I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

Many times I can hold back my tears without anyone to persuade me, but once someone cares about me, I can no longer hold back the pain and grievances in my heart.

Li Zi patted Xing Jurou's back time and time again. As the eldest sister in the family, she was quite proficient in these things and her techniques were very good.

Anjuro cried and fell asleep.

Li Zi gently carried the person to his room and put him aside gently. He opened the window and took out the quilt, spread it on the ground, picked the person up and covered him with the quilt.

Anshourou's eyes had a light blue color, and he probably hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.

"Go to sleep, everything will pass," she said in a very soft voice.

Except when Senjuro showed his face when he first came in, he has not appeared until now. Li Zi was a little worried and wandered around the Purgatory House, trying to find someone.

She didn't want to wake up the sleeping Purgatory Shinjuro and Anjuro, so she could only whisper Senjuro's name.

"I'm here." When he walked to the kitchen, Senjuro poked his head out. His mental state was much better than that of his father and brother, "Sister Lizi."

Lizi walked over and touched Qian Julang's head, looking into the ignorant red eyes, knowing that this child had not truly understood the meaning of death.

"what are you doing?"

Senjuro waved the spatula in his hand and replied very obediently, "Sobering soup," he raised his head and looked at Kuriyama Kuriko, "my brother made it yesterday."

"Why are you so sensible?" Li Zi murmured in a low voice, feeling a little mixed in his heart. He took Qian Juro's hand and entered the kitchen, then fell silent.

Senjuro has a heart, but sometimes it doesn't just have to be a heart.

What was in the pot was more of a dark dish than a hangover soup. Li Zi thought about it for a few seconds and said, "Qianjuro, have you washed the ingredients?"

Qian Juro washed it, but it was not clean at all. Children's washing is just to rub it in the water twice.

Chestnut took everything out, washed it again and cut it into small pieces. Pour away the hangover soup mixed with soil, scoop out water and make the hangover soup again, and teach Senjuro how to do it while making it.

Senjuro studied very seriously.

"Okay, just wait for ten minutes," Li Zi put the lid on the pot, "and then you can put out the fire. Senjuro is very powerful, he can actually light his own fire."

Li Zi fetched another basin of water and helped Qian Juro wash his face and hands.

"Did you eat tonight?" Purgatory Makijuro's state made Li Zi wonder whether the child had eaten dinner.

Qian Juro nodded, "Eat, someone will cook."

"Who is it?" Li Zi asked casually. , subconsciously thinking it was the neighbor next door.

Qian Julang frowned and looked like he was thinking hard. After a while, he said, "It's my lord...it's Auntie Ginzi..."

Lizi immediately caught the words 'Lord', her eyes flashed, and she realized that this should be the leader of the Demon Slayer Squad. She was slightly surprised, she didn't expect the leader of the Demon Slayer Squad to care about such a thing.

There is a subtle feeling.

She didn't feel ashamed at all to talk to a child, and she smiled more gently at the moment, "Is that lord the lord here?"

Senjuro shook his head.

Li Zi was a little disappointed. She thought she had a chance to meet the Lord of the Demon Slayer Squad, but it was not interesting. She was just a little curious. I want to see what my worst enemy is.

To be able to lead the Demon Slayer Squad, he must be a majestic, courageous, and very capable person.

She was also curious about how much the leader knew about Muzan Kibutsuji. She is very worried about the Fujita family's affairs, and some think it is caused by not understanding Kibutsuji Muzan enough.

If she could understand better, she would definitely do well.

"Has Senjuro seen that lord?" Li Zi asked in a curious tone.

Senjuro still shook his head.

Well, Li Zi is not very surprised. Senjuro is too young, so it is normal that he has not seen him before. I don’t know if Anjuro has seen him before. I can ask if I have the opportunity in the future.

Li Zi chatted with Qian Juro for a while, and then the smell of hangover soup came from the kitchen. She put out the fire, but still kept the charcoal that started the fire. It could warm the hangover soup and make it easier to use next time.

