According to the rules of the martial arts world, Zhao Rong usually feeds others dog food with a smile.
But I didn't expect that I would be fed dog food at my own home tonight, and it was my wife who gave it to me.
It is tolerable, but what is intolerable?
Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's big round eyes holding a bowl at the table, Zhao Rong nodded with satisfaction. Well, she must have been deeply aware of the seriousness of "sitting on a crooked butt".
He rubbed the "little fool" with cute hair in front of his eyes vigorously and blinked.
This is the little fox girl he worked so hard to raise, and he can't let her be easily abducted by others~ Ahem, Qingjun can't do it either, unless they stick together or overlap...
So Xiaoxiao, from now on you have to understand what you need to know at the right time and in the right place...
Thinking about this, Zhao Rong's hand that was touching the seeds on Su Xiaoxiao's head couldn't help but slowly moved to her cheeks and pinched her pink little face...
After a while, Zhao Rong coughed and retracted his thoughts under the curious gazes of Qingjun and Xiao Qian'er. Then he and the two girls sat around the dinner table and ate dinner together with the little fox demon.
Although he, Qingjun and Qian'er had already eaten before, while Qingjun and Qian'er were waiting for his confession.
But speaking of it, now that the four of them are sitting around a table, this should be the real first time that the Zhao family has reunited for dinner.
So although they were full, Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er all symbolically took a bowl and took a sip of rice.
Then he put down his bowls and chopsticks, and mainly ate with the little fox demon who was "from outsiders to insiders".
Now I am living in the wild bamboo forest.
The lights are not bright, and it is not as prosperous, magnificent and convenient as their residence in Duyou City.
However, this family dinner was simple but still satisfying and full of atmosphere.
In the house, the lonely candle on the lamp stand next to the table seemed to realize that although its life was short, it was the only 'living creature' in the house that witnessed the old Zhao family's reunion dinner. It stood high on the candlestick, held its head high,
The straight candle swayed slightly, spreading light, illuminating the family below.
Zhao Rong was in a daze for no reason.
before my eyes,
Qing Jun, who has narrow autumn eyes and is as gentle as water, supports his chin with a slender plain hand, watching quietly as Su Xiaoxiao immerses himself in eating rice.
Under the gaze of everyone, the little fox demon also had a huge appetite. Her little face was almost buried in the bowl as she ate, and her pink lips were covered with the oil of fish dishes.
Xiao Qian'er folded her hands and lay on the table on one side, supporting her delicate chin on the back of her hands. She was tilting her head and curiously looking at the new little fox demon who had just entered the door. When she saw Su Xiaoxiao's cute and funny look of "wolfing down the fox," she kept thinking
Covering her mouth and snickering, she smiled and went to serve some easy-to-swallow clear soup to this new sister who seemed a little reserved and polite...
Zhao Rong was in a daze, wasn't this the rare scene that he had longed for before?
I thought it was the most difficult step, but I didn't expect that it would come true on this ordinary night, in a bamboo hut in the wild at the foot of the mountain.
And it seems that he didn’t even send out the Riki Sword Pills that he had been working hard to prepare...
Beside the table, the man rested his chin on his palm and looked.
Suddenly, my chest was filled with two intertwined emotions.
There is sadness and joy.
Just like the delicious meals made by Qingjun tonight.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the white flowers on the temples of the two green plum ladies who were taking good care of the new little sisters to eat.
He only gave away two ordinary Jiutianhangong flowers that grew on the top of the mountain.
Except for the unexpected accident, this cannot be regarded as "throwing papaya", but he was "repayed with Qiong Yao".
Zhao Rong was silent.
At this time.
"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, don't let him scare you."
Seeing that she loves to eat so much, Qingjun said with both joy and sorrow.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh! It's delicious, it's delicious..." Su Xiaoxiao puffed out her cheeks, raised her head and nodded vigorously, not sure whether she heard it or not.
Qingjun shook his head helplessly, but he seemed to understand the little fox demon's kindness and simplicity of cherishing his family and herself.
So without further persuasion, Qingjun wiped the corners of her mouth carefully with a handkerchief wrapped around her fingertips several times. Then she saw that Su Xiaoxiao seemed to like the plate of roasted fish on the dinner table, so he gave her more.
She put a few chopsticks into the bowl and carefully picked out the thorns for her...
Zhao Rong also stretched out his chopsticks and touched the fish. Su Xiaoxiao quickly sipped the chopsticks, and then used the chopsticks stained with glistening saliva to "pick up the fish".
Zhao Rong smiled and knocked away the chopsticks that she wanted to "eat alone".
Then he picked up the fish meat with chopsticks and put it in her bowl. Then he turned to Qingjun Xiaoxiao and picked up some vegetables to eat silently.
Su Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes into crescent moons and buried her head in eating.
Qingjun and Qian'er smiled and stood beside him, holding bowls and eating the vegetables he brought.
