However, the illusion of being honest and dutiful is only temporary.
When Chaochao was summoned back, the fish, as if smelling a familiar scent, immediately became excited again.
Chaochao, who is both the head of the inner quarters and the judge of the inner quarters, is surrounded by buckets of different sizes. Her little head turns left and right, and she is very busy.
"Mmm...you're fairer, you're the fairest!"
"It looks like your tail is longer!"
"Huh? It slapped you twice more? Then hit it back... uh, no, no, you can't fight!"
Wow, your muscles are so well-developed!
"You want more cookies? Sure, coming right up!"
"...Who? Who wants to eat you? I'm not hungry, I won't eat you! Are you having a nightmare?"
Beside her stood Huo Qin, the true embodiment of the Fish Nightmare, his expression calm and his achievements hidden.
Unbeknownst to us, the sunlight had already begun to slant, and the clear lake surface was bathed in a warm, orange glow.
With a steady stance, Chaochao personally returned the small white fish, small green fish, big flower fish, and other catches he had made to the lake one by one.
The butler stood on the shore not far away, hesitant to speak.
He meant that the fish caught could be taken home, as private fishing was permitted on the lake.
In fact, the fish here are fed regularly by professionals, so each fish has plump and firm flesh and is very picky about its food. Fishermen who come here can be proud if they catch one or two fish a day.
...So, those five or six buckets of fish on the boat must have been fake fish.
The housekeeper was in a daze, trying to hypnotize himself.
He faced the sky, muttering to himself, and clasped his hands together in prayer.
Either it's a fake fish, or he stumbled upon the Water Star reincarnated into the mortal realm... or... or maybe he's just under a lot of stress and his eyes are playing tricks on him... Oh well, whatever, I'll just offer a prayer first...
Chaochao, who had unknowingly gained the title of "Water Star Descended to Earth," was still saying goodbye to her playmates with whom she had only spent a short time. When the last fish flicked its tail and disappeared into the water, she finally let go of her hand.
The ship has docked.
Huo Qin took her clean hand and walked towards the ground. At this moment, Chaochao, who was in a good mood, suddenly remembered that her father had said something before wiping her face.
The little dumpling tilted its head in thought, then looked up in surprise:
"Daddy, you said there's a thief in the house?!"
Huo Qin: "...It's the little peach tree at home."
Chaochao breathed a sigh of relief, then asked curiously, "What's wrong with Xiaotao?"
Huo Qin replied calmly, "I had my second child."
system:"……"
Hey Mr. Huo, do you want to hear what you're saying?!
What second child?! It's clearly just two fruits!
At first, Chaochao didn't think anything was wrong. Upon hearing this, she put down her silly, upturned smile and nodded with empathy and tenderness.
"That must have been really tough on Xiaotao."
As for the origin of this little peach tree, it was a gift from Grandpa Bai, the senior gardener of the Huo family. Chaochao was overjoyed to receive it, but when it finally came home, the task of cultivating it was handed over to Huo Qin.
"That--"
So, does that mean there are three small peach trees in the house?
After playing outside all day, Chaochao's brain was "highly" active, and she automatically and drowsily imagined the mini peach tree planted in the pink flowerpot splitting into three parts with a "pop".
Hmm...
The little dumpling tilted its head and asked questions enthusiastically as it walked.
Have they been given names?
Huo Qin paused subtly for a moment: "...Not yet."
As soon as she finished speaking, a profound sense of mission welled up in Chaochao's heart.
Little Peach is called Little Peach, so why don't we name her two little babies—
Her chubby little hand, which she slowly raised, suddenly clenched into a fist in mid-air.
Little Peach and Little Second Peach!
Huh?
The system, which had apparently been startled and made a duck-like quack, quickly recovered and applauded enthusiastically.
"Great!! What a wonderful and inspired name!"
Chaochao smiled with considerable satisfaction, then turned to Huo Qin and said solemnly.
"Daddy, we need to make sure Xiaotao gets some nourishment when we get back."
At this moment, on the other side out of Chaochao's sight, Huo Qingang handed the ceramic cup filled with flowers to the butler who was waiting nearby.
Hearing the little dumpling's serious tone, Huo Qin raised an eyebrow, glanced down at her blank, expressive face, and knew that the little one's mind was probably in roaming mode again.
He hummed in agreement and replied casually, "Okay."
Huo Qin watched as the butler carefully took the porcelain cup, and when the butler's hand trembled and he almost spilled the flowers, Huo Qin glanced at him indifferently. When his gaze returned to the little dumpling, his calm tone held a half-smile.
"You can go and take a look when you get home."
It's not too late to say later.
Chaochao completely missed the man's implied meaning, but Huo Qin's casual mention of "home" led the little girl's thoughts to wander far away.
After the lake cruise, they returned to the castle restaurant for dinner.
After eating, the little dumpling habitually let its mind go blank.
Huihui, who's currently working out to lose weight, has some unopened cookies hidden in the closet from yesterday. Jingcheng, do you have somewhere to eat dinner today...?
This lingering homesickness, stirred up as she was carried by Huo Qin to the central square, quietly awaiting the fireworks show, intensified during their continued wandering, growing stronger and stronger like the rapidly expanding roadside food stalls, gradually reaching its peak.
"call……"
Gazing at the magnificent castle in the distance, Chaochao sighed very softly. She subconsciously reached out to scratch her head, but her outstretched little hand seemed to be bewitched halfway and suddenly turned to touch the little fox ears she had recently put on.
The little dumpling, with its vacant eyes and blank expression, wore an adorable fluffy red fox headband. Its chubby hands gently rubbed its "ears," and it nodded in complete approval.
Hmm... this one definitely feels better...
As if remembering something, the little dumpling's blank eyes suddenly blinked, and its gaze quickly focused, landing "whoosh" on the side.
Huo Qin seemed to sense something and glanced sideways.
A pair of snow-white dog ears stood upright in the jet-black hair, the extreme black and white creating the most dazzling color.
The man's handsome face remained indifferent and calm, seemingly unconcerned. However, when he looked back at the little girl, his long, narrow eyes, like those drawn with an ink brush, slightly turned upwards, conveying a subtle sense of wariness.
What are you planning to do now?
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