Miss Tang

When the lunch was served, Miss Tang unconsciously put aside all doubts, looked into Xiao Rong's smiling and shy eyes, and asked, "You did all of this?"

Xiaorong nodded and said, "I don't know what Sister Tang likes to eat, so I just made a little bit of what I can."

The dishes filled two tables, most of them were mountain delicacies and wild game, and the cooking was not exquisite, but it was enough to show the intention.

Thinking back to the last time she was picky and refused to put down her chopsticks, Ms. Tang began to feel a little lucky, and it might not be bad to do it again.

This meal was [-]% full, Xiaorong was very happy, Xueyan also gave her a few more meaningful glances, and when she went to the guest room to rest, Miss Tang felt unable to sit down, so she had to rub her stomach and walk back and forth.I don't regret it either.

The guest room is a small courtyard in the garden, planted with plantains and phoenix trees, facing the stone boat in the lotus pond.

It is the end of summer, and the lotus leaves in the pond are still green, and there are still a few lotus flowers. Looking out of the window, it is a cool and peaceful picture.

Inside the room are ancient sandalwood-colored furniture and bamboo-green window screens and bed curtains. If there is still a little bit of summer heat outside, it will be gone here.

In the afternoon, Xiao Rong invited her to visit the garden.

This is a huge garden, with dozens of scenes separated by curved corridors and pavilions, each with its own beauty, and echoing each other.When people walk inside, they will fall into the beautiful scenery without knowing where they are.

"This is the garden made by my sister. Only she knows it best. Sometimes I have to go around it."

They turned around and went to the back, and walked past the same hosta flower three times in a row. Xiaorong felt a little embarrassed, picked a white flower casually, and lowered her head to smell it.

Miss Tang smiled and said: "The flowers here are really fragrant, let's rest here for a while! The sun will go down soon, and then we will follow, and we will always reach the west gate."

Xiaorong became happy again, and led her into the small pavilion among the flowers: "Sister Tang, come here to sit, the fragrance of flowers is the best here, and my sister tore down this pavilion seven times in order to find the best position!"

They sat in the pavilion built for the eighth time until sunset, then followed the sunset to the west gate, then went around to the south gate, and entered the main hall for dinner.

In the evening, Xiaorong sent Miss Tang back to her room.

The two walked outside the courtyard gate and saw a few fireflies flickering in the bamboo forest by the lotus pond, so they extinguished the lanterns and sat on the stone boat to watch.

The stars and the moon are dim tonight, but the little yellow-green light is actually getting brighter and brighter.

After sitting for a while, Xiao Rong suddenly jumped off the stone boat and threw herself into the bamboo forest, turning into a snow-white ball of hair.

The hairball fluttered a few times to disperse the fireflies, then ran back in a rustle, and lay down at Miss Tang's feet, looking up at her with round, watery eyes.

Miss Tang was startled at first—she had never seen her change like this last time, but almost immediately, she was attracted by this lovely creature, and stretched out her arms to hug her with a smile, gently stroking her soft belly and tips. pointy ears.

Xiaorong rubbed against her arm, and she held her for a while before jumping aside and turning into a human form, her bright eyes were both joyful and shy: "Sister Tang, do you remember that you rescued a cat 12 years ago?" White fox?"

Of course Miss Tang remembered.

12 years ago, on the morning when she moved away from this place, Ms. Tang sneaked away to the back mountain to release a pair of thrushes that had been raised for two years. When she walked back, she saw a trembling feather lying in the grass. group.She went over to look, and it turned out to be a white fox curled up in a ball, with a big pool of blood under its body, and one front paw was injured several times.

She couldn't bear it, so she untied the newly tied long hairband on her head, and carefully wrapped up the little guy's wound.

When Miss Tang was about to leave, the white fox looked up at her wearily, and she decided to take it with her for no reason.

However, she was young at that time and couldn't afford to hold a struggling fox, so she said to the fox, "You wait for me, I'll be here in a while."

But when she ran home, the luggage was being loaded into the car, her anxious mother couldn't help but push her into the car, and finally caught an old family member who only cared about moving things, and said perfunctorily: "My dear lady, don't think about it, the family raised You don’t even want birds, why are you talking about foxes! Sit down quickly, we’re leaving now!”

Ms. Tang didn't remember so much at first, but after Xiaorong told about the white fox last time, these memories buried somewhere gradually popped up. She even remembered the old family's impatient tone, and Xiaorong's shivering. Shaking.

Miss Tang failed to go to the back mountain again, and when she arrived at her new home a few days later, she had a new playmate, so she forgot about it.

But the fox never forgot, and waited for 12 years for her to return home.

This is the second time for Miss Tang to hear her talk about this old story, and she still can't help sighing.She simply thought that if she could meet a few more such miraculous events and become a kind person dedicated to saving lives and saving lives, it would be worth it even if she became a vegetarian from now on.

Seeing that she remembered a lot, Xiaorong jumped up and down with joy, and turned into a white fox to play with her intimately.