Then he went to pick him some vegetables.
The longer the meal lasts, the more peaceful it becomes...
The night outside the window is like ink.
The candlelight flickering in the window was like the melody of some kind of ballad in Zhao Rong's dream.
that's all.
Four people at the table.
You use chopsticks, I use chopsticks.
Occasionally he raised his head and made eye contact.
They quickly moved away, but then they couldn't help but look back and turned their eyes again.
His eyes flickered, revealing the appearance of the other party.
Everything is beyond words.
…
Su Xiaoxiao, dressed in red, picked up her bookcase and left.
Returned to the Four Prefectures of Taiqing overnight.
This was the decision she announced after just finishing the meal, patting her slightly round belly and jumping off the stool.
Zhao Rong tried to persuade her for a few words, but when he saw her face was determined, he had no choice but to use the communication jade charm to notify Uncle Xiao Bai again.
The latter now doesn’t know where he is pretending to be a master by throwing wine bottles on a tree on a hillside with an official road next to him.
"It's so dark, let's stay the night. Come back to Duyou with me and you, Zhao Lang, tomorrow." Zhao Lingfei, who was clearing the dining table, wiped her hands on her gray cloth apron and spoke to Su Xiaoxiao by the window.
She and Qian'er were clearing the dining table. Su Xiaoxiao was originally ready to help, but the two girls laughed and pushed her aside to rest and play.
Su Xiaoxiao moved a chair, and now she was kneeling on it with a small book box on her back, her upper body lying on the windowsill, her head aligned with a lone potted plant on the windowsill.
He tilted his head and looked out the window at the dark and cold night and whispered:
"Sister Lingfei... I want to go back first..."
"Qian'er just got a quilt for you. I'll be with my sister tonight..."
Su Xiaoxiao, who had her back to Zhao Lingfei, couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, but quickly suppressed it.
"Sister..." She interrupted the former's persuasion with a weak voice.
"Xiao Xiao ran away for two days, so the sisters are probably worried... Well, although they don't wake me up every morning to let me oversleep and be late, they probably won't turn over my quilt in the morning to find that I'm not there... But Xiao Xiao can't do it anymore
It’s time to catch a fish. I still have work to do during the day tomorrow, so I have to go back early... and my grandma may have come back, and I have to go to greet her tomorrow morning... If I find that I am not there and there is no one under the quilt, I will definitely be worried.
"
Su Xiaoxiao lay her head on the window sill and explained a lot in detail.
Zhao Lingfei looked at her thin back and hesitated to speak.
"Sister, what kind of tree is in this potted plant?" Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned her head and looked at the potted plant next to her head with delicious-looking fruits, her eyes rolled up cutely.
Zhao Lingfei turned her head and looked at the wild persimmon tree in the pot. It was a small tree. The tree was originally twisted and ugly, but it had been pruned delicately and elegantly by the previous owner. There were also golden and round persimmons hanging on it.
"It seems to be wild persimmon, left by the previous resident of this house."
She explained, then stepped forward, stretched out her hand in front of the little fox demon's eyes, picked one off the potted plant, sniffed it, wiped it, and put it into the little fox demon's hand without any explanation.
"I...I don't want to eat it. Sister actually doesn't need to pick it, um..." Su Xiaoxiao explained in her mouth, but her little hand accepted it honestly.
His eyes turned into crescent moons when he smiled.
Zhao Lingfei didn't seem to hear, so she continued to pick, and said softly: "It's okay, we will leave some money here when we leave tomorrow. If the departing residents come back, it should be understandable... You can eat with confidence."
With that said, he carefully wiped another persimmon and handed it over.
The little fox demon quickly picked it up, and then reached out to stop Sister Lingfei who was about to continue picking it.
"No, sister, no, no, two pills are enough." She waved her hand and patted her belly, "Oh, I'm full, I'm full."
Only then did Zhao Lingfei take back her hand.
With her slender waist bent, she was about to stand up. At this time, the two women were very close to each other because one was lying on the window sill and the other was too tall to bend down to pick persimmons.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head and pecked Zhao Lingfei's beautiful bare face.
The place to be kissed.
Micro powder.
Zhao Lingfei was stunned for a moment.
The little fox demon blinked his eyes.
It looked a bit innocent, like it was careless.
Zhao Lingfei: "..."
Seeing that her sister's ears were a little red, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cover her mouth with her palms, "Hey hey."
"Um, what are you laughing at?"
Zhao Rong happened to be back at this time. He had just gone out to contact Uncle Xiaobai.
At this time, Zhao Rong just entered the house, with a slight cool autumn wind on his sleeves. He turned his head towards Qing Jun with a red face, covered his mouth and snickered.
He looked curious.
The little fox demon in red clothes who successfully stole the chicken carried a small book box on his back and jumped off the chair with an "excellent" jump.
