The village chief’s family has a small yellow dog, very ta. Even when it sees strangers, it doesn’t bark fiercely, just a few barks to alert its owner.
Gu Yuan was about to go out to see who had arrived and help the village chief greet them.
Dao An instinctively walked in front of her, "President Gu, I’ll go take a look."
The village chief quickly walked ahead of Dao An, grabbed a tobacco pipe, "Young man, sit down and eat. I’ll go."
Dao An looked at Gu Yuan, and Gu Yuan sat back down, scooping a bowl of rice and placing it in front of Dao An, "All skills are useless when you co to the countryside. No need to be so restrained, just be at ease."
Dao An felt embarrassed.
It was mainly his first ti experiencing the local customs for real.
"That’s right, that’s right, Yanyan is right." Aunt Cai brought out chopsticks, placed a pair by Dao An’s bowl, lowered her head, looked at Dao An for a couple more tis, and laughed heartily, "Young man, you’re really handso."
Dao An: "..."
In the world of fa and fortune, it’s all flattery and accommodating. It had been a long ti since he was praised so straightforwardly. It was indeed embarrassing.
In the courtyard.
Chi Yu was holding a food box.
The small yellow dog barked at him a few tis and then quieted down, shaking its head and wandering around him a few tis, then sniffed near his pant leg, the bell around its neck jingling.
Chi Yu squatted down, placed the food box aside, and stared at the small yellow dog for a few seconds, then tentatively opened his palm and slowly extended it towards the dog.
As Chi Yu extended his hand, the small yellow head let out an excited whimper, its tail wagging fast enough to leave an afterimage.
The photographer beside captured this scene with a close-up shot, thinking to themselves how rare it was. From the mont Chi Yu joined the filming crew until now, they finally captured sothing beneficial to the show. Heaven knows how uncooperative Chi Yu had been all day! The director was almost at their wit’s end but didn’t dare say anything. Now this, a reward of chicken drumsticks would be in order.
The small yellow dog was very friendly. As soon as Chi Yu petted it, its ears imdiately fell.
Chi Yu: "Heh... local dog."
Photographer: "..."
Chi Yu was just attracted by the bell around the small yellow dog’s neck. It was a beautiful bell about the size of a thumb.
He took a look, noticing it was pure gold and not cheap.
"Who’s here?"
The village chief ca out and saw two people outside, one carrying a large cara, the other a young man known to have a not-so-good temper.
The village chief initially ca out with a smile, but upon seeing Chi Yu, the smile imdiately vanished.
"Oh, it’s you, young man. What do you want?"
Chi Yu saw the village chief approaching, stood up, and handed the food box to the village chief, speaking very succinctly, "These are dishes made by the farmhouse today at noon. I brought so for you to try."
Upon hearing this, the village chief’s smile returned.
Receiving the food box, the village chief chuckled and said, "That’s very polite of you. We’re just about to have lunch. Young man, have you eaten? If not, co in and join us. Yanyan is also eating here today. The more, the rrier."
"No, I’ve already eaten." Chi Yu politely declined.
He planned to go to the warehouse and didn’t intend to stay long.
When the village chief ntioned Yanyan was there, Chi Yu showed no expression, not even a flicker in his eyes, because just earlier at the farmhouse, Lin Xijiang ntioned she was here. The promotional team described her as a fairy, and Xiong Yao also said she was very gentle, had a good temper, and even made breakfast for everyone.
But in Chi Yu’s impression: fairies are silly, and the only reason they are kind is that they aren’t smart. As for breakfast, it wasn’t necessary.
The village chief remained enthusiastic, actively pulling Chi Yu, "Since you’re here, just join us for a al."
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