The fairy is fierce

There was only a little smoke from the kitchen in the small courtyard with a fence, and the little bird dumpling stood on the windowsill, looking up at the rainbow above the waterfall.

Tang Jingxuan was sitting in the small kitchen where the stove had just been started. He was holding a spoon and putting the freshly cooked meat porridge in a food box, his brows looking slightly lost in thought.

The trance did not come from last night's dream-like scene, but from thinking about the fire the night before yesterday.

Tang Jingxun looks cheerful and enthusiastic on the outside, but she is not as optimistic in her heart. On the contrary, Tang Jingxun is more sentimental than ordinary women, but she lives alone all year round, and has no one to talk to about her inner emotions. She can only smile when seeing people, and hide them deeply.

After suddenly experiencing a big change, Tang Jingxuan's inner turmoil finally calmed down completely today, and he gradually recalled the scene the night before yesterday.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the house full of flames. She didn't know how she got out of the house, or when she hid in the corner of the yard, sobbing silently in the pouring rain.

She has been alone since she was a child, with no relatives around her, and a group of hungry wolves who are greedy for her family fortune. She has no one in the world to rely on.

She was very scared at the time, and she kept thinking about her mother, father, grandpa, and grandma, all her relatives who had already left her. But no matter how scared she was at the time, it was impossible for these people to come back, carry her to a safe area, comfort her softly, and say, "Jingxuan, don't be afraid, it's okay."

Tang Jingxun thought about it now. If nothing had happened at that time, she would have huddled in the corner alone until dawn, the fire was out, and the rain stopped. The yard has started to be tidied up. The only one who can complain is God, and the only one who can talk is God.

It was unforgettable loneliness.

Tang Jingxun used to run a small restaurant by himself, relying on his breath and not feeling that there was anything wrong with living alone. But when something big happened, I realized that I was really pitiful. She was the only one in the whole world, and no one cared about her. Maybe, when the Chen family learned about her accident, they would be overjoyed and happily take over her life. Family wealth, but this is even more unacceptable than that no one cares about her, and she will die in peace.

Fortunately, not everyone in the world remembers her.

Tang Jingxun didn't understand why Zuo Lingquan, who was dozens of miles away, was the first one to run up to her at that time.

But the sound of "Sister Tang" hit her ears, and she would never forget the feeling at that time in her life.

It was like a person walking in a dark and lightless fog, unable to see the sky above or the earth below. He didn't know where he came from or where he was going. When he was in despair, a light suddenly lit up in front of him. Behind it is the most beautiful peach garden in the world. ,-*' ^ '~*-.,_,.-*~ ~*-.,_,.-*~' ^ '*-,

Tang Jingxun has lost too much. Since his parents passed away, it may be the first time in so many years that he has experienced this feeling again. It is the feeling of being protected by his parents, or the feeling of home.

Tang Jingxun couldn't figure out why it was Zuo Lingquan who made her feel this feeling, but that was no longer important; what was important was that she didn't want to lose this feeling again, not again in her life.

However, she was older than Zuo Lingquan and obviously could not recognize Zuo Lingquan as her father.

Anyway, Zuo Lingquan calls her sister, so it should be okay for her to treat Zuo Lingquan as her younger brother...

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While thinking wildly, the porridge bowl in the food box was full.

Tang Jingxuan pinched her earlobes with her hands, then closed the lid of the food box and walked to Zuo Lingquan's small courtyard next to Hantan.

The small courtyard where the two lived was not far away. Tang Jingxuan's thoughts were a little wandering. He turned through the bamboo forest and looked up at the courtyard, only to see Wu Qingwan walking towards him from the path.

Wu Qingwan is wearing an extremely slim-fitting cloud-white dress, and her hair is simply tied up with a wooden hairpin. She looks a little messy, but she has an outstanding temperament. Such a simple dress does not affect her gorgeous appearance; she is gentle and moist. Her cheeks looked even more attractive than what she saw yesterday, especially the bulging skirt of her clothes, which trembled slightly as she walked. At first glance, she looked like a fairy in white with extraordinary figure suddenly appeared from the bamboo forest.

Tang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, looked down at his own attire, and after making sure he was not defeated by the opponent, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was not familiar with Wu Qingwan and wanted to avoid it for the time being, but the forest path was not wide and avoiding him directly would make the other person worry, so she stopped and prepared to say hello.

However, Wu Qingwan seemed to be a little distracted. She put her hands on her waist, tangled her fingers together, walked with her head down, and didn't notice her at all.

"Sister Wu?"

"Um?"

Wu Qingwan's shoulders trembled obviously, but she had always been calm and demure, so she didn't show much abnormality. A smile appeared on her face, and she walked forward slowly and said:

"Sister Jingxun, wake up."

Tang Jingxuan held the food box on his shoulder and said with a smile:

"Yeah. Sister Wu got up really early."

"I am a practitioner. I was a bit bored last night during my practice. I took advantage of the nice weather in the morning and went out for a walk. This bird is so beautiful."

"Ji~!"

"Picked up on the side of the road, they can't do anything but eat."

"grumble?"

"Well... I have to go up there, just..."

"Okay, then Sister Wu, walk slowly."

"good."

After a few awkward conversations, the two women passed each other.

Tang Jingxun felt that Wu Qingwan was a little weird, but she didn't know Tang Jingxun, so naturally she didn't care so much.

Carrying the food box, I came to the small courtyard next to the waterfall. The door of the courtyard was open, and I could see Zuo Lingquan, dressed in black, packing tables and chairs inside.

Tang Jingxuan walked into the small courtyard with a food box and said:

"Xiao Zuo?"

Zuo Lingquan was tidying up the sheets. He rolled them up when he heard the sound. He turned around and looked a little surprised:

"Sister Tang, why are you here?"

