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

Chapter 503 Cub Skiing
After finishing the meal, Xingxing began to feel sleepy and lacked energy. When Song Weiguo walked out, he saw Xingxing squatting in the yard, looking very funny.

"Wake up, daddy will take you out to play." Song Weiguo shouted to Xingxing, "Daddy will take you up the mountain to play in the snow!"

As he spoke, Song Weiguo was still rummaging around to see if there were any suitable gadgets.

Hearing Song Weiguo say that he wanted to take her out to play, Xingxing still couldn't cheer up. She pinched her belly and asked Song Weiguo with a puzzled look on her face: "Daddy, I am a very fat little cub. Will it not look good when I grow up? I don’t want to eat half full!”

For young children, the most important thing every day, apart from playing, is eating. It would be really sad if they have to be hindered from eating.

"Grandma is kidding you. Hurry up and wear thicker clothes when you go back. There is a lot of snow on the mountain. Dad will take you to play." Song Weiguo stood there tolerantly and encouraged the little cub, without giving the little cub any trouble. Little pressure on the cubs.

Xingxing saw that Song Weiguo had been waiting, so he could only turn around to find thicker clothes to wear.

"Cheng Qian, you guys are coming too. Old man, since your legs and feet are inconvenient, you'd better bake sweet potatoes at home." Seeing that Mr. Sheng was also eager to try, Song Weiguo didn't dare to take the risk, so he told Mr. Sheng to stay at home.

Song Zhao, on the other hand, followed him carrying his own medicine box and said politely: "I will follow too, what if any of you are injured?"

Song Weiguo glanced at him and saw that he persisted, so he walked out quickly without saying anything more.

Soon, Song Weiguo took the three children and Song Zhao to the mountainside together.

There was no name here originally, but Song Weiguo named this hillside Wolongpo. At this time, Wolongpo was just a thick pile of snow, winding down from a very high hillside.

"Dad, how do you want to play?" Xingxing hugged a small wooden board and ran to Song Weiguo's side excitedly. He raised his little head and asked expectantly.

Song Weiguo didn't explain much, put the little cub on the wooden board, and then warned: "Catch it!"

Then he put the little cub down.

The hillside echoed with the shouts of waking up and wailing for a long time.

When Xuan Xuan saw this, he didn't need Song Weiguo's help and slipped down by himself.

Song Weiguo looked at the last child——Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian is naturally no exception.

Unexpectedly, you can even ski here.

"Weiguo, you can play by yourself. I'll go down first." Song Zhao also took advantage of Song Weiguo's distracted state and continued playing by himself.

Seeing that the adults and children were having a great time, Song Weiguo whistled, and soon the little pony ran out.

Song Weiguo hung a simple wooden cart on the colt, and then the colt pulled a few children to play in the snow. Moreover, the snow was gradually getting tighter.

When Song Jichen arrived, he saw Song Weiguo standing on the hillside with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, didn't you buy the top of the mountain here? The snow won't melt for many days now. You can invite people to come and play. If you come to play, you have to pay." The little calculation in Song Jichen's heart has begun to crackle. He stood up and said, "At that time, Wolongpo alone will be able to earn a lot of money."

Apart from anything else, the curvature of this hillside is so perfect.

　I have a bad stomach…………

　　
　
(End of this chapter)