A Glitch in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 1286: A cultured dog

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The first house is a thatched cottage, which is very simple but there are flowers in the yard; the second house is a modern building with air conditioning and TV, which is the best condition among the five houses; the third house has a dog Wagyu's family; the fourth room is the most dilapidated, even the windows are leaking, but the bedroom is very clean; the fifth room grows vegetables in the yard.

When it came time to draw lots, Little Sprite got the No. 3 family.

"Is No. 3 far from my house?" Xiao Guoguo asked her father.

Little Xuebi helped her carry the luggage all the way. She already regarded him as a good friend, and she was worried that she would not be able to play with Little Xuebi if she was too far away.

When Gao Yuanyue heard his daughter ask, he recalled the way he came here, and said: "Dad doesn't remember, let's take a look at the road when we go back. If you want to play with Brother Xuebi, Dad will take you there."

"Okay." Xiao Guoguo nodded.

"It's not far, you can walk straight from that road to my house." Little Xuebi said with a good memory.

"Then I want to play with you too." Baozi said.

"Okay, I'll ask my dad to make delicious food for you. My dad is a good cook." Little Sprite smiled and patted her chest.

"Then I'm going too." Nini raised her little hand excitedly.

On the first day, Little Sprite has already gained such a high popularity.

"One day we will all go to your house and have a meal." Li Zixian said.

The dads laughed.

Everyone drew lots and prepared to go home. Little Xuebi pushed her big 29-inch suitcase and followed Chu Qichen. Chu Qichen deliberately slowed down and waited for him, but even so, Little Xuebi still couldn't catch up with him.

"Dad..." Little Sprite shouted suddenly.

Chu Qichen stopped, and when he turned around, he saw that Xuebi was sweating profusely from pushing. He reached out to help Xiao Xuebi push the luggage, but Xiao Xuebi shook his head.

"I want to push myself for a while..." Xiao Xuebi reached out to wipe the sweat off her face, and said seriously.

Seeing his son so tired, Chu Qichen felt distressed, so he directly lifted his son on the suitcase and sat on it, pushing the two suitcases forward.

"Father..." Little Xuebi shook her legs, reached out to hug Chu Qichen's arm, and tilted her head to look at him.

"Just talk about it." Chu Qichen said.

"Mom said that if my friends come, the elders will cook delicious treats, just like grandma made delicious treats for Uncle Zhong and the others." Xiaoxuebi moved out of An Wen, trying to persuade Chu Qichen.

"so what?"

"So Dad has to make delicious food for Guoguo and them to eat." Xiao Xuebi concluded.

"I promise you, but you have to promise me one condition."

"good!"

Chu Qichen looked down at the expectant little Xuebi, and said, "Don't go to dangerous places, be obedient."

Little Xuebi thought for a while, and said: "I promise you, then... wish us a happy cooperation!"

He stretched out his little hand and looked at Chu Qichen seriously.

Chu Qichen stretched out his hand, big and small shook small hands, both of them had serious expressions on their faces.

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Little Sprite is also too precocious, and her vocabulary is so rich at this age.

They had to cook their own dinner, and the other fathers all showed embarrassment, but Chu Qichen, who was well-fed and well-dressed in everyone's eyes, behaved unexpectedly.

Originally thought that Chu Qichen was here to experience life, but now he realizes that these are nothing to him.

As soon as he shows his knife skills, he is known to be a person with superb cooking skills.

The dads are cooking, and the kids are in various situations.

Little Sprite went to the yard to make friends.

"What's your name?" Little Sprite curiously asked the little yellow milk dog in the yard.

The little milk dog was a little scared when he saw him, so he barked softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a good person, my name is Chu Heng. Chu of the overlord of Chu, the eternal Heng..."

"May I have your name?"

"Then I'll teach you how to write my name..."

Little Sprite picked up the little milk dog, grabbed its little paw and wrote on the ground with a stick.

The puppy was frightened and kept barking.

"Don't be afraid, look at how powerful you are, you can write my name, you are now the most educated dog in this village."

Puppy: "..."