coobybook Chapter 56 Qiu Rongmu looks like this! She picked up a unicorn and took it home!
Chapter 56 Qiu Rongmu looks like this! She picked up a unicorn and took it home!
Hearing that Little Sizi wanted to return to the 80s generation, the old immortal stroked his beard, squinted his eyes, and said mysteriously, "Little princess, if you really have this intention, I can provide you with some clues. Do you know the secret of antimatter and dark energy?"
"Antimatter and dark energy?!" Si Zi's eyes lit up. This was a new term, and she was secretly delighted. This old man from the Tang Dynasty must be a god! She seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
“That’s right, antimatter dark energy!” The old immortal nodded and continued, “However, this thing is not simple. We need to find the legendary ‘fixer’ and learn the ancient ‘fixation spell’.”
"A fixed spell? That sounds so high-tech!" Si Zi jumped up excitedly.
The old sage smiled slightly: "High-end is indeed high-end, but you must first pass the 'Antimatter Test,' which is no simple test. You must use an abacus to calculate all the prime numbers within a certain range without a mobile phone, computer, or internet access."
"Huh?!" Si Zi looked completely bewildered. "Does that mean I'm going to become the 'Abacus Princess'?! I'm already bad at math!"
“I was just kidding,” the old immortal continued, stroking his long white beard. “You also need to learn to ride horses, shoot arrows, and compose poems.”
"Horseback riding and archery? Reciting poems? Isn't this just an ancient version of 'survival challenge'?" Si Zi said with a bitter face, as if he could already see himself being jostled on horseback with arrows flying all around him.
The old immortal laughed heartily, wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes: "I was just teasing you, little princess. You only need to do nine good deeds anonymously!"
"Nine good things? What counts as good things? And the other person can't know?!" Si Zi sighed helplessly, as if she could already foresee herself becoming a "Saintly Princess." "Alright, alright, it seems I have to become a 'Saintly Princess' first. But, old immortal, could you give me a clue to the 'fixed spell' first?"
The old sage winked mysteriously: "The clue lies with the person you're looking for. With careful observation and your clever little brain, you might just find the 'fixed spell'!"
"The person I'm looking for?" Si Zi looked puzzled. Suddenly, she looked at the bewildered "Medicine-selling Pork Tenderloin Brother" next to her.
"Could it be him? But he just looks a lot like the young general Xu Shiji, it's not him!!" She muttered to herself, her eyes scanning the "medicine-selling pork tenderloin brother" like searchlights.
The old immortal smiled without saying a word, turned around and drifted away, leaving Sizi completely bewildered.
As darkness fell, and knowing that Xiao Sizi would have nowhere to go if she didn't return to the palace, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Brother who sells herbs, where do you live? Can you take me home?"
The "pork tenderloin brother selling medicine" looked bewildered, but still politely replied, "My home? Well, my home is that courtyard house sandwiched in the middle of that hill, but are you sure you want to come with me?"
The "pork tenderloin vendor," looking bewildered, still politely asked, "My home? Oh, it's on that hilltop, the courtyard house in the middle. But do you really want to come with me? Don't you have a home?"
Sizi shook his head.
It turns out that the "Medicine-Selling Pork Tenderloin Brother" is actually called "Medicine-Selling Pork Tenderloin Brother".
You heard right, this is the same courtyard house where the second little boy we visited earlier lives.
In the twilight of autumn, Qiu Rongmu was walking home with a little girl in her hand.
Because this little girl looked somewhat helpless, her eyes were filled with confusion, yet also seemed to hold a glimmer of hope...
Qiu Rongmu felt pity for the homeless little girl and decided to take her home.
Upon returning home, Qiu Rongmu's father, mother, and sister showed great kindness and warmth, taking in the unfamiliar little girl without hesitation and naming her Qiu Shizi (Autumn Persimmon).
In this new family, Shiko felt a long-lost warmth and love. She began to adapt to this new environment and slowly integrated into the family.
That being said, she occasionally had some little thoughts pop into her mind.
She imagined that in the early Tang Dynasty, the relationships between people might be as simple and comforting as her favorite bowl of clear soup noodles.
Children like her, who are easily blown away by the wind and end up in someone else's home, are usually adopted by kind-hearted people and become their precious little darlings.
She felt incredibly lucky; she had just escaped the "palace" and immediately encountered such a kind family.
What's even more amazing is that the second person to take her home was this same pork tenderloin guy. It's truly fate!
However, this pork tenderloin brother doesn't look like the kind of imposing young general at all. Instead, he's as honest and simple as a cartoon version of Runtu! This reminds Sizi of the image she read about in her elementary school Chinese textbook in a past life.
Wow, if I were reborn as a member of the post-80s generation, that would be a real miracle!
Si Zi started imagining that if I suddenly appeared in Qiu Rongmu's living room, their dog would probably think I came from "outer space" and bark incessantly!
Then, Qiu Rongmu's family might think I'm a lost "alien doll" and quickly give me a DNA test to see if I'm a baby from "Mars".
Next, I might be surrounded by a group of scientists in white coats, scanning me with all sorts of high-tech equipment, muttering, "How can this child maintain such a youthful appearance?"
Then, I might be sent to a place called the "Mysterious Children's Welfare Institute," where there are all sorts of tests, such as "What is your real age?" and "Can you tell which one is number one, Little Pork Tenderloin Brother, and which one is number two, Little Wooden Brother?"
At this moment, Qiu Rongmu's older sister said to Sizi, "Qiu Shizi, don't be shy. Just treat this as your own home. From now on, you'll be responsible for setting the table before meals and washing the dishes after meals. That will be your contribution to our family!"
Mu Gege's parents quickly said, "No, no, this child is still so young, his little hands are so soft and smooth, we can't bear to use them!"
Sizi felt that this older sister really didn't treat her like an outsider, but then she thought that she was really lucky to be able to stay by the side of such a handsome and good-looking pork tenderloin brother!
So she replied to her sister, "Okay!! Sister, I will definitely cherish this happiness and strive to become a master at washing dishes! I'll make this family even better because of me!!!"
Grandpa and Grandma's laughter was like a fireworks display in spring, and Little Sizi was the match, blasting joy throughout the house!
The smiles of this family, illuminated by candlelight, could easily act as exorcists, chasing away all unhappiness and bathing the entire courtyard in a space of happiness.
Qiu Rongmu is practically a warm-hearted version of Superman, giving up his bed for the little angel—Sizi.
His handsome back, under the dim light, resembled a sturdy castle, protecting the little one who needed warmth and security.
He left the door to the guest room wide open, as if his protective aura could penetrate the corridor.
He worried that the quiet of the night would frighten Sizi, and that the shadows in the darkness and the little monsters in her dreams would scare her.
He wanted to make sure he could hear her call at any time and rush to her side like the Flash, giving her the strongest protection.
Si Zi was deeply moved, but she noticed something strange: her elder sister Qiu Yin always maintained a slight distance from her younger brother Qiu Rong Mu.
It's as if Qiu Yin's care and love for her younger brother is merely fulfilling a responsibility and obligation, but in front of her parents, her concern for her brother is absolutely meticulous... How strange!