Only then did Wei's mother notice the sticky milk stains on the little dumpling's hair and clothes. She squatted down and her voice softened considerably: "Chao Chao, why is there yogurt on your clothes?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lingling out of the corner of his eye.
Lingling felt a chill in her heart; she was doomed, she would have to copy it fifty times.
Chaochao blinked her round, dark eyes and said in a soft, sweet voice, "I accidentally fell on myself."
Mother Wei asked doubtfully, "Really?"
He nodded repeatedly.
Lingling, standing to the side, was almost moved to tears. "Chao Chao, my dear sister, I will love you for the rest of my life!"
Later, when Wei's mother asked the two children what they were doing outside, the two children hesitated and couldn't give a clear answer, so Wei's mother had no choice but to give up.
After taking a shower and having dinner at Lingling's house, the Huo family driver came to pick up Chaochao and take her home.
"Daddy, I'm back!"
As soon as I stepped into the house, the little guy flew into the living room like a happy little bird.
Huo Qin had already adjusted his posture, ready for the little dumpling to jump into his arms, but who knew that he would suddenly turn a corner when he got close and run eagerly into the yard, "My little grass, how was your day?"
Chaochao squatted down to look at the orchid. "Wow, you already have little flower buds! Are you about to bloom?"
"Little grass, little grass, you must open the mud when I'm here, don't secretly open it behind my back..."
Over there, Chaochao was talking incessantly to the orchid as if no one else was around, while over here, Huo Qin narrowed his eyes and fell into doubt. Was he not even as good as a blade of grass?
After Chaochao finished chatting with the grass and then with the bird, it was ten minutes later when they returned to the living room. Huo Qin's slender fingers pinched the little dumpling's collar: "Why did you change your clothes?"
Chaochao obediently replied, "My old clothes got dirty, so Lingling's mom bought me new ones."
Originally, Chaochao wanted to wear Lingling's clothes, but Wei's mother felt embarrassed, so she asked Wei's assistant to pick out a set for her.
Huo Qin asked slowly, "How did you get it dirty?"
Chaochao frowned, pondering for a moment in confusion, "It's...it's...like that, all of a sudden..."
Actually, she didn't know exactly what happened.
Chaochao, the person involved: I'm also very confused.jpg
Huo Qin: "..."
This is something this little guy is capable of doing.
"I heard from Mrs. Wei that you and Lingling sneaked out to play?" Huo Qin raised an eyebrow, noting that Mrs. Wei had apologized several times on the phone for this.
She and Lingling agreed that their plan to collect bottles to earn money would be a secret and they couldn't tell their parents.
Chaochao climbed onto the sofa, knelt down with her short legs together, placed her little hands obediently on her knees, and looked at Huo Qin with her soft, cute eyes, smiling innocently.
As Xiaoqi said, this is called "you can't hit a smiling face".
Huo Qin and the little dumpling looked at each other for a while, then Huo Qin rubbed his temples with amusement: "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."
"Hehe." The little dumpling relaxed and snuggled into Huo Qin's arms, burying her face in the man's arms, and sighed in a soft, childish voice, "Making money is so hard, and it must be hard for Daddy to raise me too."
Huo Qin stroked the little dumpling's soft hair and said honestly, "It's alright."
He has never been poor since he was born.
Chaochao, however, was thinking, "When can I raise a dad?"
Does that mean we have to collect truckloads of bottles and boxes?
Huo Qin: "We'll talk about it when you're an adult."
He thought to himself that even when he got old, he wouldn't need Xiao Tuanzi to take care of him.
Chaochao jumped up and looked at him curiously: "What does Daddy want?"
She could prepare in advance.
Huo Qin said casually, "Just give me a decent burial plot."
Chaochao was stunned for several seconds before she finally processed what was happening. Her almond-shaped eyes quickly reddened and filled with tears: "Wah! Poop mud, don't poop, waah—"
Huo Qin didn't expect the little dumpling to react so strongly, and changed his words, saying, "I'm very happy that you... have such filial piety."
"Oh..." Chaochao sniffed, grabbed her father's white shirt to wipe her tears, and finally said in a muffled voice as if she had made up her mind, "Then I will definitely buy Daddy the biggest, most luxurious and most comfortable burial plot!"
Chaochao held back her sadness: "It has to be close to home, so Daddy can come back and visit me more often, boohoo..."
Huo Qin: "..."
She is truly her father's eldest daughter; she has already made proper arrangements for his funeral.
Huo Qin held the little dumpling's round head, really wanting to crack it open to see what was inside, but after a while he couldn't help but chuckle.
That very night, while Chaochao was dreaming of starting a business by picking up trash and buying truckloads of tomatoes for his elderly father, the hashtag "Da Lei Lei, the trash-picking kid" went viral on Weibo.
Da Lei Lei is a well-known food review YouTuber. Urged by his millions of fans, he finally decided to check out a newly opened barbecue restaurant in Rongjin Mall.
The video, titled "A Side Story During a Store Visit," begins with a brief camera shake followed by Da Lei Lei's question, "What's going on?" The camera then moves past Da Lei Lei and focuses on two children sitting in a row on the lawn in the distance, drinking yogurt.
The comments that just appeared at the top of the video also didn't understand.
What's going on?
[Didn't Da Lei Lei say he was going to check out a restaurant? What are you doing watching the kids? Hurry up!]
[dd I want to see restaurant reviews, not unruly kids]
I want to eat barbecue!!!
[srds These two kids are quite cute...]
Although the video is blurry from a distance, you can still see that the two little girls' cheeks, sweaters, and coats are covered in dust. Yet, they look completely satisfied while drinking yogurt. The little girl sitting next to the trash can, in particular, has several dusty spots on her fair cheeks. She holds the yogurt bottle in her hands, tilts her head back, and drinks it down. At the end, she happily licks her lips, making her look both pitiful and adorable.
The viewers gradually forgot the purpose of following the updates, and even the netizens who initially protested, saying "That's all there is to it," fell silent.
These two kids are so cute! (I'm drooling!)
[Little friend, tell your sister, what color burlap sack do you like?]
If we can't have barbecue, we can drink yogurt... What brand of yogurt is this? It looks pretty good.
[You newbies, I'm different! Who drinks yogurt? I'll just eat the kids and bring my daughter to her mother!]
Then, in the video, Little Radish Head finished his yogurt first, shook the bottle to make sure there wasn't a drop left, then got up, skillfully stomped the yogurt bottle flat, and then squatted down to carefully put it into the half-bulged burlap sack next to him.
Then... and then naturally, the little head popped into the trash can and picked out an empty bottle.
The level of skill is so high that it's enough to make anyone who sees it weep.
The chat was silent for a second, then someone hesitantly typed out a line of text—
[...Are three-year-olds this skilled these days?]
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