The little tree demon in the small courtyard came up and said, "Mother~"
With a chubby three-headed body, a fair and tender face, and big black grape-like eyes that blinked, he grabbed the hem of her skirt and shook it gently: "Mother~" She acted cute without realizing it.
Xihe patted his head, picked him up and sat down: "Eat well."
There were three pairs of chopsticks placed on the wooden table. In front of the little dryad was a small bowl with simple home-cooked food. Uncle Zhong sat aside with a smile and looked at the little dryad with love on his face.
A few birds were chirping on the treetops, the air was fresh, and there were sounds of neighbors in the distance.
A simple morning.
"Uncle Zhong, madam."
Fan Xiu came out of the room and came up to touch the little tree demon's head: "Xiaobao is so good today."
Uncle Zhong immediately had a big smile on his face and called "Master". The little tree demon also raised his head and called out in a sweet voice: "Daddy."
Taught as a human being from the moment he became conscious, the little tree demon thought he was also a human being.
Fan Xiu showed a gentle smile, looked at Xihe tenderly, turned to wash up, and then the family sat down to eat.
Qinglan Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, with a mild climate. People live and work in peace and contentment in a simple life. After dinner, Fan Xiu helped clear away the dishes and chopsticks, and then carried the book box to the south street of the town.
A family of three walks on the smooth gravel road, and pedestrians say hello:
"Erlang, do you want to go to the bookstore? Xiaobao is so cute."
"Oh, Qing Niang is here too? It rained really hard yesterday..."
He greeted Xihe warmly and looked at Xihe with a surprised expression. The person who always lived in seclusion in the past was actually willing to go out today? He looked at her calmly, and his heart suddenly felt sore when he looked at her. Her slim waist did not look like someone who had given birth to a child.
Look at her carrying the bookcase, Fan Xiu holding the little tree demon, and they are walking side by side.
The man was tall and handsome, the woman was gentle and plain, and the white and tender baby was as cute as the baby in the New Year pictures. Suddenly, I felt even more uncomfortable. This woman of unknown origin had a good life.
Xihe responded with a smile: "Yes, Sister-in-law Wang, your house is really clean..."
When they arrived at the bookstore, the bookstore owner had already opened the door. Fan Xiu stopped in front of the bookstore and hesitated: "Madam, do you really don't need my husband to accompany you? The embroidery workshop is quite far away on West Street..."
In fact, what he wanted to say more was that although the family was poor, it was not like they could not afford to eat, so there was no need for her to embroider handkerchiefs.
If she wanted something, he could copy more books.
But he knew that although his wife looked gentle, she was actually tough-tempered and could not be persuaded to do what she wanted to do.
Xihe said with a smile on his face: "No need, husband, please go in quickly."
Fan Xiu had no choice but to carry his son into the bookstore.
In ancient times, scholars had a high status. Although the boss had some objections to Fan Xiu taking his son to copy books at first, he later turned a blind eye when he saw that he was very obedient and neither noisy nor fussy.
As the sun gradually rose, Xihe wandered around the town and finally went to the embroidery workshop to pick up some work.
Although the original owner decided to join the world, it was impossible for her to act like a real mortal. Raising children and supporting each other as a husband and wife were too far away for the original owner who had been favored by countless people since she was a child.
She just chose Fan Xiu, gave a little bit of sincerity, and still remained condescending.
Xi He looked up at the sky, as if through the clouds, looking at Qing Le who was above the nine heavens. If she still wanted to kill Fan Xiu, then don't blame her for being rude.
At noon, Fan Xiu took the little tree demon home for dinner.
The man was wearing a green shirt and was tall and straight. He looked for Xihe as soon as he entered the yard.
Uncle Zhong came in from outside the courtyard with dry firewood in his arms, teased the little tree demon, and said to his young master: "The young lady is in the backyard."
Fan Xiu's eyes lit up, he thanked him, and immediately strode towards the backyard with his son in his arms. There is a large banyan tree planted in the backyard with lush branches. Cucumbers, eggplants and other crops are planted under the tree.
A woman in a light blue dress is picking vegetables with her sleeves rolled up.
"Mother!"
The little dryad shouted excitedly.
Get off Fan Xiu and cross the fields,
Waiwai ran to Xihe and raised his head: "Mother, Xiaobao and daddy are back."
In the master-servant contract, the slaves have a natural love for each other, and Fan Xiu keeps saying, 'You are my father's little baby.
Xihe bent down and supported his small body: "Did Xiaobao listen to daddy today?"
Fan Xiu came over with a smile, stood aside, bent down and touched the little dryad's head: "The baby has always been obedient."
The little tree demon nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
He raised his head and looked at Xihe with bright eyes, as if waiting for praise.
Xihe smiled and praised him: "So good."
The little guy was instantly happy and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes.
The two of them were getting along warmly, and Fan Xiu was moved as he watched from the sidelines. Although he didn't know why his wife suddenly changed her attitude, all this was perfect for him. Isn't the current scene exactly what he had been longing for?
Fan Xiu looked at the mother and son with a smile, and felt infinite satisfaction in his heart.
Xihe raised his head inadvertently and met his tender eyes. He was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Husband."
"Lady."
Fan Xiu took his son from her arms and said, "Let's go back to the house to have dinner."
The three of them walked out of the backyard and returned to the hall. Uncle Zhong had already laid out the meal and greeted them with a smile.
The sleepiness of the summer afternoon came over me, the cicadas chirped non-stop outside the window, and the little tree demon climbed up and down Fan Xiu's body with great energy. Xihe stepped forward and patted his little butt, and the little guy immediately stopped making trouble. .
Fan Xiu looked at Xihe and smiled: "Madam, it's okay."
His clothes were messed up, his hair was crooked, and he was leaning on the small table with his elbows, looking lazy and carefree.
Xihe looked at the little guy, and the little tree demon said seriously: "Daddy, go to sleep, the baby won't disturb you anymore."
After thinking for a while, he added: "Only when you have a good rest can you copy books well."
Phew——
Fan Xiu was amused and tugged at his cheek: "Okay, listen to Xiaobao."
Wooden windows, plain bed curtains, and a large bookcase on the east side made the whole room plain and simple. Fan Xiu lay on the couch and his breathing gradually became calmer after a while. Xihe took out a handkerchief and started to embroider, and the little tree demon nuzzled over.
Xiao asked in a low voice: "Mother, what is this?"
Xihe threads the needle: "Embroidery."
"Oh~ What is the embroidery for?"
"You can buy sweets for Xiaobao."
"Really?"
I was instantly surprised, and my eyes were bulging.
Xihe turned his head and scratched the tip of his little nose: "Of course it's true. Isn't it time for Xiaobao to sleep too?"
Xiaobao's eyes rolled around, and finally his shoulders slumped. He climbed up using his hands and feet, twisted his butt and crawled into Fan Xiu's arms. He rubbed his chest and closed his eyes: "Mother, the baby is sleeping."
After a while, a faint green light floated from his body and wrapped around the father and son.
