Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Xingxing and her brothers had a day of lessons at the Song family mansion and were about to go home in the evening. Before leaving, Zhou Dafu politely invited, "Young Master Tie, would Miss Song like to come to our house as a guest tomorrow? We'd like to make zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) at home."

Old Master Zhou spoke to them in Mandarin.

Song Jiao wanted to return to her old house in the county town. Master Song had asked Tie Qingfeng to go to the county town with her for the festival, so Song Jiao refused without thinking.

Tie Qingfeng spoke up before she could, "Sure, I've never wrapped zongzi before, so I'll learn from you. Also, the braised pork with bayberries you made last time was delicious, will you make it again tomorrow?"

"Yes, I can make it. Auntie is an amazing cook. There are many ways to make this bayberry stew with meat. Last time you had the wild boar version, but it's even better with chicken!" Xingxing said in a sweet, gentle voice, her eyes crinkling.

But the little girl quickly changed the subject and said seriously, "But we don't have many chickens left. Raising chickens is hard work. We buy them from the market and then feed them every day. Besides millet, we also feed them earthworms. Xingxing also has to go to the vegetable garden to catch insects for the chickens to eat so that they can get fat. You know, raising chickens is hard work."

After listening for a while, Tie Qingfeng's lips twitched. This little girl couldn't bear to part with her chickens and wanted him to take them with him, right?

Okay, he understood, but he pretended not to. "Didn't your family buy people to help with the work? Since you think feeding the chickens is hard work, why don't you give this chore to the servants?"

Xingxing rolled her eyes. "Uncle Mo and the others aren't servants, they're just helpers. Young Master Tie, you're so smart, you must understand what I mean. Remember to bring a chicken when you come to my house tomorrow, otherwise you'll only get a piece of meat. There are many of us in the family, but we only kill one chicken, so it'll be good if everyone gets a piece."

"How can someone so young be so stingy?" Tie Qingfeng chuckled and flicked her forehead.

Xingxing suddenly covered her forehead, then quickly raised her hand and slapped Tie Qingfeng's face. The force wasn't strong, and Tie Qingfeng could even smell the sweet pastry scent lingering on her palm.

No one has ever dared to lay a hand on him. Anyone who dared to lay a hand on him is long gone, their graves overgrown with weeds. How could this little girl dare?

Not only was Tie Qingfeng stunned, but the guards were also caught off guard. Who would have thought that the usually soft and cuddly little dumpling would suddenly hit someone, and hit him in the face no less.

"How dare you hit me?" Tie Qingfeng pursed his lips, staring coldly at Xingxing. This ungrateful little girl wouldn't even touch someone else, yet she dared to slap him.

He glanced at the little dumpling in front of him, his eyes darkening slightly. The little girl's face was chubby with baby fat, and her skin was so fair and tender that it looked like you could pinch water out of it. A few days ago, he had the idea of ​​poking her face.

Today I finally couldn't resist flicking it once, just a light flick, and this kid got upset.

Xingxing had already moved a few steps away from him, her big, dark eyes wide open as she looked up. Her sweet, childlike voice accused him, "You flicked my forehead without my permission. I'm not used to people touching me suddenly. I didn't mean to slap your face; I just instinctively hit back. I'm not upset at all, so what's there to be upset about?"

The subtext is: You're a grown man, why are you arguing with a little girl who's younger than you? Are you even a man?

The guards were at a loss for words. It was just a children's fight, and they couldn't interfere. They dared not make any rash moves without the young master's permission and could only observe the situation. Of course, if the young master gave the order for them to take action, then they would have to apologize to the young lady.

"You're sharp-tongued and full of twisted logic. It's as if I enjoy touching you. No way, you have to apologize to me." Tie Qingfeng was very annoyed and couldn't think of a better way than to make the little girl apologize.

"Why did you flick my forehead like that? You were clearly in the wrong first, and you didn't even apologize, so I don't want to apologize either." Xingxing pouted angrily. She didn't like being flicked or pinched.

She really hated it when unfamiliar people suddenly touched her. Although this Iron Prince was someone she knew, they weren't close enough for her to make intimate gestures.

Ugh, Xingxing is just not a pro.

Tie Qingfeng, being the person he was, quickly discerned Xiao Tuanzi's true thoughts and was immediately speechless. Sometimes, this little girl was even more spoiled than Song Jiao, always saying no and no, with more rules than a young lady from a wealthy family. She might as well just fly to the heavens.

Those familiar with Tie Qingfeng know that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness. Due to his physical condition, he is rather cold and aloof, and dislikes contact with people, whether adults or children.

He played her because he liked her, but this little girl obviously didn't respect him at all. It's incomprehensible and incredibly stupid.

Song Jiao, who had watched the whole thing, was furious. She knew how picky Tie Qingfeng was; he would only touch people he felt close to. When he played the Stars, he was treating the stars as his own.

Even Brother Qingfeng has never been so affectionate towards her, so why does this little girl have the right? And Brother Qingfeng is so good to this brat, yet she doesn't appreciate it at all. It's infuriating!

"Get away from me! Who told you to hit Brother Qingfeng?" Song Jiao ran over and shoved Xingxing.

"Ouch!" Xingxing stumbled a few steps after being pushed, almost falling headfirst. Luckily, her friends were already standing not far away and caught her as soon as she fell.

Xingxing's face turned pale, and she patted her chest. "Wow, I was so scared! Luckily, my second brother has long arms and caught me, otherwise I would have blown a hole in my head."

"Pah, pah, pah, don't talk nonsense, brother won't let you get hurt." Zhou Erfu spat a few times, and seeing that Xingxing was not too bad, he handed her to Zhou Wufu to hug.

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