Cheng Lu could never let Little Taotie wash the dishes, hurriedly intervened, "You're too young, and the dishes are dangerous. What if you break them and cut your hands! Don't move, I'll do it!"
"Don't move. You've worked hard cooking, let me do it!"
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
The two actually started arguing over washing the dishes. King of Film Xu held his forehead, scooped up Little Taotie in his arms.
Feeling her feet lifted off the ground, Little Taotie's baby voice hurriedly said, "Put me down, I want to wash the dishes!"
King of Film Xu carried the child out and put her on the couch, then turned back to the kitchen.
Little Taotie ran after him, but King of Film Xu quickly closed the kitchen door.
Little Taotie knocked on the door from outside, "Open the door, let me wash the dishes!"
No one answered her.
Little Taotie was extremely dejected and slumped back to the couch with her head hanging low.