In the early morning, a faint sense of sadness about parting permeated the children. After breakfast, the five little ones huddled together, holding hands and looking at each other with sleepy eyes, chattering vows of "never to be apart."
Until the spoilsport, Director Zou, showed up with a megaphone—
"Today's activity is a hike in the primeval forest!" he ruthlessly shattered the sweet atmosphere. "First, we're going to paint with natural pigments!"
The stream babbles and flows, its water crystal clear.
The adults rolled up their trousers and searched for colorful stones in the shallows. These stones, smoothed by the water, could be made into excellent pigments with a little processing.
Chaochao, the youngest and most beloved by his older brothers and sisters, quickly became the most dazzling child in the room.
"Look, Chaochao has turned into a little kitten!"
Surrounded by her older siblings, the little girl looked over in confusion at the sound. Her fair face was streaked with three reds on the left and two greens on the right, like a kitten that had accidentally spilled a palette of colors. Even the coldest heart would be softened by her appearance.
Seeing everyone laughing, Chaochao chuckled a few times, then immediately bent down and crawled like a crab, picking up a small blue stone from the water. She rinsed it in the stream like she was cooking beef, then exclaimed in a delighted voice, "Sister Qingqing, I'll draw you too! I can draw a puppy~"
Unfortunately, upon hearing this, Qingqing immediately fled the scene.
Chaochao turned her head to the left.
Jiang Chi, with his long arms, reached into the nearby river and picked up a stone. He is now squatting on the bank, admiring the stone art on his face reflected in the water.
Almost everyone present participated, their faces adding a splash of color, including Zou Shilin and the assistant director, who were ambushed by several fathers, leaving them with comical colored marks on their faces.
Only Hochin.
The man stood quietly on the shore, his face as dignified as ever. His impeccably tailored casual shirt was spotless, a stark contrast to the playful and childish scene.
Who would dare smear paint on President Huo's face?
The thought had barely crossed everyone's minds when a little tabby cat dashed over with lightning speed, splashing through the water.
As she turned to leave with a cheerful smile, three streaks of indigo stone suddenly appeared on the profile of the handsome, godlike man.
The entire audience remained silent for three seconds.
In the end, President Huo simply let it go—taking it for granted and not caring at all.
The stone paint on the man's face was smeared crookedly, showing how much effort the short-legged attacker had to exert to overcome the insurmountable height difference.
However, it didn't look comical at all like others. On the contrary, against the backdrop of the deep mountains and dense forests, it exuded a sharp and fierce aura, as if it had been licked blood from a knife's edge.
—His face is so handsome it's almost unbelievable.
Not only were the female guests' hearts pounding and they too embarrassed to stare for long, but viewers in the live stream who loved watching the novel were also eagerly showering him with kisses.
After traversing the stream, the guests swung on vine swings, climbed ancient strangler figs, and along the way, followed the explorers to witness many wonders rarely seen in the city, while also learning about the habits and characteristics of forest flora and fauna...
We changed our lodging at noon to another campsite.
And lunchtime instantly became the first horror story of the day.
"A Feast of Insects"
Director Zou deliberately drew out his words and smiled at the stunned crowd, saying, "This is a specialty dish, everyone should try it, don't come here for nothing."
"I highly recommend the fried silkworm pupae and fried grasshoppers!"
Before he could finish speaking, Leo's mother covered her mouth and backed away.
She really couldn't eat such disgusting insects!
Children are actually the least afraid and the most curious.
"They won't come back to life in my mouth, will they?"
"What does it taste like? Is it like barbecue?"
"Dad, you eat first, then I'll eat."
“…”
Jiang Chi glanced at the plates of fried, glistening insects on the table, and reluctantly opened his mouth: "I—" He still wouldn't eat them.
Before the second sound could be uttered, a dark shadow flashed past, and then suddenly something smooth and crisp appeared in my mouth.
Jiang Chi, his lips still slightly parted, looked over in shock: "..."
Chaochao nimbly jumped down from Huo Qin's arms, picked up a fried silkworm pupa from the table and fed it to herself. Master Chao nodded approvingly to Comrade Xiao Jiang: "Brother, it's really delicious!"
Jiang looked at Huo Qin, who was standing to the side without even looking up, incredulously: "..."
Uncle, did you just go along with her like that?
Click, click—
Jiang Chi hypnotized himself.
It's high in protein, high in protein, high in protein...
The young man began to chew with difficulty, his eyes gradually revealing a subtle emotion.
"...It's not bad."
Huo Qin finally reacted, glancing sideways with a half-smile: "Since it's delicious, eat more."
As soon as he finished speaking, a nearby staff member, understanding the unspoken message, brought over a plate of fried insects, guaranteed to satisfy your cravings.
Jiang Chi: "...?"
Then why don't you eat?
After delivering the family photos, the staff returned to their original positions and belatedly realized: "...!"
When did he take on the job of a servant?
Later, unable to resist the temptation, Chaochao also sampled some other insects and authoritatively compiled a delicious ranking for her friends:
"The plump pupa is number one! The insect that explodes in the bamboo is number two..."
Seeing this, the system hesitated, its core being data and code, and it couldn't quite grasp the child's thoughts: "Chao Chao... do you think it's cruel to eat them?"
Chaochao tilted her head, looking puzzled: "But these are delicious foods."
She counted on her fingers and explained carefully:
"The farmers worked so hard to raise these animals, and the chefs cooked them with such care. If I don't eat them, nobody else will either. What a waste!"
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