Song Yu was always a fairy who kept his word. He promised Bihua Lingjun that he would take good care of the tiger, and he really started to take good care of it. WWw、qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo、COm He first spread bedding on a soft couch to make a nice nest for Bihua Lingjun's little sweetheart, and then found a wooden barrel to give the little tiger a bath, and then prepared the towel for wiping the tiger's fur and the comb for combing the tiger's fur.
When everything was ready, Song Yu returned to the room, only to see Yuan Wen snuggling in Heng Wen's arms, with Heng Wen holding a jade bowl and feeding it water.
Song Yu suddenly felt that there was a little difference between the little tiger lying in Heng Wen's arms and lying in his arms just now.
The furry head kept rubbing against Hengwen's chest, and its tongue licked Hengwen's hand several times. When Hengwen put the bowl down, the little tiger propped itself up, and with a click, licked Hengwen's lips with the tip of its tongue.
Song Yao's eyes couldn't help but straighten up. After the little tiger finished licking, it rubbed Heng Wen's chest again and again, and its front paws seemed to gradually reach into Heng Wen's collar.
Song Yao strode forward, grabbed Yuan Yao's hair by the back of his neck, and pulled him out of Heng Wen's arms. Heng Wen smiled at him and said, "You are quite quick. You have prepared everything."
Song Yu held Yuan Wen and frowned, saying, "It's ready." He held Yuan Wen in his arms, walked to the soft couch in the next room, and put him on the couch: "This is your nest."
The little tiger seemed to notice that he had a bad expression on his face. He raised his head innocently with a hint of grievance in his eyes. He snorted softly, lowered his head to sniff the quilt, and lay down, as if he secretly glanced at Song Yao's expression, then quickly lowered his head and curled up tighter.
Heng Wen had been following Song Yaosheng. Seeing this, he said, "Why did you look so gloomy for no reason? It looks like you scared it."
The yellow-haired ball on the soft couch curled up again and hummed softly.
Song Yao looked at its appearance and suddenly felt a little dirty. What could a tiger cub who was just born not long ago think? He laughed awkwardly and said, "Nothing, I might have been a little anxious to prepare things just now, haha." He reached out and hugged Yuan Qiong, "Come, dear, Uncle Song will take you to take a bath."
The little tiger shrank back, turned away, and didn't look at him. Heng Wen said, "You just scared it, and it holds a grudge. I'll take it to wash."
As expected, Yuan Wen obediently allowed Heng Wen to pick her up, curled up in Heng Wen's arms, whimpered twice in grievance, and rubbed her head against Heng Wen's chest several times.
Song Yu followed Hengwen closely. Hengwen carried Yuan Wen to the backyard. Song Yu had prepared clean water in a wooden barrel. Yuan Wen soaked in the water. Song Yu stood beside Hengwen, holding the clean water and handing him a comb and towel. Hengwen gave the little tiger a bath, dried its fur, and combed its fur with a comb. Yuan Wen squinted his eyes from beginning to end, enjoying it very much.
Yuan Wen was obsessed with Heng Wen Qingjun for the whole day. When it was time to go to bed, Song Yu grabbed Yuan Wen's neck hair and carried him to the nest, returned to the bedroom, and locked the door. Heng Wen was half lying on the bed, and Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed: "It is said that raising this tiger is not troublesome, but today is still quite troublesome. It's hard for Bihua to have the energy. You think he has a whole mansion of spiritual beasts. How does he spend his days?"
Heng Wen said, "He likes it, so he doesn't think it's a big deal." He tapped his forehead with a folding fan in his hand, "Song Yao, do you see anything unusual about this tiger that was hatched from the Ruyi egg?"
Song Yao curled his lips and said, "No, its fur is just like that of an ordinary tiger, and its spiritual energy is ordinary. Maybe it looks precious because it was hatched from a wishful egg."
Heng Wen tapped his forehead with his folding fan again, yawned and said, "Maybe."
The next day, Song Yu got up and took a bowl of water to feed Yuan Wen. Yuan Wen did not shrink into a ball when he saw him like he did yesterday. Song Yu put the bowl next to his mouth and he lowered his head to drink a few sips. After Song Yu fed him, he took the empty bowl to the small hall. Heng Wen was drinking tea in the hall. Song Yu put the empty bowl on the table and sat next to Heng Wen. He took a teacup from the table. Heng Wen picked up the teapot and filled it with tea for him. Song Yu smiled and said, "I just fed the tiger. You don't have to worry about it. I have to say that Bihua is really good at raising spirit beasts. This tiger cub drinks water very politely." He took a sip of tea and said, "But it is a tiger after all. Can it be full by drinking only water? Otherwise, I will give it something else to try?"
Hengwen held up the teacup and said, "You better save your energy. If it gets sick from eating something else, Bihua will definitely come after you."
Song Yu touched his nose and said, "That's right." He threw the idea out of his mind.
In the morning, Song Yu and Heng Wen played chess in the courtyard. Song Yu now planted fruit trees all over this isolated island. The fruit trees were all fairy trees from the Heavenly Palace. They were blooming brilliantly here and bearing fruit there. Song Yu washed a plate of freshly picked apricots and placed them next to the chessboard as a bet. Whoever won a game could eat one. This kind of apricot is bigger than ordinary apricots, with an attractive fragrance and thick flesh. The apricot tree that bears apricots was given by the Miaofa Venerable under the seat of the Western Tathagata. It was originally only found in the Western Paradise. It is also rare to see in the Heavenly Palace. After playing chess for half a day, Heng Wen ate half of the apricots, and Song Yu didn't even get to eat a bite of the skin. After another game, Song Yu threw down the chess piece in his hand and said, "You're not going well today." Heng Wen picked up an apricot from the plate and said, "Alas, I've been hoping that you'll be able to have some good luck someday. After all these years, you haven't made any progress at all." Yuan Yu lay beside Heng Wen and turned over lazily.
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Song Yu went out to open the door. It turned out that the niece of the Dragon King of the East China Sea was getting married in a few days, and the Dragon Prince came to deliver the wedding invitation in person. Song Yu and Heng Wen chatted with the Dragon Prince in the hall for a few words. After the Dragon Prince said goodbye and left, Song Yu and Heng Wen returned to the courtyard. Song Yu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's kill another plate. I don't believe I can't eat an apricot today." Heng Wen smiled and said, "It's up to you." Then he sat down at the stone table. Song Yu suddenly said, "Hey, why is there one less apricot on the plate?"
Heng Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "I guess you even counted the apricots on this plate."
Song Yu said, "Of course, I washed twelve. You and I played six games of chess, so there should be six apricots left in the plate. How come there are only five left now?" He stood up and looked at Yuan Yu, who was sleeping soundly on the stone bench next to Heng Wen. "Could it have secretly eaten one?"
Hengwen asked, "It? Have you ever seen a tiger chewing an apricot?"
Song Yu frowned and said, "Otherwise, how could one be missing for no reason." He picked up Heng Wen's folding fan and moved the apricot kernel in front of him. "Look, this apricot kernel is eaten particularly cleanly, different from the others you ate. It must have been eaten secretly." He glanced at Heng Wen's side and saw the little tiger lying on its side, as if it was sleeping soundly and didn't hear anything.
Heng Wen said slowly, "Maybe you and I played seven games of chess and you got the number wrong. I have never heard of a tiger eating apricots." He picked up a white piece and spun it between his fingers. "I'm giving you three pieces in this game. If you can't win, don't blame me for eating all the apricots."
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