Due to the long journey and the snow falling again, Yuan Xiang'er planned to stay overnight at Hu Di's house.
When the two women chatted happily, they remembered that when they were preparing dinner, the nine-year-old boy had already cooked a charcoal copper pot, prepared all kinds of ingredients, and scalded a small pot of wine, inviting them to serve. around the fireplace.
Outside the house, the north wind blew the land, and there was snow in the twilight. Thousands of mountains were cold and foggy, and thousands of miles of frost were frozen.
At this time, sitting around the table, eating hot pot with friends, and sipping two sips of wine can be regarded as a great joy in life.
Although Ah Chen is not good at cooking, it can be seen that he has fulfilled the responsibility of raising children in preparing ingredients. On the table are not only beef and mutton, but also various mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, dates and dried fruits collected in the mountains.
Yuan Xiang'er remembered an interesting thing when she saw all kinds of washed and cut mushrooms on the table.
"Since you sent matsutake mushrooms to our house last time, Nanhe saw it. He also learned to pile all kinds of small mushrooms at the door of my house. They are all mixed with poisonous, non-toxic and edible but not edible. Hahaha, it's a shame I didn't I was poisoned."
"Xiao Nan is not like me who has lived in the world for so many years. How does he know how squeamish you humans are, as long as he eats one wrong mushroom, he may lose his life." As he spoke, he quickly rinsed the The food was piled into the bowl of Han Youzhi beside him.
"So Xiao Nan has come back to you again? How did you get him back?" Ah Li raised her glass to her lips and smiled, and drinking two glasses of sake made her already gorgeous face even more charming. .
Yuan Xiang'er laughed and made a fierce expression, "As you said, bind him with magic and drag him home."
Han Youzhi, who was eating, seemed to be taken aback. He hid behind Ah Chen and gently pulled on her sleeve.
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiang'er is just joking," A Xian quickly comforted him, "Actually, elder sister Xiang'er is very gentle."
"She's so scary. I don't want to go back with her, Sister Axing, let me stay here. I'll cook delicious food for you every day." The thin boy was weak and timid, with no support, and he was so pitiful.
"Okay, okay. Xiaoyou just stay here." Ah Xing had already drank too much.
A young man dressed in white showed his face from behind Ah Lin to look at Yuan Xianger. Ah Lin could not see his face, but Yuan Xianger could see it clearly. This young man was not as weak and helpless as he had shown in front of Ah Ding. He looked at Yuan Xiang'er with eyes full of alertness and vigilance.
It turned out to be a black cut.
Although Han Youzhi was still young, Yuan Xianger felt that A Xing might no longer be the opponent of this nine-year-old boy.
Although human life is short, it is almost the most complex creature on this continent. In contrast, the demons with long life and powerful power are much simpler.
Ah Xing was not good at drinking, and was very greedy for glasses. After a while, his tail was exposed, and he lay limply on the table and couldn't move.
Yuan Xianger and Han Youzhi helped Axie to the bed together, and when they came out, the nine-year-old boy had already started to clean up the dishes non-stop.
He declined Yuan Xianger who wanted to help.
"No need. You're just a guest, don't worry about it." Han Youzhi's attitude was cold and distant.
Yuan Xianger sat down and looked at the young man in front of him. He was eight or nine years old. He had thin limbs, frostbite and calluses on his fingers.
"You are very young, but you are quite capable. The hot pot in the evening is delicious. It's hard work for you."
Han Youzhi glanced at Yuan Xianger. The girl sitting across from her was fair-skinned, her fingers were tender, she was dressed in warm fur, and she had a necklace around her neck. She was obviously a child who grew up with the care of her elders, and she had experienced those years herself.
He retracted his eyes, "These things, if you do more, you will naturally."
"You really want to stay here, don't you go back? After all, this is the world of demons, and you are just a human being." Yuan Xianger said.
"What about the demons? They are more like my companions than the relatives who want to suck my blood. I would rather live with them." Han Youzhi gave Yuan Xiang'er a cold look, "What about you? You are also human, Why are you here?"
The little boy narrowed his eyes, with strong suspicion and suspicion, "You are a warlock, I know that you warlocks all want to catch demons and use them like slaves, just like your cat demon. But it's a pity that I'm by my side, and I won't let you succeed."
What a cute kid. Yuan Xiang'er barely managed to lose her temper on Doctor Han's face.
Wu Yuan lifted his head from the pot of dried fish: "Meow? Ignorance human, this cat is here to play in the world, you are the slave, and your entire clan are slaves."
Only Han Rui was still standing on the table, looking fondly at the busy child in front of him,
"Youer, Youer." He called softly.
His child, thin-faced, close at hand, picking up scraps on the table to himself, didn't respond to his calls.
Those small palms that had only held the barrel of the pen were now covered with scars and calluses, and were busy swiftly and swiftly. There was gauze on his forehead, and there were scars on his neck. His face was thinner than Han Rui remembered, and his height became taller. Metamorphosis has become firm and steady.
"Your mother spoiled you in every possible way, and never let you do any heavy work. I used to worry that you were too coddled and could not stand on your own. I never thought that we would only be away for a year, but you will be able to do everything."
"It's all your father's fault. Dad didn't protect your mother, and he couldn't protect you from growing up."
Han Rui's heart was full of guilt and pity, and he wished he could reach out and hold his son whom he hadn't seen for a long time tightly in his arms.
