If she had only felt disgust when she mentioned Xu Shu before, now her feelings were mixed with hatred.
"When you're out and about in the future, avoid his family if you see them."
The Shrike was confused and squatted with his belly sticking out: "Why would I be afraid of him? Even if there were ten of them, I wouldn't be a problem."
But victory or defeat in this world is not entirely determined by fists. There are enemies that are far more terrifying than visible fists.
"As soon as you beat him up, he'll come looking for trouble with me. Less trouble is worse than more, so just tone it down."
"Why should you be afraid of him when I'm here? Considering the years I've protected you..." Shrike stretched out his hand, his round face instantly showing some toughness: "Where's the snow plum cake you promised me?"
Xiao Nanhui stared at the fleshy claw, feeling as if she had been struck by bad luck for eight generations. Thinking of the one just outside the door, she didn't understand why she had to make two ancestors friends and pay tribute to them every year and festival.
Snow Plum Cake is a specialty of Tingfeng Tower. It is made of sugar-pickled plum flesh wrapped in soft cake flour. It can only be eaten for a few days a year and cannot be bought. Instead, it is given as a gift to guests sitting at the sea bass banquet.
But Shrike had no idea what happened in Tingfeng Tower.
Xiao Nan didn't even look back, he was in no mood to pay attention to the other person.
"I forgot."
"Forgot?!" A voice crackled with surprise and anger, and the elongated tail tone revealed the incredible mood of the voice's owner. "You actually want to send me away just because you forgot? Xiao Nanhui, it's okay for you to enjoy the good food and drink alone outside, but in the end you didn't even think of leaving me a morsel of leftovers..."
Xiao Nanhui still didn't react. He was fiddling with the charcoal in the charcoal basin, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Shrike was calculating his losses to himself, trying to get some benefits back.
"As compensation, I'll borrow your longbow for two days. I found a great place for horseback archery in the south a few days ago. It has a wide view and a small forest with lots of wild birds..."
Xiao Nanhui moved his fingers slightly and suddenly interrupted.
"I don't like archery anymore. If you like the bow, you can take it."
Shrike was stunned, a look of confusion on his round face that was hard to conceal. "Why do you just say you don't like it? You used to be so excited about this kind of thing. You almost shot through the rockery in the yard..."
The wound on his shoulder, which had not yet healed, began to ache slightly. Xiao Nanhui dropped the fire tongs in his hand into the charcoal basin with a "snap".
"That's right, I don't like it anymore."
A few sparks appeared and the air was quiet for a few seconds.
Only then did Shrike realize that something was wrong. His short, fat fingers subconsciously touched his bun, and even his two bean-thick eyebrows seemed cautious.
"Are you getting irritated because you ate too many dried persimmons?"
Xiao Nanhui stared at the charcoal fire without blinking and suddenly asked.
"If I leave the house one day, will you follow the Marquis or me?"
This may sound serious to others, but to the Shrike, it sounded so familiar that it had become calloused.
When they were little, they didn't get along and were always fighting. At first, Shrike naturally had the upper hand, but as time went on, Xiao Nanhui learned to grab her pigtails, and her limited fighting skills were useless. In the end, she had to use Xiao Zhun to intimidate him.
Every time this happened, Xiao Nanhui would ask her: Are you following the Marquis or her?
And her answer was always the same.
"That's not nonsense. Of course I'm following the Marquis. I was brought back by the Marquis. I eat and use his things, so naturally I'm devoted to him. If it weren't for his arrangement, I wouldn't be forced to commit myself to you. You must always be sober and never get too arrogant, thinking that just because you have my body, you can dominate my heart..."
If she had said this in the past, Xiao Nanhui would have been furious and would have called her a short and fat woman who didn't know her master.
But today, the other party was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then nodded: "Okay."
Shrike became even more certain that the person in front of her was indeed up to something today, but unfortunately her imagination was limited and she really couldn't guess what it was.
"Did you try to be a hero outside and offend some enemies? Now they're coming to your house to seek revenge, and you're so scared that you're thinking of packing up and running for your life?"
Xiao Nanhui didn't say anything. Looking at the man in front of him with a self-satisfied look, he felt seven parts amusement and three parts disgust.
To Shrike, this seemed to confirm her guess.
"You don't have to worry too much." She put her hands on her barrel-like waist, raised her neck, and tried her best to put on a majestic posture. "With me here, who would dare to bully you?"
Xiao Nanhui remained silent, then suddenly struck out with lightning speed, pinching the few inches of fat above the man's waistband with two fingers. The feeling was much thicker than it had been half a month ago.
She slowly raised her head and met the pair of big eyes under the thick eyebrows.
"Your waist is so big, you've been pregnant for five months? I just don't know if it's a boy or a girl..."
The Shrike's round face turned from white to red, and then from red to black. He took a breath and took back the fat that was trapped in the other's hand, and his anxious look returned to his original state.
"I'm just saying this out of pity for you. Don't come begging me when you're desperate. I won't agree to your request just because I'm soft-hearted..."
Xiao Nanhui was annoyed by what he heard, so he stuffed the half-eaten persimmon cake in his hand into his mouth. The world was finally quiet.
She asked this question unnecessarily.
"Why are you guys arguing again?"
The woman's weak voice sounded, and Xiao Nanhui was startled and turned around, only to see Aunt Dai had stood up at some point, and was leaning against the gauze curtain barefoot, watching her and the Shrike.
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