"I had nothing to do this morning, so I made some porridge. I couldn't finish it by myself, so I brought it to you."

Tang Jingyan entered the room and put down the food box in her hand. She was about to ask Zuo Lingquan to come over and taste it, but she sniffed, frowned, and looked out the window a few times:

"Xiao Zuo, do you have heather here? The taste...hmm..."

Zuo Lingquan With a strange expression, he hurriedly opened the window for ventilation and said with a smile:

"The yard is a bit old. It smells a bit when it rains. I'm going to clean it. Sister Tang, why don't you wait outside?"

Tang Jingxun just felt that the smell was strange, not unpleasant. She smiled and said:

"It's nothing. It smells good. You should eat first. The porridge just out of the pot will not taste good when it gets cold."

Zuo Lingquan naturally would not refuse Tang Jingxun's kindness. He opened the windows and doors, sat down at the table, and opened the lunch box.

In addition to the white porridge, there was also a dish of stir-fried meat in the lunch box. It was delicious and tasty. Even if he was not hungry, he would be hungry just by looking at it. Tuanzi also jumped on the table, opened his beak and cried for food.

"Go away."

Tang Jingxun glared at Tuanzi, held it over and sat down opposite the small table. She had a lot of things to say in her heart, but when she saw Zuo Lingquan eating the food she made seriously, she felt that there was no need to say those things in her heart. She thought for a while and talked about something else:

"Xiao Zuo, what is your practice like?"

Zuo Lingquan paused while drinking porridge... He pressed Aunt Wu's knees on his shoulders and kissed her...

"Well... It's just meditation. After entering into a state of concentration, you absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refine it according to the method. It should be similar to Sister Tang, right?"

Tang Jingxun rubbed Tuanzi's little head and looked at the ground with some doubts:

"I feel weird when I practice, just like dreaming. I used to feel that it was snowing around me. Yesterday, I saw a bright spot under the ground, flashing, and then it disappeared... I don't know if I fell asleep and dreamed while practicing, so I came to ask you."

Zuo Lingquan definitely didn't have the same feeling. He thought about it:

"Maybe it's because I'm just refining qi and I'm not used to it. It's easy to lose focus. It will be fine when I become proficient in it."

Tang Jingxun thought so too. After all, she had only practiced for a few days.

After chatting casually for a few words, Tang Jingxun saw the rolled-up sheets on the bed, and she got up and walked over to the bed, picked it up, and walked out of the house.

Zuo Lingquan saw this and quickly put down his chopsticks:

"Sister Tang, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, I'll wash it for you."

"No, no, I can do it myself, this..."

"You are a man, why do you wash clothes? You call me sister, but I am my brother. If I can't even help with this little bit, what kind of sister am I? I'm embarrassed to live here."

Tang Jingxun held the sheets, picked up a wooden basin from the wall, and walked towards the stream under the waterfall.

Zuo Lingquan had been busy with Aunt Wu's bedsheets all night, so he had no nerve to ask Tang Jingxun to wash the bedsheets. He drank the hot porridge in one gulp and ran out to fight for it:

"No need, Sister Tang is too polite, I'll do it myself..."

"Let go of your hands!"

Tang Jingxun had a bad temper and treated Zuo Lingquan as a little brother, so she was not polite. When she saw Zuo Lingquan snatching clothes, she raised her hand and patted Zuo Lingquan on the wrist:

"As a man, you are fighting with a woman to wash clothes. How can you be a nobleman? When you become the princess's husband in the future, you will be laughed at by the maids..."

The courtyard was just below the waterfall. After Tang Jingxun said a few words, she came to the stream, sat down next to the stone where the sisters usually washed clothes, and started to wash them quickly.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't snatch it, so he had to sit down next to him and help, talking about some trivial things...——

The stone terrace just above the waterfall was facing the morning sun.

Wu Qingwan took a wooden bucket and collected water from the waterfall. She looked down and saw Tang Jingyan washing the sheets by the stream. Her cheeks also blushed, but she was more annoyed.

This stinky boy actually ordered others to wash the sheets. How could he be so thick-skinned? Wu Qingwan glanced at him, fearing that she would be discovered, so she retracted her gaze and returned to the house with clean water.

Wu Qingwan's cultivation of the twelfth level of Qi Refining had long been able to avoid the entry of dust into her body, and she could not eat grains. Even if she did not wash for half a month, there would not be any dust on her body.

But it was obviously not possible today. Wu Qingwan felt that her whole body was full of Zuo Lingquan's smell. If she did not wash it once, she would not dare to go out and see people.

Wu Qingwan was a novice after all, and she had all kinds of emotions in her heart, but she was not a teenage girl. She was mature and suppressed these emotions very well. She just washed her arms and legs seriously.

At this time, Wu Qingwan was alone, and her eyes were a little complicated. She did not dare to recall the details of last night, but she still remembered it roughly, and always felt that she had seen the wrong person.

Lingquan used to be such a gentle and easy-going kid, how could he suddenly become like that...

He is like an old pervert, with one trick after another...

Did I make a mistake before, or are all men like this...

Wu Qingwan has never seen other men's appearance when they are "cultivating", and she is not sure if she has too little experience. Now she has already boarded the pirate ship, and it is too late to regret. She can only bear the bitter fruit silently with a little resentment.

After a long time of busy work, Wu Qingwan finally washed herself clean. Just as she poured out the water, she saw a beautiful girl in a red dress sneaking towards her on the path between the bamboo forest.

Jiang Yi? !

Wu Qingwan's face turned pale, but she returned to normal immediately. She walked to the edge of the stone terrace and said like a dignified and elegant elder:

"Jiang Yi."