"Woof, woof, woof, that's more like it. You didn't lose Master Dog's face. You have to practice well. In two days, Master Dog will teach you how to do the squat.”
The big yellow dog stretched out its paw and patted the little firewood dog's head, encouraging it.
"Woof woof, thank you, boss!"
The little firewood dog said with a fawning expression.
The scene of Big Yellow educating the little wooddog stunned He Jiong, Huang Lei, and the others who were standing nearby.
"Teacher Huang, why do I feel like our family's divine house dog has become someone else's underling?”
He Jiong widened his eyes and said to Huang Lei, who was also dumbfounded.
"Not only is he a little brother, but he's also a loyal little brother. Look at how respectful Little H is to Big Yellow.”
Liu Xianhua whispered.
"Brother Yang Fan's big yellow dog is really powerful. Even Little H has to listen to it.”
Reba said happily.
Everyone recognized that the big yellow dog that had rushed into the mushroom house was Yang Fan's pet in the neighboring yard.
With the means and ability that Yang Fan had shown in the past two days, his big yellow dog was certainly not an ordinary one.
"Why do I feel like I've returned to my student days? Look at how Big Yellow is teaching Little H a lesson. Doesn't it look like the dean of a school reprimanding a student who has made a mistake?”
Zhao Xiaogu's eyes widened as he said adorably.
"Sigh, don't say that.”
He Jiong and the others agreed.
After checking the little dog's homework and reprimanding it, the big yellow dog raised its head and walked towards Reba.
"Woof woof woof, Sister Reba, Master asked me to bring you to see him.”
The big yellow dog trotted to Reba's feet, gently bit her trouser leg, and then barked at her.
"Big Yellow wants me to follow him? It must be that Brother Yang Fan has made medicinal porridge and asked me to go to his courtyard to get it.”
Reba understood the big yellow dog's meaning and immediately said to Zhao Xiaogu,"Little Gu, go back to your room and rest for a while. I'll go get the medicinal porridge for you.”
"Hey, Reba, wait. Wait first. Don't be anxious.”
Just as Reba was about to leave the courtyard with the big yellow dog, Huang Lei quickly stepped forward and stopped her.
"Teacher Huang, what's wrong?"
Reba asked Huang Lei in surprise.
She didn't understand why Huang Lei stopped her.
"Reba, Yang Fan worked hard to make medicinal porridge to treat Xiaogu's illness. Although we can't help, we can't trouble him with everything.”
Huang Lei said righteously,""We have lunch boxes at home. There's no need to always take them from others. Otherwise, we'll have to disturb them again after we're done eating.”
"Teacher Huang is right. Why don't we bring a lunch box from home?”
He Jiong nodded, agreeing with Huang Lei's point of view.
"That's right. Reba, wait a moment. I'll go to the kitchen to get the lunch box.”
Huang Lei told Reba and immediately turned into the Chinese Bolt, sprinting towards the kitchen like a rocket.
"I don't know why, but I feel that Teacher Huang is a little strange.”
Liu Xianhua looked at Teacher Huang's back and opened his mouth.
"I feel the same way!"
"I have the same feeling!"
"Yes, I also have a very strange and indescribable feeling. I don't know what Teacher Huang is up to.”
He Jiong and the others nodded.
Soon, they knew why they had this strange feeling.
They saw Huang Lei carrying a huge pressure cooker from the kitchen and walking towards them.
"After looking for a long time, I finally found this. Reba, take this pot to Yang Fan's place to fill it with medicinal porridge.”
Huang Lei said to Reba with a sly smile.
"Teacher Huang, is this the lunchbox you were talking about?”
Looking at the huge pressure cooker in front of her, Reba's eyes almost popped out as she stammered to Huang Lei.
"Teacher Huang, isn't this a little too much?”
Zhao Xiaogu didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Huang Lei's actions.
Such a big pot, if it was fully filled, it would be enough for her to eat for a week. Huang Lei took out this big pot, obviously wanting to cause trouble.
"Teacher Huang, you're too shameless.”
Liu Xianhua couldn't help but say what was in his heart.
"Teacher Huang, you've lost your moral integrity!”
The cameraman, who had been silent all this while, could not help but step forward to uphold justice.
"Hey, you unlucky child, how can you say that? I was just trying to let Little Gu eat a little more so that she can recover faster.”
The "shameless" Huang Lei loudly defended himself with a righteous look.
This time, everyone saw through Huang Lei's thoughts. This guy clearly wanted a share of the pie and wanted to eat Yang Fan's medicinal porridge.
Seeing Huang Lei's unafraid expression, He Jiong shook his head helplessly. This foodie really didn't care about his face for a delicious meal.
Huang Lei's expression did not change in the face of everyone's disdainful gazes. He was not shocked at all.
What was moral integrity? What was the use of that thing? Can it be eaten?
The thick-skinned can eat enough, but the thin-skinned can't!
This was the precious experience left behind by the ancestor. What face was there in front of delicious food?
For a mouthful of Yang Fan's medicinal porridge, Huang Lei was completely willing to go all out.
Don't force me to be shameless. When I'm shameless, even I'm afraid of myself.
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