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 just 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.

Tang Jingxuan suddenly experienced a big change, and Tang Jingxuan was in a state of inner turmoil. It was only today that he finally calmed down, 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 this world that she can rely on.

She was very scared at the time, and she kept thinking about her mother, father, grandpa, and grandma, all the relatives who had left her long ago. But no matter how scared she was at the time, it was impossible for these people to come back and carry her to safety.

area, comfort them softly, and say "Quiet, 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, and the only one who can complain is God, and the only one who can talk is God.

It was an unforgettable loneliness.

Tang Jingxun used to run a small restaurant by herself. She just relied on her heart and didn't think there was anything wrong with living alone. But when something big happened, she realized that she was really pitiful. She was the only one in the world and there was no one else.

Care - maybe, after the Chen family learned about her accident, they would be overjoyed and happily take over her family property - but this is more difficult to accept than no one cares about her, and they 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, Zuo Lingquan calls her sister, so it should be okay for her to treat Zuo Lingquan as her younger brother...

…

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

Tang Jingxun pinched her earlobes 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 the ones 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. She lowered her head and looked at her own attire. After making sure that she would not lose to the opponent, she 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, so she just avoided it.

It 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 quiet, 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 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 roadside, they can't do anything except 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 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 Jingxun 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 Jingxuan 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, suddenly frowned slightly, and looked out the window a few times:

"Xiao Zuo, do you have heather growing here? The smell... um..."

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

"The yard is old and smells a little bit when it rains. We are about to clean it up. Why don't Sister Tang wait outside?"

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

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

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

In addition to white porridge, there was also a plate of stir-fried meat in the food box, which was full of color and flavor. Even if he was not hungry, his appetite was aroused just by looking at it. The dumplings also jumped on the table, opening their beaks and waiting 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:

"Xiao Zuo, what is your cultivation like?"

Zuo Lingquan paused while eating the porridge - what it looked like... pressed Aunt Wu's knees on her shoulders and kissed her...

"Well... it's just meditating. After entering samadhi, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and refine it according to the number of methods. It should be similar to Sister Tang, right?"

Tang Jingxuan rubbed Tuanzi's little head and looked at the ground with some confusion:

"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 because I've just started practicing qi and I'm not used to it yet, so I get distracted easily. It will be fine after I become more familiar with it."

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

After chatting casually for a few words, Tang Jingxun 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, 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 Jingxuan hugged the quilt, picked up a wooden basin from the wall, and walked towards the stream under the waterfall.

Zuo Lingquan had worked hard on the sheets all night for Aunt Wu, and if 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 Jingxuan had quite a bad temper, and she treated Zuo Lingquan as her little brother. How could she be polite? When she saw Zuo Lingquan snatching him away, she even 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? In the future, when you become the princess's consort, you will have to be laughed at by the maid..."

The small courtyard was right under the waterfall. In just a few words, Tang Jingxun came to the creek, sat down next to the stone where the sisters usually washed their clothes, and quickly started washing.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't grab him, so he had to sit down next to him and join hands, talking about some trivial things...

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To be continued...