Around midnight, Jiang Chi and Teng Yi finally finished making the food, although half of it was thanks to the help of that kind aunt who couldn't bear to see them suffer.
Surprisingly, the taste was pretty good in the end.
At least Jiang Chi thought it wasn't bad to eat.
If this level of achievement were applied to the Chao Dynasty, it would be considered an astonishingly delicious meal.
The little dumpling, having tasted the pie for the first time, ran around the house clutching it, exclaiming, "So delicious!!! Brother and Uncle are so awesome! And Brother Leo is amazing too!"
The thick-skinned Teng Yi laughed heartily: "It just means we do have some talent."
Leo also took a bite: "I think I'm awesome too!"
Jiang Chi knew his own limitations in cooking; without his aunt's help, the result would have been a complete mess.
At this moment, he looked at Chaochao, whose eyes were shining as she ate, and silently thought to himself that perhaps he could practice more by watching the recording when he got home, and then make it for her again.
After all, the little dumpling looked so happy eating it...
He's a kitchen novice, not a kitchen disaster like his uncle, so there's still hope.
Jiang Chi comforted himself in this way.
It has been proven that comparison can indeed give people strength.
...
Today's tasks were less competitive than yesterday's, and more focused on entertainment and experiential activities.
Sitting on the grass ski, Chaochao slowly glided down the long track. A gentle breeze brushed all her stray hairs behind her ears, and she gripped the seatbelt tightly with her small hands. Although there was no thrilling feeling of weightlessness, only the rush of acceleration as she fell, Chaochao still looked serious. She wondered if this slide would send her flying straight off the planet.
On the track next to hers on the right, Xiao Qing, who was a step behind, successfully overtook the car in a straight line. She shouted excitedly, "Ahhh, that's so cool! Chao Chao, I'm going first!"
A gust of wind suddenly blew by, and Xiao Qing, with her arms outstretched, rushed straight down, turning into a tiny black dot.
Chaochao's tense little body immediately relaxed, and she began to enjoy the feeling of the wind brushing against her face. Her eyes, which had been somewhat timid, were gradually filled with excitement.
The long grass-skiing track stretched all the way to the horizon, disappearing into what looked like giant white clouds. The little girl squinted to protect herself from the strong wind, and a strange illusion seemed to float through her mind again, but she couldn't remember what it was.
With this confusion lingering in her mind, Chaochao didn't even notice that she had already reached the end of the track.
The seatbelt automatically unlocked the moment the grass ski came to a stop, and Chaochao, who was in a daze, fell forward due to inertia.
He knelt in front of the camera with an extremely standard New Year's greeting posture.
The camera shook and then fell to the ground in the grass.
Viewers in the live stream: "…………"
[Absolutely not! Absolutely not! - Teng Yi]
[I'll offer a bow to Leo, who's not in a superior position]
[Waaaaah, I felt like I was almost kissed by Chaochao!! I have material for my dream!!!]
[Camera: Doesn't anyone care if I live or die?]
The crew quickly helped the bewildered little girl to her feet. Lei Bao and the others, who had arrived a dozen seconds earlier, were still in a state of excitement and hadn't quite recovered when they saw her fall. They quickly gathered around to check if she was hurt.
Jiang Chi put gloves on Chaochao before they set off. She was not hurt at all, but it was a little embarrassing.
Chaochao took off her gloves, touched her palms, and then innocently raised both hands: "I want to play again!"
...Strange, what was she thinking just now?
A bonfire party was held on the grassland that evening. A roaring bonfire ignited the joyous atmosphere and illuminated the surrounding area. Chaochao also dressed in Mongolian attire and danced with the crowd. Midway through the dance, Director Zou even called the five children up to sing the theme song.
Before singing, Chaochao was specifically told by Jiang Chi not to sing too hard. This time, the pitch was indeed lowered a lot, so she didn't cough so hard that it was heartbreaking, but it still immediately touched the hearts of the audience.
Because he sang off-key.
The little boy, oblivious to his off-key singing, shyly hid behind his older sister, Xiao Qing, after hearing everyone's cheers. Just as the children were about to return to their fathers, Director Zou called them back.
He first gave a short, atmospheric speech, and then, with the children watching, he asked with a smile, "At this moment, besides your fathers and brothers who are here, who do you most want to talk to?"
The children's answer was undoubtedly "Mom".
Except for Chaochao calling out "Daddy".
Director Zou chuckled: "Then the children can call their parents now and tell them what they want to say right now."
The staff handed over the guests' phones.
Jiang Chi handed the phone to Chaochao, "You know which one is Uncle's number, right?"
Lei Bao next door is already snuggling up to his mom.
After hesitating for a while, Changchang cautiously told his mother that he had touched many lambs that day and that he was very happy.
Xiaoqing said she really likes the feeling of grass skiing and wants her mom to come with her next time...
Holding her phone, Chaochao gave Jiang Chi a look that said, "How could I possibly be wrong?" She then found her dad in her contacts and dialed his number.
The call connected, and Chaochao beamed, "Daddy~"
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a hesitant question: "Xiao...Chi?"
Jiang Chi closed his eyes briefly, then said helplessly in a low voice, "This is my dad!"
The little dumpling who accidentally hit his dad: "..."
"Good evening, Uncle Baiyuan! This is Chaochao. Oops, I typed it wrong, haha. Uncle, you should get some rest. I miss you and Aunt Jiang so much. Bye-bye!"
Huo Baiyuan stared at the caller ID on his phone for a moment, then replied blankly, "Bye...?"
After hanging up the phone, Chaochao breathed a sigh of relief, looking puzzled: "Strange, where did my dad go?"
Jiang Chi's expression was blank. "You should look for 'Uncle'..."
Chaochao's eyes widened: "Brother, you're so smart!"
Jiang Chi humbly declined, saying, "I'll give this intelligence and talent to you."
To prevent Chaochao from saying things like "Brother, you're so generous," he directly dialed his uncle's number for her.
The moment the call was answered, it was Chaochao's turn to lack confidence. Her little voice, full of feigned insecurity, whispered furtively, "...Daddy?"
"Hmm," the man responded faintly, then asked,
"What's wrong?"
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