Dark clouds covered the sun, and it got dark early.
It wasn't even five o'clock yet, but it was already as dark as night outside.
Fang Qiao turned on the light, preparing to cook dinner with Xiao Jing.
Several children were whispering around the cat's nest, their well-behaved and quiet demeanor a stark contrast to their boisterous behavior in the afternoon.
Fang Qiao couldn't help but sigh, "If only I could always be this well-behaved and quiet, it would save my parents so much worry!"
But that was just a thought she had.
After all, good kids are never idle, and lazy kids never play.
Children are energetic and playful, which is a good thing. If they lose their energy and become restless, they are probably sick.
For dinner, we had tomato and egg noodles with a sauce made by Fang Qiao, and the noodles were hand-pulled by Xiao Jing, which were smooth and chewy.
As the noodles were being cooked, Xiao Jing watched the pot. Fang Qiao came out of the kitchen, preparing to go upstairs to call Xiao Zhuque for dinner.
Just as I reached the stairwell, I happened to run into the little Vermilion Bird flying out of the stairwell.
As soon as Little Vermilion Bird entered the restaurant, it smelled a delicious aroma. It readily complimented the restaurant, saying, "Wow, the air smells so good! Let me smell it, it's the smell of scrambled eggs with tomatoes!! Ah, I love this smell! Sister Qiao, it smells so good, is it time to eat?"
Fang Qiao smiled and nodded: "Yes, dinner will be ready soon. You came down at just the right time. I was just about to go upstairs to call you. Go to your seat and wait."
Fang Qiao turned to the children and reminded them, "Alright, stop staring at the cat. Line up and wash your hands, dinner's almost ready."
"A cat?" The little Vermilion Bird was startled and flew halfway before turning back.
Fang Qiao hummed in agreement and explained, "I found a kitten in the yard this morning and have decided to adopt it. You can play together from now on."
"Uh—" Little Vermilion Bird didn't want to play with the cat.
It hates felines the most!
I used to hate the white tiger who lived on the next mountain. Not only did she always bully her people, but she also bullied the unhatched eggs.
Even before it hatched, it was bullied by a nasty tiger cub. That cub was particularly awful, kicking it around like a ball, almost making it dizzy several times! It was simply ingrained in its blood!
I hate the wild cats in the mountains the most now! They see it's a bird and have the wild idea of trying to kill it!
Please! It's a mythical bird, the Vermilion Bird! How could it be so easily killed by a wild cat? That's just incredibly overconfident!
Although Little Vermilion Bird doesn't care about wildcats, being treated as prey is really annoying!
The little red sparrow was dejected; it didn't want to live under the same roof as a cat.
Fang Qiao sensed that something was wrong with its mood and asked cautiously, "Niao Niao, don't you like cats?"
Little Vermilion Bird nodded: "Yes, I don't like it. Cats are annoying!"
"Then I'll try to keep it away from you as much as possible." Fang Qiao felt a bit troubled; she hadn't expected that Little Vermilion Bird would dislike cats.
But the kitten has already moved in, and since we've taken it in, we have to be responsible for it; we can't just kick it out.
So all I can do is try my best to coordinate between the two furry friends.
Fang Qiao patted the little Vermilion Bird's head and comforted it, "From now on, you will live upstairs and it will live downstairs, so we can try not to meet. Is that arrangement okay?"
The little red sparrow drooped its eyes: "Will it bite me?"
"Don't worry, that kitten won't bite you. It's not even a month old yet, it's tiny, smaller than my palm. Do you want to take a look?" Fang Qiao suggested.
Little Vermilion Bird nodded indifferently: "It's fine to take a look."
"Come here." Fang Qiao led the little Zhuque closer to the cardboard box where the kitten was, and said softly, "Niao Niao, look, this little kitten is such a tiny ball of fluff, isn't it cute?"
The little Vermilion Bird was initially uninterested, with droopy eyelids and a listless appearance. However, when it saw the kitten in the cardboard box and sensed the divine beast aura surrounding it, its eyes suddenly widened.
This awful smell!
He's definitely the most hated guy from the hill next to my hometown!
Is he cute?
Cute my foot!
The little Vermilion Bird instantly bristled: "Throw it away! Throw it away right now! I don't want to live with it!"
Its reaction was very alarming, which startled Fang Qiao.
Little Vermilion Bird had always been well-behaved and sensible; Fang Qiao had never seen it so manic before.
She quickly reached out and hugged it, stroking its feathers to soothe it: "Niao Niao? What's wrong, Niao Niao? Is something wrong? Tell your sister, and I'll help you."
Little Vermilion Bird exclaimed, "No! Something's not right! This isn't a kitten at all!"
"What?" Fang Qiao was stunned.
"Not a cat?"
"Then what is this...?"
"This cat is a white tiger in disguise!!"
As soon as Little Zhuque finished speaking, the kitten, who had been sleeping soundly in the cat bed, suddenly opened its eyes.
Its pair of emerald green vertical eyes revealed a murderous aura, and then its body suddenly swelled up, opening its blood-red maw as it pounced towards the little Vermilion Bird.
A deafening roar of a tiger pierced the eardrums!
Powerful and heavy, with a deep, thunderous aura, it pressed down on Fang Qiao in an overwhelming manner.
Fang Qiao instinctively circulated her spiritual energy to erect a protective shield, but the White Tiger was a divine beast, and the pressure from its power was something a mere Qi Refining cultivator could not withstand. Before her shield was fully erected, it shattered inch by inch.
As if facing a formidable enemy, the little Vermilion Bird let out a high-pitched and loud cry. It broke free from Fang Qiao's embrace, flapped its wings, and transformed into its original form, becoming a giant bird with an arm span of one meter, firmly blocking Fang Qiao's path.
However, in the next second, the mighty beast, whose size had suddenly increased, froze in mid-air. Its body flickered between solidity and illusion, and then the beast disappeared. A white tiger cub the size of a palm fell to the ground with a 'thud,' rolled twice, and fell face-first into the dirt.
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
The white tiger, trying to show off its power: "..."
Little Vermilion Bird, as if facing a formidable enemy: "..."
Fang Qiao, who almost crushed the Peace Jade Pendant: "..."
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