She missed her footing on the very first step.
Chaochao: "..."
This must not be told to anyone...
She embarrassed herself just like Uncle Teng Yi...
At that moment, after Chaochao lost her footing, her whole body silently fell into the dense grass that was half a meter high. The green grass on both sides seemed to open a path on its own, and her little bottom slid smoothly all the way down the slope to the bottom, and then "plop—" she fell asleep.
He was completely unharmed, he was just dizzy.
When she woke up again, this was her current condition.
Chaochao got up from the grass, the map she was holding must have been lost on the grass skiing path. She looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, the layers of weeds surging like green waves, but she didn't see anyone.
"elder sister?"
"uncle?"
"Daddy?"
There was no response; the surroundings were excessively quiet, save for the occasional croak of a frog passing by in the distance.
Chaochao: "..."
Surely Daddy hasn't been bewitched and turned into a little frog?
The little dumpling sighed. Even at this point, she still had the leisure to indulge in a fleeting thought—it shouldn't be you, frog. Even if Daddy turned into a frog instead of a human, he would still be more handsome than you.
"Xiao Qi? Xiao Qi, are you there?"
Chaochao silently called out to the system in her heart.
However, this time, the system, which always responded instantly, remained completely silent.
Just as she was about to give up after shouting for half a minute, the system's response finally rang in her mind.
The familiar boyish voice was cut off by a crackling electrical current, like an old, broken television set, blurry and intermittent.
"Heave-ho...heave-ho...I'm...okay...go...left...I'm so angry...who's making that hissing sound...?"
Chaochao's bewildered almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up!
Although Xiaoqi seemed to mutter curses and then fell silent, at least knowing that it was still with her, Chaochao's unease immediately lessened.
"Left, left, listen to Xiao Qi."
Regaining her composure, Chaochao stretched her arms as if cheering herself on, then looked down and patted the grass roots stuck to her coat, inadvertently touching her slightly bulging pocket.
She took the item out of the bag and looked at it—a mini can of insect repellent spray, which Hochin had stuffed into her pocket before she left.
Chaochao stared at it for a while, then opened the cap, sprayed it on his hands and feet like his father, and then solemnly put it back in the bag.
"Alright, let's go! Let's go find Daddy and Brother!"
Having picked up a tree branch from somewhere, the little dumpling, wielding a sword, set off, cutting through thorns and brambles.
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