Fang Qiao didn't actually see what the bird looked like, but her intuition told her that it must be a little red sparrow.
Fang Qiao's intuition was right; this cheeky bird was indeed a little Vermilion Bird.
It swooped straight down at Fang Qiao from hundreds of meters in the air, and even when it was almost upon him, it showed no sign of slowing down, clearly trying to scare him.
Unfortunately, it ran into Cheng Baidong. Before it could even fly close to Fang Qiao, it encountered the colorless and transparent barrier that Cheng Baidong had set up.
With a 'thud,' the bird crashed into the barrier, its head almost flattened, and it fell to the ground like a puddle of liquid.
Cheng Baidong casually set up a barrier to prevent ordinary people from seeing it.
Little Zhuque got up from the ground with a resentful look on her face and looked at Cheng Baidong with accusatory eyes: "I was just joking. I was not going to hurt Sister Xiao Qiao. Why did you put up a wall to stop me in advance? My face hurts so much. I almost ran into it and died."
Cheng Baidong wasn't buying it: "Are you kidding me? Do you know how powerful it is to descent from such a height? What if you can't stop? Your sister Xiao Qiao has a baby in her arms. Can they withstand you crashing into them like that?"
The little Vermilion Bird retorted, "There's no 'what if'! I wouldn't lose control! I'm a divine bird!"
"Even the best birds make mistakes. I can't gamble with the safety of your sister Xiao Qiao and the child by even one mishap." Cheng Bodong's gaze suddenly turned cold and his expression serious.
His stern face was extremely imposing, and Little Vermilion Bird didn't dare to go against him. She shrank back and didn't dare to say anything more.
Fang Qiao was truly terrified by the little Vermilion Bird this time.
Although she knew it was most likely just the little Vermilion Bird playing a prank on her, the chilling sense of oppression she felt when it swooped down from the sky was undeniable, especially since she was holding a child in her arms. It was indeed extremely dangerous.
Although Little Vermilion Bird said she wouldn't lose control, it's better to be safe than sorry. For safety's sake, it's best to prohibit such behavior.
Therefore, he did not stop Cheng Baidong from reasoning with Xiao Zhuque.
Hopefully, after this incident, Little Vermilion Bird will be more mindful of his behavior in the future.
After Cheng Baidong finished speaking, she comforted Xiao Zhuque with a few words, telling her to be careful next time and never do such dangerous things again.
Little Vermilion Bird knew she had been too rash this time, and dejectedly drooped her head and responded.
Fang Qiao reached out and stroked his head, asking softly, "Where did you go last night? Why are you only coming back now? Did you encounter something fun?"
As soon as the topic changed, Little Vermilion Bird immediately forgot what had just happened, and her depressed mood instantly lifted.
It excitedly told Fang Qiao about the places it had gone.
It turns out that last night it first went to Wolong Lake in a nearby town, and then followed the old course of the river northwards until it found the current course of the river.
After playing around for a while, we didn't head back until dawn.
However, because it flew so far, it didn't return until this afternoon.
After listening, Fang Qiao said, "You've been to so many places. Aren't you tired?"
Little Vermilion Bird shook her head and said excitedly, "I'm not tired, I haven't had enough fun yet! It's just that I've never been away for so long before, and I was afraid you would worry if I didn't come back, so I came back to let you know I'm safe."
Fang Qiao nodded: "I was a little worried because you haven't come back for a while. I'll know when you go out next time."
"Mmm." The little Vermilion Bird rubbed its belly with its wing in a very human-like way and said, "Sister Qiao, I'm a little hungry. Can you give me an extra meal tonight?"
"Sure," Fang Qiao replied with a smile, patting the bird's head. "Let's sneak in an extra meal tonight after everyone else is asleep!"
"Okay, okay, I want to eat fish!"
It saw from the sky that Cheng Baidong was putting fish-catching equipment into the river.
Fang Qiao nodded: "Okay."
The little Vermilion Bird flapped its wings: "Then I'll go out and play for a while longer, and come back when it gets dark."
"Go."
The little Vermilion Bird's figure disappeared into the sky, and Cheng Baidong removed the barrier.
Not far away, Tian Tian and An An's game of eagle catching chicks ended with the eagle finally giving up, lying on the ground because it was too tired to run anymore.
Of course, a group of children can't stay still. After the game of "eagle catching chicks" ended, they soon started playing hide-and-seek.
Sometimes you try to catch me, and I hide; sometimes I hide, and you try to catch me. We switch roles all the time, and we never get tired of playing.
A group of children played until sunset when the adults called them home, but they were still reluctant to leave and didn't want it to end.
It was time to go home. Tian Tian led An An back. The two children's faces were flushed from the heat, and their foreheads were covered in sweat. They kept saying to Fang Qiao, "Auntie, I want to come and play again tomorrow."
Fang Qiao readily agreed.
Cheng Baidong then retrieved the bamboo basket from the river. The afternoon's catch was decent; although there were only five or six small fish about ten centimeters long, he caught quite a few small shrimp, about half a pound. He could coat them in batter and fry them at home, enough for a whole plate.
On the way home, the setting sun cast long shadows of the family.
Sweetie watched her own shadow hopping and skipping, sometimes even deliberately making some strange and unusual movements.
An'an was amused by her older sister and giggled, running after her sister's shadow.
A gentle breeze blew in, ruffling a strand of hair on Fang Qiao's cheek; life was peaceful and serene.
Until, at the intersection ahead, he turned a corner and collided head-on with Cheng Yajun.
Cheng Yajun's foot had developed a chronic condition due to delayed treatment. He would limp when walking fast, but it didn't affect him at all when walking slowly.
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