It's a pity that people and ghosts have different paths now. He lives in this cold and rigid body. Not only can he not touch the child's tender face, he can give the child a warm hug, but he can't even call out to his son, who is in front of him.
Fortunately, Yuan Xianger could hear his voice.
"Xiaoyou, I'm a warlock, and a warlock can communicate yin and yang. At the same time, I'm also a friend of your parents. Your father asked me to... come and see you." Yuan Xianger glanced at Han Rui and said what he meant.
The boy's hand holding the dishes stopped for a while, he was stunned, bit his lip and turned his face away, "You lied to me."
Han Rui raised his head and looked at the child standing in front of him: "You'er, she didn't lie to you. Daddy misses you so much, that day he promised to buy a Lantern Festival lantern for my son, but he broke his promise in the end. Daddy is really ashamed. "
Yuan Xianger: "I didn't lie to you. Your father misses you very much. He promised to buy you a lantern for the Lantern Festival that day, but he didn't do it. He has always felt guilty."
The eyes of the young man, who had always been mature and steady, suddenly turned red.
"Really, really? You saw my father... Father, does he have anything to say to me?" He lowered his head, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and he felt sad like a real nine-year-old child. "Does my father think I'm useless? I didn't defend Yongji Hall, and even hid in the mountains not to see those wicked people again. Father must be very disappointed in me."
His teary eyes happened to fall on the porcelain man on the table. It was clearly a motionless ceramic doll, with a stiff face and frozen eyebrows. But for some reason, Han Youzhi always felt that those thin eyebrows were always staring at him, which made him feel a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart.
It was the woman who was clearly speaking, but he really heard his father's voice in a trance.
"Father and your mother have never blamed You'er. You're able to live such a strong life is already the greatest pride of your parents. As long as it is your own choice, as long as you can live a happy life, my father will feel relieved from the heart."
In Yuan Xiang'er's sight, Han Rui's figure appeared from the small porcelain figure, with a faint golden light, and stretched out his arms to encircle his crying child.
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At night, Yuan Xianger returned to the guest room she had packed.
Standing in front of her, Han Rui adjusted his sleeves and bowed cautiously.
"Doctor Han, you're leaving now? Are you... can you rest assured?" Even though she knew that this time would come sooner or later, Yuan Xianger was still unspeakably sad.
"As a parent, there is never a time to be at ease with your children. Now, it is gratifying to see that You'er can be so independent and strong. That lady, that lady, is indeed as kind and generous as you said." He said lightly. He sighed softly, "And I can't do anything anymore, I should have gone where I should go earlier, Liniang is still waiting for me there."
"Doctor Han," Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but ask, "You have saved countless lives in your life, but in the end you have encountered a jackal-like villain. Do you feel that it is not worth it?"
Han Rui lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "The joy of a gentleman is to be worthy of the sky, and not to be ashamed of others. There are inherent shortcomings, and it is enough. Besides, if this is not the case, I am afraid that I will not be able to get your help, sir."
In fact, Yuan Xianger couldn't understand the "sage"-style ethics and morality of this era. For her, it was too pedantic and outdated. But I have to say that she can sincerely admire a person like Han Rui who has been kind and open-minded all his life.
Because of this, she only likes to live her own little life on weekdays, and she doesn't like to meddle in her own business. She also hopes that she can do more for this gentleman.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"If possible, there is a small matter..." Han Rui said softly, and said his last request.
"This is just a little effort, so feel free to leave it to me."
I don't know when the heavy snow stopped, I pushed open the window, the cold night in the deep mountains, the vast sky, and the stream of the Milky Way.
There was no sign of Han Rui in the house.
Back in the spiritual world with abundant spiritual power, Wu Yuan didn't know where to slip to play. Yuan Xianger sat alone by the window, looking at the starry sky and snow outside the house, she suddenly missed the white furry.
The wooden house here does not have a heated kang, and the window is opened again, and the cold air rolls in from the window along with the starlight.
Yuan Xianger couldn't help but think of the warmth and comfort of being buried in a big hairy tail in that tree hole in the same forest.
"Xiao Nan doesn't know what he's doing?" she thought.
Nan He squatted on the mat on the edge of the heated kang, looking at the starry sky outside the window.
The innate ability of the Sirius is to absorb the power of the stars. Tonight, after the snow, the sky is clear and the starry sky is exceptionally bright. But for some reason, he was always a little irritable in his heart, and he couldn't calm down.
He pulled out the triangular talisman under his body again, and stared at the red talisman on it carefully for a while. During this day, he didn't know how many times he repeatedly turned out this talisman. I want to inject a little spiritual power into it, but there seems to be nothing special to say.
Would you be laughed at for such a boring thing wasting a precious talisman that can only be used three times? Nan He stretched out his little white paw and fiddled with the triangle over and over.
The red rune on the talisman suddenly lit up, causing him to jump back in fright.
"Nanhe? Are you asleep?" A familiar voice came from the talisman.
Yuan Xianger was lying on the bed, the index and middle fingers of both hands together, holding the talisman in front of her eyes, infused with spiritual energy, and spoke to the lit rune.
After a long while, a low voice came from the rune, "Well, not yet."
Xiaonan is so indifferent, Yuan Xianger rolled on the bed for half a circle, am I disturbing others