Rong Jiaojiao's soul was mistakenly taken by a soul-reaper. After negotiating with him and receiving a series of compensations, she was ready to be reborn after drinking Meng Po's soup. How...
He served himself a bowl of porridge and ate two steamed buns. After he finished eating, he put a pair of fluffy rabbit fur gloves on Rong Jiaojiao's little hands before preparing to take her to play in the yard.
"Alright, Jiaobao, let's go out and play in the snow." Qing Xuanzi took her hand and pushed open the door.
The cold wind outside was blowing in her face, but Rong Jiaojiao didn't care at all. She ran happily to the center of the yard.
She wore custom-made rabbit fur and deerskin boots made by her master. As she stepped on the snow, the snow crunched under her feet, as if welcoming her arrival.
“Father Xi, look, so much white snow!” Rong Jiaojiao squatted down and scooped up a handful of snow to show her master.
Qing Xuanzi laughed and said, "So you're not going to change your ways, are you?"
As she spoke, she reached out with both hands to catch the snow from Rong Jiaojiao's hands and rolled it into a small snowball.
Qing Xuanzi handed the small snowball to Rong Jiaojiao and said with a smile, "Jiaojiao, try rolling the snowball on the ground, it will become bigger!"
Rong Jiaojiao took the snowball, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, but she didn't understand what her master meant by "roll it around."
Qing Xuanzi also thought of this, so he made another snowball and rolled it on the snow.
Rong Jiaojiao saw this and, imitating her master, carefully placed the snowball on the ground and then gently pushed it with her little hands.
The snowball rolled on the snow, getting bigger and rounder with each roll.
"Father Xi, Bai Bai has grown up so much!" Rong Jiaojiao excitedly turned around to look at Qing Xuanzi, her little face red from the cold, but full of joy.
Qing Xuanzi smiled and nodded, encouragingly saying, "That's right, Jiao Bao is really amazing! Let's roll another small snowball to use as its head."
Qing Xuanzi put the snowball aside, rolled a smaller one, and placed it on top of the larger snowball.
Following Qing Xuanzi's example, Rong Jiaojiao rolled another small snowball and carefully placed it on top of the large snowball.
Qing Xuanzi found three small stones in the yard. He used two of the smaller ones to make the eyes of the snowball he had rolled, and used the larger one to make the nose.
He even smeared a curved mouth shape with charcoal ash under his nose.
"Father Xi, a white man?"
Rong Jiaojiao looked at her master's cute snowman, then at her own. Why was it different?
Qing Xuanzi refused to help her, wanting to see how she would decorate her snowman. He simply told her, "Jiaobao, this is called a snowman. We need to make eyes, a nose, and a mouth for it."
Rong Jiaojiao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up and she produced three bright red hawthorns in her hand.
She gave the snowman a nose and eyes the same size as Qingxuanzi's.
Look at Master's snowman mouth, tilting its head back and looking at Master with its eyes for help.
But her master was a bit cold-hearted today, just smiling at her without offering any help.
The little guy lowered his head and remained silent. Just as Qing Xuanzi was about to soften his heart, Rong Jiaojiao held a red chili pepper in her hand. She carefully placed the chili pepper on the snowman's face as a mouth.
Although the chili pepper is a bit crooked, it looks quite interesting when paired with the eyes and nose of the hawthorn fruit.
"Father, look! Baby's white!"
Rong Jiaojiao excitedly grabbed Qing Xuanzi's hand and showed him her work.
Qing Xuanzi looked at her little snowman and couldn't help but laugh.
Although it looks a bit crooked, its unique decorations are full of childlike fun.
He squatted down and gently patted Rong Jiaojiao's head: "Jiaobao is so amazing, your fair skin is also very beautiful!"
Upon hearing the praise, Rong Jiaojiao clapped her hands happily: "So beautiful, baby!!"
Qing Xuanzi deliberately pretended to be thinking seriously, then nodded with a smile: "Hmm, your Bai Bai is very unique, just like you, beautiful and unique!"
After saying that, he laughed out loud. To be honest, the snowman is really ugly, with eyes that look like noses and a crooked mouth...
Rong Jiaojiao became even more smug upon hearing this, her little face flushed red. Seeing her master smile, she also giggled happily.
Remembering the hawthorns Rong Jiaojiao had taken out, Qing Xuanzi pointed to the red hawthorns and asked, "Jiaobao, this is called hawthorn, do you have any more?"
Rong Jiaojiao looked at the hawthorn, then at her master, and patted her little chest: "Guoguo, Baoyou, Duoduo."
After saying that, she threw a bunch of hawthorns on the ground. Qing Xuanzi was silent for a moment. Did Jiao Bao plant a hawthorn tree?
I don't even remember when Jiaobao got the hawthorn tree. I didn't expect there to be so many hawthorns, but I've never seen her take them out.
He put away the hawthorn berries, intending to give them to Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan as snacks later.
He wanted to ask Rong Jiaojiao if there were any more fruits, but seeing her playing in the snow again, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he squatted down and made snowballs with her.
The two played in the courtyard for a long time before Qing Xuanzi cast a few cleansing spells on himself and Rong Jiaojiao, and then took Rong Jiaojiao back to the house.
After letting Rong Jiaojiao rest for a while, he stoked the fire in the stove, threw out the wooden stakes he had brought from the mountains, and stood on them first. Rong Jiaojiao followed suit without hesitation.
Qing Xuanzi stretched his arms out to the sides, then slowly squatted down on one leg, stretching the other leg forward.
Rong Jiaojiao tried to imitate her, but as soon as she squatted down, she started to wobble and then fell backward onto her bottom.
She looked at Qing Xuanzi with a pitiful expression, only to see her master still squatting on the wooden stake with one leg, smiling at her, without coming up to pull her up.
Rong Jiaojiao rubbed her sore bottom, pouted aggrievedly, and huffed as she climbed back onto the wooden stake to continue practicing.
She imitated Qing Xuanzi, stretching her arms out to the sides, trying to maintain her balance.
This time, she finally managed to squat down, although her body was still a little shaky and she fell down again after a short while, but she had still made progress.
The morning passed by as the master and apprentice played and trained. After lunch, Qing Xuanzi coaxed Rong Jiaojiao to sleep, then found the beans and chopsticks to train Rong Jiaojiao's finger dexterity, and waited for her to wake up.
Rong Jiaojiao slept for two hours before waking up, and Qing Xuanzi made her a cup of malted milk powder.
After she finished drinking, Qing Xuanzi brought over a bowl of beans, two bowls, and two pairs of chopsticks. He poured the prepared beans into the bowl and said to Rong Jiaojiao, "Jiaobao, let's play a game today. Use the chopsticks to pick up the beans and put them into this bowl."
Rong Jiaojiao looked at the beans and chopsticks in front of her, not understanding what her master was going to do.
But upon hearing the word "play," his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands excitedly, saying, "Play, baby, play, Daddy!"
There was anticipation in her eyes, looking forward to what fun things her master would take her to do.
Qing Xuanzi smiled and handed the chopsticks to Rong Jiaojiao, patiently saying, "Jiaojiao, try it. Use the chopsticks to pick up the beans and see who can pick them up the fastest and the most."
He picked up his chopsticks and took the lead in demonstrating for Rong Jiaojiao.
Rong Jiaojiao took the chopsticks and, imitating Qing Xuanzi's usual eating manner, clumsily picked up a bean.
However, the beans were so round that they slipped off as soon as I picked them up.
She frowned and tried several more times, but still couldn't pick up a single bean.