Seeing their behavior, Xi Qiongdong naturally swallowed his questioning of Xi Huanyan, and then said helplessly, "Are you okay?"

Xi Huanyan shook her head and glanced at the clear but fishless bottom of the water, "It's a pity that I was scared away."

She picked up the basket containing mushrooms and was about to leave. Xi Qiongdong thought she was going to settle the score with those people, so he hurriedly stopped her, "It's all from the same village, how can I not play or make a fuss? Forget it."

"By the way, this is what I just hunted. Take it back and eat it with my master's wife." Xi Qiongdong picked up a dead rabbit from the bamboo basket around his waist.

Xi Huanyan was indifferent to the mood, "No, eat vegetarian food."

He quietly put the rabbit back and said slowly, "Huanyan, I know that Master has passed away. You are very sad, but you still have to look forward to it. In the future, smile more and play with them more, and the matter will be over."

Xi Huanyan nodded casually.

"If you and your master's wife need help, you can come to me at any time. I will never refuse to be a teacher and a father for one day."

Xi Qiongdong enlightened her for a while, and tentatively said in a generous and gentle voice, "Huanyan, Master has passed away, why haven't you ever seen you cry? Don't think too much, I just ask, I'm worried that you will feel uncomfortable in your heart."

Haven't you cried?

Xi Huanyan recalled that she had never cried before.

This perception made her a little dazed, but she quickly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Born from the world, die from the ground, life is normal. Why should I be sad about this? Besides, my father often taught me to be impatient and quiet, understand the true nature of nature, and return to the root of life, in order to be clear-headed. If I collapse and cry, I will vent my emotions freely, and howl, I will be different from the wild beast that only knows the original impulse."

Xi Qiongdong didn't know what she was saying, but this did not prevent him from a slight envy in his heart. Others only saw Xi Canggu and his wife pampering her very much, pampering her as brave as a fight, moving like a mad rabbit, climbing trees and rivers, chasing birds and driving beasts, and doing everything the children shouldn't have done.

But she didn't know that she got up earlier than their apprentices every day, reading and lying, playing the piano and painting, practicing martial arts and boxing, and when she was quiet, she was more intimidating than those elders with a calm face.

They are all from the same village, why can she get such good parenting?

Xi Qiongdong was also tired of dealing with her, stood up, adjusted the bamboo basket around his waist, "You go home early, the demon has not been found yet, there is danger outside."

"Um."

Xi Huanyan originally planned to take out another bird egg, but when she thought that she wanted to eat vegetarian food, she stopped and took the basket home.

Gu Jianxia was not at home, so she did it herself and barely cooked a mushroom soup. After eating it, she took an axe and returned to Lingling Mountain again. She became more addicted to the records on the tree species spectrum.

When the sun was about to set, she successfully found a red shirt forest at the border between Lingling Mountain and Fengfeng on the bottom of the cliff.

She picked up one of the trees that were as thick as a bucket and eight feet tall, picked up the axe, tried to cut it out six or seven times, then left the axe to her waist, and carried the entire fir tree up.

She rushed back to the cave before the sun disappeared, and she finally returned to the cave, touched her little heart, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her parents said that the night in the mountains was very dangerous, but fortunately she didn't have to walk on the night road.

Old Mrs. Foyan, sitting at the entrance of the cave, looked at the redwood tree that occupied the floor, and her face slightly twitched. What's going on with this huge force?

She rarely didn't go back to the cave and looked at Xi Huanyan quietly.

Xi Huanyan was also used to her weirdness and said to her, "I want to build a house."

She took out the kettle and took a sip, then took an axe and cut down all the branches of the redwoods, and used them to build a triangular nest next to the cave. After the night was finished, it was a little deeper. She planned to saw the main trunk open tomorrow and make it into a small chopstick-like log for the old lady.

It is also said that in the village, before the sun has completely set, there are no people on the roads in the village.

The wind was particularly cool on this day, but it was a little sticky when it hit the skin.

"Huaer, wash your clothes before it's dark. Look at how dirty your clothes are. How did you do this?"

"I... met Xi Huanyan during the day and fought." For the sake of face, the little girl said that being abused unilaterally was a fight, and proudly showed her mother the bruises behind her, "Look, don't look at me being hurt, she won't be much better."

The little flower girl frowned, "Why did you fight?"

"I suddenly felt that the family was quite useless, especially Uncle Canggu, who was known as the Source Master, but he fell to death." Xiaohua said indifferently, "Look, without Uncle Canggu, how could she be so arrogant?"

Xiaohuaniang took the rattan beside the table and sucked her, "I also have a mother who is a martial artist. Don't cause trouble for me. Now I will wash the clothes of the family immediately!"

"Why, isn't it my turn today?"

"Make you disobedient!" Seeing that a vine was about to come down again, Xiaohua hurriedly carried a bunch of dirty clothes and went out.

She tiptoed to fetch water from the tank outside the house, soaked her clothes angrily and rubbed them.

Suddenly, there was a hint of cold wetness on her face, as if she had been licked by a tongue, and her back felt cold.

The little girl looked up in panic. The sky was already dark. An orange light leaked out of the room ten steps away. The voices of her parents and brothers gave her some comfort. She looked up at the sky and muttered, "It's not raining."

The little girl lowered her head and rubbed her clothes, stopped her movements, turned her head stiffly, and looked out the fence. There was a small field opposite her house, and a mountain was farther away. At this moment, the scenery in her vision had darkened.

In the shadows, she saw a shorter black shadow standing in the grass close to the fence, silently.

Her voice was instantly strangled into her throat. She wanted to scream but was so scared that she lost her voice. She stared at the black shadow gradually bent down, turning into something the size of a cat and a dog, and jumped towards the field.

"ah!!!"

"What are you calling out to this girl!"

Xiaohua's parents hurried out of the house, held her arm and scolded her.

"Strange, strange demon, it's strange demon!" Xiaohua was so scared that her eyes were dull and instinctively drilled into her parents' arms. Xiaohua's parents were also in a panic and looked around, then quickly stuffed her into the room and tied the door.

"Don't talk nonsense, bah, spit a few times and spit out these bad words!" Xiaohua's mother stamped her feet in a hurry and pressed her head to the ground.

"Be gentle, Huaer tells dad, what have you seen?"

Xiaohua avoided her mother's hand, leaned towards her father, and said what she saw intermittently.

The two adults were frowning and were indifferent, so they checked the doors and windows again.

"Maybe you've read it wrong." Xiaohua's girl seemed to have found the truth and twisted Xiaohua's arm, "Do you want to be lazy and come to lie to us on purpose!"

"I don't!"

"What are you blaming the child for? Fortunately, I didn't go to duty today. Go to bed early. I'll guard the gate and wait until the patrol team passes by."

Xiaohua's father said, and the family of four squeezed into a bed, but did not dare to blow out the oil lamp.

The next day, the rooster crowed, and the little flower girl got up and looked at the dim sky outside the window. She held the dried oil lamp with heartache and looked at it again and again. She turned around and pulled the little flower girl's arms outside the thin quilt, "Get up soon, go to the ground with my mother to mow the grass."

With this pull, Xiaohua pulled out of the quilt. In the dark, she had a white face, stared at Xiaohua's mother with her eyes straight.

The little flower girl screamed in fear, waved her and hit her twice, "You damn girl, you will scare me to death early in the morning!"

But Xiaohua, who was beaten twice, still maintained this expression and did not move.
Chapter completed!