Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 280 Are all the little cubs in the Central Plains so cute?
The man opened the kraft paper, took out a piece of clay inside, and felt it repeatedly.Xingxing no longer listened carefully. She couldn't understand it anyway, but she just knew that her eldest brother seemed to be selling mud.

By the time she finished the second roasted sweet potato, Song Jiyuan seemed to have signed something with someone.

Xingxing whimpered and stretched out his two fat arms from behind Song Jiyuan's shoulders.

The man opposite looked at the young man carefully wiping the cub's paws, and he felt inexplicably relieved about this business.

However, is this little cub from the Central Plains so cute?

He wanted to see more clearly, but apart from the two fat arms, he could only see a small figure rising to the sky.

"I will pick up the goods in half a month. If there is something fishy in this, you will know the consequences." The man put away the contract and said to Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan hummed and didn't look too attentive.Before the man opposite stood up, he saw that the young man had already started to pack things quickly.

"Do you have anything else?" When Song Jiyuan finished packing and was about to leave with the bamboo basket on his back, he saw the man still standing there. He raised his eyes and asked expressionlessly.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You seem to be in a hurry." The man said in confusion.

Song Jiyuan raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the sun. For the sake of completing a big business, he rarely said a few more words: "The circus is about to begin."

Man: "????" He was in such a hurry just to go to the circus after making trouble for a long time?

"Hehehehe(*^▽^*)" came a roaring laughter from the bamboo basket.

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There is a large circus in Xichuan City. There are circus performances every morning. Most of them are animals. There are monkeys jumping through fire rings, goats jumping and so on.

When Song Jiyuan paid the money and entered the circus, he saw that there were many people. He immediately took Xingxing out of the basket and felt relieved.However, the originally bustling circus was now noisy.

Song Jiyuan took a closer look and found that the most popular project of monkeys jumping through fire rings in the center of the venue was stalled. The reason for the stall was that several monkeys were on strike.

Several monkeys were squatting side by side, refusing to get in. Song Jiyuan saw that several people were already holding whips in their hands, but a few monkeys were stunned and did not move.

"They don't want to drill." Xingxing nestled in Song Jiyuan's arms. She looked at the monkeys sitting in rows in the distance and whispered to Song Jiyuan.

Song Jiyuan covered Xingxing's eyes, regretting bringing her here.I saw those people beating animals with whips just for fun.The little cub will always feel sad when he sees it.

Just as he was hugging Xingxing and turning around to leave, the crowd around him exclaimed at the same time.

Song Jiyuan turned around and saw that the monkeys that were still squatting aside were about to emerge from the flowers.And the whip followed by the monkey trainer did not fall on the monkey.

Everything happened very strangely.

"Brother, from now on... when I make money, I will buy all of this place." At such a young age, the little cub already has a big voice.

Song Jiyuan smiled, seeing that Xingxing wasn't very interested in this place. After they looked at each other for a while, he was ready to take Xingxing out for dinner.

As soon as they left, the monkeys who were still crawling through the fire circle instantly stopped moving and began to squat aside and pretend to be dead again.The Song brothers and sisters obviously didn't know about this.

Because Xingxing’s attention has been completely attracted by the sign of a restaurant in front of him: “Nothing is free of charge!!!”

She didn't know much about literacy. She didn't recognize the first string of words, but only the last three words: No money.

(End of this chapter)