Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 83 You Are My Brother

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 was not caused by the dream-like scene last night, but by thinking about the fire the night before.

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. She lives alone all year round and has no one to talk to her 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.

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 world, and no one cared about it. Maybe, after the Chen family learned about her accident, they would be overjoyed and take over happily. Her family property - 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 - 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 is older than Zuo Lingquan and obviously cannot recognize Zuo Lingquan as her father.

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

…

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

Tang Jingxuan pinched her earlobe with her hands, then closed 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, it looked like a fairy in white suddenly appeared from the bamboo forest with an extraordinary figure.

Tang Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, looked down at his own attire, and after making sure that he was not defeated by the opponent, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was not familiar with Wu Qingwan, so she wanted to avoid him 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:

"Yes. Sister Wu got up really early."

"I am a practitioner. I was a little 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 bit weird, but she didn't know Wu Qingwan, 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. Hearing the sound, he rolled up the sheets and turned around slightly surprised:

"Sister Tang, why are you here?"

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

Tang Jingxun entered the room and put down the food box in her hand. She was about to ask Zuo Lingquan to come over and have a taste, but she sniffed, suddenly frowned slightly, and glanced out the window:

"Xiao Zuo, can't you plant heather here? The taste... um..."

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

"The yard has been old for a while, and it smells a little when it rains. I'm about to clean it up. Why don't Sister Tang wait outside?"

Tang Jingxun just thought the smell was strange, not bad, she said with a smile:

"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."

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan would not decline Tang Jingxun's kindness, opened the windows and doors, sat down at the table, and opened the food box.

In the food box, apart from porridge, there was also a plate of fried pork, which was delicious in color and flavor, and even if he wasn't hungry, watching it whetted his appetite. Tuanzi also jumped on the table, opened its beak and waited for food.

"Go aside."

Tang Jingxuan glared at the dumpling, took it over to hold, and sat down across from the small table. She had a lot to say in her heart, but seeing Zuo Lingquan eating the food she cooked seriously, she felt that there was no need to say those things in her heart. . She thought about it and talked about something else:

"Little Zuo, what's your cultivation like?"

Zuo Lingquan paused when he drank the porridge—what did he look like...Pressing Aunt Wu's knees on her shoulders and kissing...

"Hmm...it's just meditation. After entering meditation, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and refine it according to the method of judging. It should be similar to Sister Tang, right?"

Tang Jingxun rubbed the little head of the dumpling, and looked at the ground with some doubts:

"When I started practicing, I felt strange. It was like a dream. I used to feel that the surroundings were like snow. Yesterday, I saw a bright spot under the ground. It flickered and then disappeared... I also I don’t know if I fell asleep and dreamed while practicing, so I came here to ask you.”

Zuo Lingquan definitely didn't feel the same way, he thought about it:

"Maybe it's Qi Refining just now, I'm not used to it yet, and my mind tends to be distracted. It will be fine when I become proficient in the future."

Tang Jingxun felt the same way, after all, she had only practiced for a few days.

After chatting casually, Tang Jingxuan saw the sheets rolled up on the bed. His heart moved, he got up and walked over to him, picked him up and walked out of the house.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan quickly put down his chopsticks:

"Sister Tang, what are you doing?"

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

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

"Why do you wash clothes in a man's house? If you call me sister, you are my brother. If I can't even help you with this, why should I be a sister? I'm too embarrassed to live here."

Tang Jingxun hugged the quilt, picked up a wooden basin from the wall, and walked towards the creek under the waterfall.

Zuo Lingquan worked hard on the sheets all night long for Aunt Wu. He had the nerve to let Tang Jingxuan come over to wash the sheets. He gulped down the boiling white porridge in one gulp and ran out to grab it:

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

"Put your hands away!"

Tang Jingxun has quite a temper, and she treats Zuo Lingquan as her little brother, so how could she be polite. Seeing Zuo Lingquan robbing her, she raised her hand and patted Zuo Lingquan's wrist:

"A man's family competes with a woman's family to wash clothes. How did you become a noble son? When you become the princess's consort in the future, you have to be laughed at by the maid..."

The small courtyard was right under the waterfall. Tang Jingxuan arrived at the creek in a few words, sat down next to the stone where the sisters usually washed their clothes, and quickly started washing.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't grab it, so he had to sit next to him and help each other, talking about some trivial things...

——

The stone flat above the waterfall just faces the rising sun.

Wu Qingwan was holding a wooden bucket and was collecting water by the waterfall. When she looked down and saw Tang Jingxun who was washing sheets by the stream, her cheeks were also flushed, but she was more annoyed.

Why is this brat so thick-skinned even ordering others to wash him? After Wu Qingwan glanced at it, afraid of being discovered, she looked away and returned to the house with clear water.

Wu Qingwan Qi Refining's twelfth level of cultivation has long been able to prevent wind and dust from entering the body, and he can not eat grains. Even if he does not wash his body for a month and a half, there will not be any dust on his body.

But obviously not today, Wu Qingwan felt the smell of Zuo Lingquan all over her body, if she didn't wash it again, she wouldn't dare to go out to meet people.

After all, Wu Qingwan was new to her career, so she had various emotions in her heart. However, she was not a teenage girl. She had a mature mind and suppressed these emotions very well. She just washed her arms and legs seriously.

At this time alone, Wu Qingwan's eyes were slightly complicated, and she didn't dare to recall the details of last night, but she still remembered it mostly, and always felt that she had misjudged the person.

How did Ling Quan, who was so elegant and easy-going in the past, suddenly become like that...

Like the old color embryo, one pattern after another...

Did you miss it before, or are men like this...

Wu Qingwan had never seen what other men looked like when they were 'cultivating', and she couldn't figure out whether she had too little knowledge. At this time, she had already boarded the pirate ship, and it was too late to regret it. She could only bear this silently with three points of resentment. Bitter fruit.

After working back and forth for a long time, Wu Qingwan finally cleaned herself up. As soon as she poured out the water, she saw a beautiful girl in a red dress sneaking over on the path between the bamboo forests.

Jiang Yi? !

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

"Jiang Yi."

(End of chapter)