The little tree demon in the courtyard came up and said, "Mother~"
He has a round three-head body, a fair and tender face, and big eyes like black grapes that blink. He grabs the hem of her skirt and shakes it gently: "Mommy~" He is acting cute unconsciously.
Xihe patted his head, picked him up and sat him down: "Eat your meal obediently."
There were three pairs of chopsticks on the wooden table. In front of the little tree demon was a small bowl containing simple home-cooked dishes. Uncle Zhong was sitting on the side with a smile on his face, looking at the little tree demon with a loving expression.
A few birds chirped in the treetops, the air was fresh, and the voices of neighbors could be heard in the distance.
A simple morning.
"Uncle Zhong, my lady."
Fan Xiu came out of the room and touched the little tree demon's head: "Xiaobao, you are so good today."
Uncle Zhong immediately broke into a huge grin and called out "Young Master." The little tree demon also looked up and called out in a baby voice, "Daddy."
The little tree demon has been taught as a human being since he became conscious, and he thinks he is also a human being.
Fan Xiu smiled gently, looked at Xihe tenderly, turned around 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. It has a mild climate and people live a simple life in peace and contentment. After dinner, Fan Xiu helped to clear the dishes and then carried the book box to the south street of the town.
A family of three walked on a smooth gravel road, and passersby greeted them:
"Erlang, are you going to the bookstore? Xiaobao is so cute."
"Oh, Qingniang is here too? It rained so heavily yesterday..."
He greeted her warmly, and saw Xihe's face full of surprise. She was usually a recluse, but she was willing to go out today. He looked at her calmly, and his heart ached as he looked at her. Her waist was thin, not at all like someone who had given birth.
Then she looked at him, carrying a book box and Fan Xiu holding the little tree demon, the two of them walking side by side.
The man was tall and handsome, the woman was gentle and simple, and the fair and tender little baby was as cute as the ones in New Year pictures. Suddenly, I felt even more uncomfortable. This woman of unknown origin had a good life.
Xihe responded with a smile: "Yes, Mrs. Wang, your house is really clean..."
When they arrived at the bookstore, the owner had already opened the door. Fan Xiu stopped in front of the bookstore and hesitated: "My wife, do you really not need your 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, they were not so poor that 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 very well that although his wife looked gentle, she was actually stubborn and could not be persuaded to do anything she wanted to do.
Xihe smiled and said, "No need, husband, please go in."
Fan Xiu had no choice but to carry his son into the bookstore.
In ancient times, scholars had a highly respected 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 Fan Xiu was well-behaved and did not make any noise.
As the sun gradually rose higher, Xihe wandered around the town and finally went into an embroidery workshop to take on some work.
Although the original owner decided to enter the world, it was impossible for her to live like a real mortal. Raising children and supporting each other as a couple were too far away for the original owner who had been high and mighty and pampered since childhood.
She just chose Fan Xiu, gave him a little sincerity, and still looked down on him.
Xihe looked up at the sky, as if looking through the clouds and meeting Qingle in the sky. 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 lunch.
The man was dressed in a green shirt and had a tall and straight figure. As soon as he entered the yard, he looked for Xihe.
Uncle Zhong came in from outside with a bunch of dry firewood, teased the little tree demon, and said to his master, "The young lady is in the backyard."
Fan Xiu's eyes lit up, and he thanked him. He immediately carried his son and strode to the backyard. There was a large banyan tree in the backyard, with lush branches and leaves, and crops such as cucumbers and eggplants were planted under the tree.
A woman in a light blue dress was picking vegetables with her sleeves rolled up.
"Mother!"
The little tree demon shouted excitedly.
Get off Fan Xiu, cross the ridge of the field,
He ran to Xihe crookedly, looking up and saying, "Mom, Xiaobao and Daddy are back."
In the master-servant contract, the servant has a natural liking for the other party. In addition, Fan Xiu kept saying "You are your parents' little darling", so the little tree demon never cared about the original owner's indifference and always came up happily.
Xihe bent down and steadied his small body: "Xiaobao, did you listen to your father obediently today?"
Fan Xiu walked over with a smile, stood aside, bent down and touched the little tree demon's head: "Baby has always been very 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: "You are so good."
The little guy was instantly happy and smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
The two of them got along warmly, and Fan Xiu was moved watching from the side. Although he didn't know why his wife suddenly changed her attitude, this was all 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, feeling infinite satisfaction in his heart.
Xihe looked up inadvertently and met his eyes full of tenderness. She was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Husband."
"My wife."
Fan Xiu took his son from her arms and said, "Let's go back to the house and have dinner."
The three of them walked out of the backyard and returned to the living room. Uncle Zhong had already set the table and was smiling as he invited them to eat.
It was a summer afternoon and sleepiness came over me. The cicadas were chirping outside the window. The little tree demon was climbing up and down on Fan Xiu with great energy. Xihe walked up to him and patted his little butt, and the little guy immediately stopped making noise.
Fan Xiu looked at Xihe and smiled, "My lady, it's alright."
His clothes were disheveled, his hair was askew, and he was leaning his elbows on the small table, looking lazy and uninhibited.
Xihe looked at the little guy, and the little tree demon said seriously: "Daddy, go to sleep, baby won't disturb you."
After thinking for a while, he added: "Only if you have a good rest can you copy the book well."
Puff——
Fan Xiu was happy and pinched his cheek: "Okay, listen to Xiaobao."
Wooden windows, plain bed curtains, and a large bookcase on the east side. The whole room is plain and simple. Fan Xiu lay on the couch and his breathing gradually became calm. Xihe took out a handkerchief and began to embroider. The little tree demon rubbed against him and came over.
He asked softly, "Mom, what is this?"
Xihe threaded the needle: "Embroidery."
"Oh, what is the embroidery for?"
"You can buy some candy for Xiaobao."
"Really?"
I was instantly surprised and my eyes bulged out.
Xihe turned her head and scratched the tip of his little nose: "Of course it's true. Isn't it time for Xiaobao to go to bed too?"
Xiao Bao's eyes rolled around, and finally his shoulders slumped. He climbed up using his hands and feet, twisting his little butt and crawling into Fan Xiu's arms. He rubbed his chest and closed his eyes: "Mommy, the baby is asleep."
After a while, a faint green light rose from his body and wrapped around the father and son.
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