Qian Juro is too young, and she doesn't feel comfortable letting such a child get into trouble.

"Qianjuro, next time I make a fire, I'll ask my brother to join me." Li Zi was still worried, even though she wasn't much older than Qianjuro when she started learning to cook.

But now that she has grown up, she does not want such a young child to have to bear these things so early.

Qian Juro stared blankly at Li Zi filling a bowl of hangover soup. He didn't know what he was thinking. Li Zi nodded his forehead, and he had an expression as if he had just woken up from a dream. "Brother and father are both asleep. sleeping."

He whispered, his eyes blank and serious, "You can't call them, Senjuro is not asleep."

Li Zi was speechless. The two children of the Purgatory family were very sensible. She could only pray for Mr. Purgatory's speedy recovery. He touched Qian Julang's head and said softly, "Send it over."

The bowl was well wrapped in chestnuts to ensure that it would not burn Senjuro.

She stayed in the kitchen, tidying up the kitchen that was a little messy by Senjuro. She did not go over, but waited for a while before Senjuro came back with an empty bowl, and Lizi took the bowl.

There was no need for Li Zi to ask, Qian Juro had already answered, "Father is asleep again."

Li Zi nodded and washed the dishes. To be honest, she didn't even know why she came to Purgatory's house tonight. It seemed that she was here to witness some sad things.

"Qianjuro, I'm leaving. After I leave, you have to close the door," Li Zi led Qianjuro to the door, bent down and warned the child seriously.

There was reluctance in his red eyes, and Qian Shourou felt his nose was a little sore. He endured it, "Sister Lizi, are you coming back?" Before Lizi could answer, he asked again, "When will mother come back?"

"Why did my father say that my mother would never come back? Is it true?"

"Why, is Senjuro too naughty?"

"Is mother angry?"

Qian Juro opened his eyes wide and asked each question seriously, but Li Zi failed to answer immediately. Qian Juro's expression became disappointed, and he said, "I won't ask, Sister Lizi, don't be as sad as your father and brother."

Lizi closed the door, and the thin body inside was completely isolated.

After walking some distance, Lizi remembered that she had forgotten to tell Senjuro and asked him to help say goodbye to Anjuro, "What's going on? I feel like I'm running away..."

she said to herself.

"I seem a little..." I miss my family.

But Kuriyama Kuriko no longer has her family, so she had to return to Miyamoto's house, sit on the roof and admire the moon. Inside the house, Miyamoto and his wife occasionally heard conversations.

The somewhat unhappy boss is not here at the moment.

Chestnuts were lying on the roof, the moon was in the center, and stars filled the sky like diamonds on black velvet.

After finishing the matter and returning to Miyamoto's house, Tsuji Muzan looked up at the roof and frowned slightly. He fell next to Kuriyama Kuriko, "What are you doing here?"

There was a hint of questioning in his cold tone.

Li Zi stood up slowly and made a gesture to kneel down.

"Okay," Kibutsuji Muzai was not interested in seeing this kind of pretentiousness. He looked at Li Zi who was not very happy, and knew that this was another superfluous human emotion, and he immediately began to feel unhappy.

He doesn't like subordinates who have no emotions, nor does he like subordinates who have superfluous emotions.

"I missed Master Muzan a little, so I came here."

Onibutsuji Muzan's expression changed slightly.

Lizi began to report perfunctorily.

"Kuriyama Kuriko, do you think I need to hear such insignificant things?" Kibutsuji's expression was still not very happy. Fortunately, he had a beautiful appearance, and no matter what expression he had, people were willing to be somewhat tolerant.

"No need," Li Zi said nonchalantly, looking up at Kibutsuji Muzan, and then fell silent.

"What are you thinking?"

Oniwu Tsuji Mumei hates things beyond his control, because he directly asks his subordinates.

"Ah," Lizi said slowly, observing Wuhan's expression as he spoke, and guessing that the other party would not be angry, he said honestly, "I just think you are really good-looking, my lord."