After leaving Huangyun Village, the helicopter flew directly to the nearest airport, where passengers transferred to a private plane to leave Y Province.
Besides Chaochao, the helicopter also carried bags and boxes of local specialties from the coast.
Jiang Chi is not among them.
"Where's my brother? Why isn't he coming up?"
Chaochao looked back at the closed cabin door.
Huo Qin said casually, "He likes to ride in cars."
Chaochao naturally nodded and immediately believed what her father said.
The little dumpling was very excited when she first met Huo Qin, and sat on the leather sofa chair to bring out her treasured little bucket.
"This...no, it's this...um, it seems to be that..."
Those that make it into her bucket are all carefully selected, each with its own unique characteristics.
After much deliberation, Chaochao finally chose the most beautiful and majestic conch shell to give to her father.
"This one is the prettiest, Daddy will give it to you!"
"They say seashells bring good luck!"
The king of the conch shells inside must be the luckiest!
Chaochao blinked her bright eyes and pushed the conch shell directly into Huoqin's hand with her two little hands.
Huo Qin took it, played with it between his fingers for a while, and then chuckled softly, "Very beautiful."
The system predicts that the Huo family's display case will now have an additional conch shell.
Huo Qin put it away, and then, as a reciprocal gesture, brought out a box of peach pudding and placed it on the table.
Chaochao, who was engrossed in turning over the conch shells, paused, her little nose twitched, and she suddenly raised her head.
"It's peach pudding!"
The little dumpling's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, but she restrained herself just as she reached out.
No, no, Pudding will be unhappy if her hands aren't washed yet.
She hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt, jumped off the chair, and ran to the bathroom.
When I returned, the flight attendants had already laid out strawberry milk, a nine-square grid of snacks in various flavors, and a fruit platter.
A wide variety of food and drinks are available, all waiting for the little dumpling to return and enjoy them.
Unexpectedly, Chaochao suddenly stopped in her tracks, hesitating and standing still, afraid that she had gone to the wrong table, but then she realized that they were the only table on the entire plane—
"Ah! So much delicious food!!! I missed you all so much!"
"And poop, Chaochao loves washing you too!"
Huo Qin suddenly recalled some clips from the live broadcast, and his indifferent thin lips asked a question that would make any ordinary person scratch their toes.
"The most handsome man in the world?"
Chaochao took a sip of juice: "It's Daddy who's doing this!"
"The most perfect person in the world?"
Chaochao scooped up a spoonful of pudding: "It's Daddy who made it!"
"The person you love most?"
"It's still Daddy who's here!"
The little dumpling, eating and drinking at the same time, answered fluently without the slightest hesitation.
Huo Qin: "Really?"
With her cheeks puffed out, Chaochao nodded: "Yes, that's what the magic mirror said, it's true!"
Even Chaochao's version of the Magic Mirror is still a Magic Mirror! No one knows it better than her!
She suddenly remembered that the magic mirror had said she was Tang Sanzang's flesh, the most delicious child in the world.
Chaochao put down her spoon, turned her head 45 degrees to look down at the white clouds outside the window, and sighed with an unusual maturity for her young age.
It has a sense of self-pity, like being guilty of possessing a treasure and blaming oneself for being too delicious.
Just as Huo Qin was about to ask what was wrong.
The next second, the little dumpling turned around, picked up the small plate, opened its mouth wide menacingly, turned its grief and anger into appetite, and swallowed half of the pudding in one bite.
She's made up her mind!
Before she gets eaten, she has to eat as much as she can!
Otherwise, we'd be at a loss!
The little dumpling's emotions were full and layered, but Huo Qin, who didn't understand, was speechless.
By the time they returned to Guyeting's villa, it was already afternoon.
As soon as she entered the house, Chaochao gave Aunt Ning, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, a warm hug. After touching her beloved little balloon as usual, she skipped and hopped to the small garden to visit the gray magpies in the trees.
Huihui, who had become a member of the Huo family, was elegantly pecking at the mealworms that Aunt Ning had prepared for it.
Although it has a strong ability to forage, it also finds it quite delicious to eat soft food delivered to its door.
The system strongly agrees with this.
That's right, that's right. They've practically offered her a free meal, so why wouldn't she take it?
While Grey was eating, Chaochao squatted beside it, talking animatedly about her travel experiences, including meeting a new friend, Whale, in the sea. Whale was so, so big that Grey could look for it if she went to play in the sea...
In contrast to Chaochao, who was running around the house, Huo Qin remained on the sofa in the living room the whole time, calmly processing documents. His expensive fountain pen was occasionally turned over and tapped lightly on the document book, making a short, dull sound.
It's like taking a picture every three minutes. Huo Qin's position remains the same, but Chao Chao will appear in any unexpected corner, behind the sofa, next to the potted plants, under the stairs, in the flower bushes... The system double-clicks to try to take a screenshot, and the little ball inside is just a blurry afterimage.
About half an hour later, Chaochao finally stopped wandering around aimlessly.
She sat on the rug beside the sofa with her two short legs spread apart, a neat and pretty array of seashells of various sizes laid out in front of her. "These are for Grandpa... this blue one is for Brother Jingcheng... this is for Brother Yuci... this one is so round, I'll give it to Brother Yushen... and these are for Lingling and Brother Shize..."
Chaochao grumbled as she distributed the local specialties from the seaside. Whenever she came across a particular one, she would hold it in her hand and examine it carefully for a while. After smacking her lips and saying a final goodbye, she would put it into the bag she was giving to her older brothers and sisters.
Of course, she kept all of her favorites for herself, except for one she gave to her dad.
She raised her hand, tapped on her smartwatch, wrote and drew what she wanted to say on a piece of white paper, took pictures, and sent them to her brothers.
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