Fang Zhenshan called her from behind: "We don't have anything at home, what are you going to cook? Lao Wang's family caught fish today, I'm going to buy two fish and bring them back!"
"I'm afraid just buying fish won't be enough. I'll go to Aunt Zhang's house to catch some chickens and ducks." He added hurriedly.
Shen Qingqing wanted to say "No thanks", but failed to find a chance to interrupt. The old couple had already run away in a hurry.
Only Meng Yuan, Shen Qingqing, and four kids were left in the courtyard.
Meng Qifeng is taller than he was just after the New Year, but his face is still very dark, especially when he smiles and shows his big white teeth, he has the simple image of an old rural cadre.
Shen Qingqing teased him: "Don't bask in the sun less in the future. If it continues to get dark like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a wife when I grow up."
Meng Qifeng blushed and replied in a low voice: "Then I won't get married. It would be nice to play with Da Zhuang and the others."
Shen Qingqing laughed, pulled out a red cherry gun from the box, and threw it to him, "Then, show your parents the results of your training."
Meng Qifeng replied with a loud and dignified yes, then he gripped the handle of the gun tightly and started to dance. The little boy was not tall, but his moves were extremely upright, and he danced the red cherry gun with great force.
Meng Yuan stepped forward and exchanged two blows with him. The father and son used a sword and a spear. The cold rays of light mingled with each other, causing the grass and leaves in the courtyard to fly and the dust to spread.
Shen Qingqing quickly covered the steaming bowl of noodles and shouted to stop them: "That's it, I still want to eat!"
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As he spoke, he turned around and took out a brand new set of bows and arrows and handed them to him, "Your mother and I brought you a gift. Try it and see if it goes well with you."
Meng Qifeng held the exquisitely crafted long bow with both hands, his face flushed with excitement, "I will practice hard and never let down my parents' expectations!"
"A good boy, he is ambitious." Meng Yuan praised him with a smile.
Over there, Meng Qiyu saw that her eldest brother had received the gift, and was unhappy. Her eyes rolled around, "Mom and dad, where is mine?"
"You have it too." Meng Yuan handed the Four Treasures of the Study that he had prepared in front of him, "How do you like it? Do you like it?"
Meng Qiyu glanced at it, not even bothering to lift his arms, obviously not very satisfied with this gift.
Shen Qingqing held her chopsticks and looked at Meng Yuan with a smile, "How about it? I told you that Yu'er wouldn't like the gift you picked, but you still don't believe it."
Meng Yuan touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, put the tray containing pens and ink on the table, and acted like a rogue: "If you don't like it, you should keep it. A scholar should behave like a scholar."
Meng Qiyu curled her lips and tugged on Shen Qingqing's sleeve pitifully, "Mother, can you give me a gift in exchange?"
Shen Qingqing couldn't help laughing: "Of course, there is something you like in the big box in the main room, go find it yourself."
With the backstage support, Meng Qiyu instantly felt confident. With her chest straightened out and her hands behind her back, she looked at Meng Yuan proudly and swaggered into the main room.
"Who did this kid learn from?" Meng Yuan lowered his head and smiled.
Both cubs got gifts, and the remaining one was still sitting calmly on the swing spinning. Finally, Meng Qixue couldn't hold it in and spoke first, "Sister, don't you want a gift?"
"Just so so." Meng Qi replied calmly, but his eyes were firmly locked on Shen Qingqing, without even blinking.
Shen Qingqing was accustomed to her duplicitous behavior. She took a slow sip of the noodle soup, and when she raised her head again, an orange-yellow fur dumpling popped out at her feet.
Meng Qiyun's eyes suddenly straightened.
Shen Qingqing pretended not to see it and gestured to Mao Tuanzi, "Da Ju, come here and show everyone how to lift the tiles from the house."
Daju let out a "meow" and jumped up to the roof with a flexible bounce. He bared his little fangs to pick up the tile. However, the tile was too strong and he couldn't pick it up for a long time. He had to turn around and ask Shen Qingqing for help.
Shen Qingqing covered her face in misery, "You'd better come down first..." She failed to pretend to be sexy and was a little embarrassed.
However, the effect was still there. Meng Qiyun had already jumped off the swing, staring at Daju with bright eyes and asked: "Mom, is this a mythical beast? A mythical beast like Lazy Ball?"
"What's your look! He's just a big fat cat, does he deserve to be compared with this beast?" Lazy Ball retorted dissatisfied.
"But I don't think it's like an ordinary cat." Meng Qiyun swallowed, his palms sweating with excitement.
"Meow, meow, meow!" Daju seemed to have met a close friend, swooping into Meng Qiyun's arms, and his furry tail kept swiping at her face like a cattail leaf fan.
Meng Qiyun stiffened, not daring to move. He moved his lips slightly and asked Shen Qingqing: "Mom, what on earth is it?"
"A spiritual beast in the form of an orange cat. It can be used as a mount or as your helper."
Meng Qiyun's eyes lit up instantly, "Then can it take me flying?"
"It's hard to say. It was injured when I caught it last time. I don't know if it has recovered now." Shen Qingqing took out Zhang Yushou's talisman and said, "Let's try it."
After saying that, he folded the talisman in half and sent it out with a flick of his fingertips.
The golden light poured down from the talisman, flowing into the large orange and sapphire blue pupils like a gurgling stream. Its ears, tail, and all the hair on its body stood up instantly, like a round hedgehog ball.
Meng Qiyun was startled. As soon as she closed her eyes and opened them again, Daju had escaped from her arms and jumped into the open space in the courtyard. Her size had also expanded dozens of times, from a slightly rounded orange cat to a full-bodied orange cat.
A majestic big tiger.
"Wow!"
There were several exclamations in the courtyard, and Meng Qiyun was so shocked that he could not close his mouth. He stuttered to express his inner shock: "He is so awesome, he is so awesome! Mom, I can..."
"Oh my God! Where did the tiger come from?!"
Another exclamation perfectly overlapped with Meng Qiyun's voice.
He held the chicken in his left hand and the duck in his right hand, and sat on his butt at the door of the courtyard. The chicken and duck took the opportunity to escape and flew into the courtyard with flapping wings.
The moment he saw the big rooster with a sharp beak, Daju changed his majestic posture and fled around meowing and howling. The originally empty yard was instantly filled with the sounds of cats, chickens and ducks.
The people of the He family were all dumbfounded, staring at the chaotic scene in the courtyard. After a long while, they looked at Shen Qingqing blankly: "Qingqing, what's going on? The ghost can no longer satisfy you, and it has begun to bring evil into the home.
Is it a wild beast?"
Shen Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, "That's a cat, it's a cat!"
He looked at Daju's huge size and couldn't believe it, "It sounds like a cat, but it doesn't look like it..." Whose cat can grow so big?
Meng Qiyun interrupted their conversation anxiously: "Save Da Ju first, he is going to be scared to death!"
"Catch the chicken first! It's afraid of chickens!" Shen Qingqing gave the order, rolled up her sleeves and rushed into the "battlefield".
"I want to catch the duck too, and I want to use it to make soup!" He followed closely, scratching his throat. This chapter has been completed!