Ms. Tang had raised a cat before, and she was very comfortable playing with her, but she thought inadvertently when she was laughing: If her sister Xueyan turned into her original form, she would wrap around her knees and act coquettishly, I don't know what it would be like!

The next day, just like last time, Xiao Rong wanted to take her to swim in the lake.

On the west side of the valley there is a blue lake. There are several stone mountains beside the lake, hidden in a large dense forest.There are deer and deer in the forest, and pheasants and hares are even more common.

They set up bamboo rafts to catch fish in the lake, made nooses to catch wild animals, and then lit a fire by the lake, and Xueyan grilled fish and meat for them.

The fish and meat were grilled just right, served with condiments, and the aroma was tangy, which immediately dispelled Miss Tang's idea of ​​vegetarianism.

Miss Tang and Xiaorong couldn't stop eating until their mouths were full of greasiness. Xueyan looked at it funny, raised her eyebrows and reproached: "You eat like this, be careful of food accumulation!" The indulgent and helpless look was very vivid, and the desertedness was nowhere to be found .

But she quickly recovered her indifferent expression, and turned her face to look at the calm lake in a daze.

Miss Tang looked at her side face, feeling rather pity.

In the end, there were two chickens and one rabbit tied to one side. Miss Tang and Xiaorong couldn't eat any more, and Xueyan refused to cook any more. It was finally a good meal.

Miss Tang led Xiao Rong for a walk around the lake to digest food, watching the trees reflected in the clear water, and listening to the birds chirping in peace and joy, her stomach was full and her heart was very satisfied.

The lake is not too small, and it was more than half an hour after they finished walking around, Xueyan had already cleaned up the mess, and a few light rains fell from the sky at this time.

Xueyan said: "I think it's going to rain heavily, let's go back as soon as possible."

Xiaorong was reluctant to give up, and argued: "Maybe I won't get off in a while."

Xueyan turned to Miss Tang: "What does Miss Tang think?"

Miss Tang didn't need to look, she chuckled dryly, "Go back, I think the rain will not only rain heavily, but also last until very late."

Hearing this, Xueyan glanced at her dissatisfied, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

Miss Tang smiled and ignored, looked at the rest of the wild animals, and said to Xiao Rong: "I'll make chicken soup tonight, and now it's just in time to go back, my stew is pretty good!"

Xiaorong's eyes lit up, and the depression disturbed by the weather disappeared without a trace, but quickly returned.She struggled and said: "But, it can't be done, we cook chicken at home, Xiaolu will be sad when he sees it."

Miss Tang thought of the girl in green, and remembered that there was no chicken on the two tables yesterday, and was about to make amends, Xueyan had put two pheasants, and holding the hare by the hare, she said: "The stewed rabbit is the same."

Facts have proved that there is still some difference between stewed rabbit and stewed chicken soup. Ms. Tang has never stewed rabbit before. I don’t know where it was not done properly. The wild rabbit soup served on the table has an earthy smell, and the meat is not good. eat.

Ms. Tang was quite dissatisfied, seeing that Xiaorong was very appreciative and wanted more after eating a bowl, she hurriedly stopped her, took the whole bowl away, and only said to do it again next time.

From serving to serving this cup of soup, Xueyan didn't have the slightest sense of having a bad idea, not only didn't touch a spoonful, but also watched with a smile that was not a smile.

Miss Tang was even more ashamed and stared at her angrily, causing her to raise her eyebrows and give her a provocative expression of "what can I do with you".

Seeing her radiant look, Miss Tang really couldn't do anything, she just blushed and gritted her teeth.

It was raining heavily at night, and the rain fell on the roof to make people's hearts noisy.

Miss Tang didn't want to sleep, so relying on the protection of the wide eaves, she pushed open the two windows facing the lotus pond.

The lotus leaf was beaten to the east and west, and reflected in the fine rain curtain, it turned into an undulating and swaying shadow.A few flowers were hidden somewhere.

Since leaving home 12 years ago, after many twists and turns, both parents died, Ms. Tang took over the family business and continued to run around. There is not much time for her to watch the rain by the window, and the mood is even less.

These repeated three days were like a dream created by the fox demon's illusion. She still felt that it was unreal, but she had no worries and expectations.

Miss Tang was looking out the window in a daze, when a person slowly walked out of the bamboo forest opposite the lotus pond.

The man was holding a white umbrella, and the white bend seemed to be able to faint under the night rain.

Her figure was hidden in the night and the white umbrella, showing only a vague outline.

Miss Tang knew who it was.

She seemed to be floating in the rain, walking very lightly and slowly.

When he got to the water's edge, he stopped and didn't move for a long time.

Miss Tang looked at her quietly until she felt something, raised her white umbrella, and looked back.

She is on the opposite side of the heavy rain pond, and she is between the window of the plantain sycamore, the two can't see each other clearly, but there seems to be a little bit of a connection.

Later, a bird that might have woken up from a dream twitched twice, disturbing the peace of looking at each other.

Miss Tang really wanted to call her into the room, say something, or say nothing, just stay together for a while.

But she turned around, propped up her white umbrella, and disappeared in the swaying bamboo shadows.