"It shouldn't be! When I saw these dogs a few days ago, they were simply crazy and had too much energy. Are you tired of playing?"
After Old Huang finished speaking, he was still a little worried."Little Zhang, come and take a look."
Xiao Zhang was the veterinarian hired by the production team specifically for these precious animals. He was worried that something would happen to these animals.
"He should be fine. He looks like he was frightened.”Xiao Zhang said after checking it carefully.
"It should be the smell on Xiao Qing and Peng Peng. They both came into contact with that big tiger yesterday.”He Jiong suddenly thought of this. It had been so long, but he still felt his scalp go numb.
"Yes, that might be the reason. You'll get used to it." Xiao Zhang nodded.
"It's good that you're fine." Only then did Old Yellow relax.
"Teacher Huang, Teacher He, these four dogs don't have names yet, right? Why don't I give you a super down-to-earth name? How about plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum?”Cheng Yuqi asked excitedly.
"Tsk, what kind of down-to-earth atmosphere is that? Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum were all girls 'names, alright? It's not even as good as Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter." Peng Peng said in disdain.
"Brother, you won't be able to find a girlfriend like this!”Zhang Zifeng reminded him honestly.
"Today, our Little Qing is a guest. We should let Little Qing name her!”
He Jiong picked up Qin Qing, who was playing with the two dogs, and asked dotingly,""Little Qing, don't you think these puppies are cute?”
"Cute." Qin Qing nodded and reached out his fair and tender hand to grab the four puppies in the kennel.
"Then let's give them a name, shall we? One word for each dog, a total of four words. It had to be especially down-to-earth. For example, Sister Qiqi said plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, and Brother Peng Peng said spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Little Qing, baby, can you think of four similar words?”
He Jiong was afraid that Qin Qing didn't understand, so he explained in detail.
"Emmm, are pots and pans okay?”
After Qin Qing thought about it seriously, he thought of a phrase that Grandpa Huang often said.
What was life?
Life was just pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
"Puchi!"
"Hahahaha, is this name okay?”
The people around them could not help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at? How down-to-earth! Xiao Qing is too smart. These puppies are called pots and pans. Everyone clap!”
After He Jiong finished speaking, he took the lead and clapped.
At the same time, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room exploded.
The screen was filled with 666.
"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, this episode of our program has officially begun. Then let's talk about the rules for this episode.”
When the few of them were almost done, Old Huang spoke.
"Alright, let's have a good chat.”
Huang Lei looked at Old Yellow with a sharp gaze and sat down in the awning.
"Teacher Huang, here!"
Peng Peng consciously ran into the house and took out a few clean slippers.
"What's the rush? I believe Old Yellow won't trick us.”
Although Huang Lei said that, he was holding a slipper in his hand.
Old Huang looked at Huang Lei and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Well, our program team's funds are tight.”
"However, because of Xiao Qing's arrival, we are prepared to make an exception and give you a chance to earn money easily!”
The strong desire to live made Old Yellow change his original words at the last minute.
"Oh? An easy opportunity to earn money? Old Huang, why don't I believe you?”Huang Lei was used to the program team's routine, so he was naturally skeptical of Old Huang's words.
"Hehehe, we are a program group with principles. What I say naturally counts!"
"Doesn't Teacher Huang like to throw slippers? Today, we'll play a game of throwing slippers. Of course, Xiao Qing was the guest, so Xiao Qing had to throw the slippers away!”
After Old Huang finished speaking, he took out a few bills from his pocket. There were bills of each face value, and he placed one at a distance of one meter.
"Here are 100 yuan, 50 yuan, 20 yuan, 10 yuan, 5 yuan, and 1 yuan each!”
"Xiao Qing wants to stand in the pergola and throw the slippers! Whichever note the slipper presses, it will be yours. I will give you six chances to get six notes.”
"The rules are very simple. Other than Little Qing, no one can help. How is it?”
Old Yellow smiled proudly.
Their eyes fell on the cash scattered in the courtyard.
The closest one to the pergola was One Yuan, which was about two meters away.
The hundred-yuan bill that was furthest away from the awning was about five meters away.
If it was an adult, he would be able to hit two or three times out of six if he was lucky.
The problem was, how old was Little Qing?
A four-year-old kid can't even see the 50 and 100 bills in front of the pergola clearly. You want him to throw them away?
This was truly all based on luck!
"Fine, let's not play this game anymore. I have a bad temper!”
Huang Lei picked up the slippers and threw them at Old Huang.
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