"Let Nian Nian see which naughty snake wants to be made into snake soup! No baring your teeth or being aggressive, you naughty snake! Disobedient snakes will be made into snake soup! Hmph!"
Some snakes, annoyed by the ghostly cries, had just straightened up when they heard the little baby's words. They immediately trembled in fear and quickly and cowardly curled up back down.
The lead white snake glanced at its snake brothers behind it out of the corner of its eye, feeling so frustrated that tears streamed down its face.
To think that these mighty, powerful venomous pythons were being scolded by a tiny, cuddly little baby, like little kids coming off school, one after another, slinking along like dogs with their heads down, was truly a disgrace!
That's so shameful!
Just as the big white snake was getting angry, it heard the little baby's soft, sweet voice say with satisfaction, "That's more like it, good snake! Niannian rewards obedient snakes so they don't have to be made into snake soup!"
The white snake, who was secretly angry, immediately brightened its eyes upon hearing this, forgetting all about being "angry." It quickly nodded its head vigorously at its little ancestor to show its loyalty and obedience.
Finally, its hard work paid off, and the snake earned a satisfied hum from the fierce little tyrant.
The white snake breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, out of the corner of its eye, it happily discovered that there were five, six, seven or eight people, holding their breath, pale-faced, staring at them in terror!
It seems... it hasn't completely lost its tyrannical power yet!
In his excitement, the white snake accidentally bared a few of its small teeth.
The next moment, almost instinctively, it shuddered violently, breaking out in a cold sweat. It cowered and kept its head down, trembling with fear, but it could no longer laugh.
Unfortunately, the little girl had just been put down by her prince brother and was toddling over to Tongyoulin, comforting her timid uncles in her sweet, childish voice, missing out on a great opportunity to eat snake soup.
"Uncle, are you afraid of snakes? Snakes are great! They're white, tender, and smell delicious! What's so scary about them? Uncle is a grown-up, don't be afraid of snakes!"
The little baby pounced on the laps of the timid uncles who were actually afraid of snakes, tilting her rosy little face up and comforting them in her sweet, childish voice.
White Snake: Thank you, but I'm not comforted at all.
The "timid" uncles: Actually... we don't either.
The little boy, who thought he was a master at comforting people, flashed a sweet, soft smile with his dimples.
Snake: We were scared, were you?
Uncle: We were scared to death too...
"Snake, snake, snake... Delicious?!" Tong Youlin could hardly believe his ears.
The little boy looked at Tong Youlin's questioning expression and found it very strange. He nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle, do you think snakes don't taste good? They're white, tender, and plump with soft flesh, don't you think they taste good?"
As Tong Youlin watched the little dumpling talk, its bright black eyes sparkling with dazzling starlight, and the way it kept swallowing its saliva, he even began to doubt the world for a moment.
Huo Chengche looked at Tongyou Lin's silly face with his mouth open, stepped forward, raised his hand and pulled him to close his mouth, then bent down and hugged his little baby back.
As he stood up, his narrow, cold eyes swept across the area, and the stunned constables immediately shuddered, swallowing hard and bowing their heads to strike the stakes, all in one swift motion.
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