet, holding up a sturdy leather bag with both hands and stuffing things into it one by one.

These are all fruits and vegetables she picked from the farm.

Huo's international fresh food express delivery service delivers fresh produce to your door while the morning moisture is still condensed on the surface.

We're going to the hospital to see Brother Yushen soon, so Chaochao decided to deliver the gift to Brother Jingcheng next door first.

Hehe, she secretly found out last night that Brother Jingcheng is home today.

After telling her father and Aunt Ning, Chaochao set off with the bulging waterproof leather bag in her hands. The five-minute walk took her almost ten minutes, and she finally staggered to the front gate of the Xie residence.

The courtyard gate was open. Chaochao walked straight to the villa's door, adjusted her posture, and then laboriously stretched out a small hand from the bottom of the bag to ring the doorbell.

The door opened, but Xie Yulin's face appeared with a slightly unfriendly expression.

His once handsome features had lost some of their feigned elegance, and his tired eyes were tinged with dark circles. He frowned when he opened the door and found no one there. Suddenly, he heard a noise and looked down, meeting the gaze of the short little dumpling.

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