He wiped his mouth boldly and said, "Sister Lingfei handed me a candy to tempt me. Well, I was so quick that I ate it in one bite~ without even blinking!"
Zhao Lingfei's face turned even redder.
Xiao Qian'er also suppressed her laughter and pouted, and in her heart she said "Little clever devil" for the young lady.
Only the "green" Zhao Rong was kept in the dark.
He was stunned when he heard this, "Sugar? Where did Ling Fei get the sugar? There is no shop in the middle of nowhere..." He was a little suspicious.
"If you don't believe me, well, then ask Sister Lingfei if she gave me candy to eat?" Su Xiaoxiao's face was serious.
Seeing Zhao Rong turn around and look at him with the blinking eyes of a little fox demon who had stolen a chicken, Zhao Lingfei felt her cheeks getting even hotter.
What kind of treasure has come into the house? It’s really troublesome to have such a naughty little girl...
But at this time, she was too embarrassed to explain clearly to her husband, so she had to cooperate with her naughty new sister and nodded gently.
Zhao Rong didn't know that the hat was more "green". If he knew, he would probably suppress Su Xiaoxiao tonight and not allow her to leave. A good "lesson", front and back, left and right, up and down.
Get off her...
"Well, it's amazing. You are worthy of being my little one." Zhao Rong smiled and praised casually, then changed the topic and warned:
"Xiaoxiao, it's Uncle Bai who will send you back to Taiqing Mansion. You can go back overnight, but I can only rest assured if he sends you there, otherwise you won't be allowed to go back... Others are here. They are waiting outside. They will be on the way later.
, remember to be sweeter and ask him to talk about 'Yong Yong', Uncle Bai will probably be happy for a long time... We are actually quite embarrassed to trouble him back and forth like this in the middle of the night..."
After listening carefully, the little fox demon nodded vigorously, jumped on the spot, then said goodbye to Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er, immediately rushed out the door, and ran out energetically.
Seeing the little girl's fierce back, Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei looked at each other and laughed helplessly.
"Qingjun, I'll see you off, but don't go out, it's cold outside."
When Zhao Lingfei heard this, she did not look back. Her pair of autumn eyes were still looking intently at the direction outside the door after the little fox demon's fiery red back disappeared. At this time, she nodded lightly and said, "Go quickly."
Zhao Rong patted his sleeves and went out to see him off.
The only ones left in the room were the woman with autumn eyes, who was standing quietly with her hands raised, watching, and the girl with peach blossom eyes who was packing the rice bowl.
The woman with autumn eyes stood there, seemingly distracted for a while while looking outside.
After a while, she murmured "persimmon", turned around, and looked at the potted plant with ripe persimmons...
…
Zhao Rong quickly caught up with Su Xiaoxiao after going out.
Because the little fox demon slowed down for some reason, as if waiting for him.
Zhao Rong stepped forward, took her chubby little hand, tightened it, and then walked forward together.
They came outside the courtyard gate, where a man holding a sword was standing on the top of a tree with a crooked neck not far away, with a bleak posture holding a sword and looking at the moon, facing them from the side...
Zhao Rong led Su Xiaoxiao and walked away.
Just walked a few steps.
halfway.
She suddenly stopped.
Turn around, stand on tiptoes, and look up at him with your little face.
"Close your eyes and open your mouth."
said the little fox demon in red clothes.
The man was stunned, thinking it was because she was reluctant to leave and wanted to eat "candy" before leaving.
He closed his eyes obediently, opened his mouth slightly and waited, prepared, but...
A sweet taste in your mouth.
nibble.
Soft and cool.
Sweeter.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and was startled. It turned out that he had eaten a small persimmon.
After being skinned by Su Xiaoxiao, it was put into his mouth.
In front of her, she was standing on tiptoes with her head raised and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
Su Xiaoxiao had two small persimmons on his body, so he decided to give him one.
Then she asked:
"Hmm, what does it smell like?"
"Sweet." The man nodded.
"Try it carefully again, what does it taste like?"
He thought about it carefully and nodded, "Sweet..."
"Try it carefully again."
After a while.
"...It's still sweet, um...does it have another taste?" He frowned and thought hard, and couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm... Not bad, if it's sweet... then that's right~"
Su Xiaoxiao clasped her little hands behind her back and nodded seriously like a young master, "Ripe persimmons are sweet."
Zhao Rong: "......???"
But before he could "calmly" pull her little ears, the little fox demon's murmur came again.
"But Zhao Lang and I need to know... before tonight, she had gone through many days of astringent and astringent taste before she finally became as sweet as tonight...
You... are not allowed to forget."
…
PS: I was taking exams a few days ago. It’s the last exam week in college. I’ve been busy. Xiaorong is about to graduate...
These days, when I calm down, I have a lot of insights, and I want to chat with everyone, but I don’t know where to start... Well, okay, it must be a literary illness.