I'm Xianzun's little cat

Chapter 102 Home is where there is family
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she has already planned to invite Mr. Su to their house for the festival. Mr. Su has saved Tiedan several times, and I believe his mother will not refuse.

She even thought about what dishes to cook. Mr. Su likes light food, but rice balls like hot and sour food, and she has to take into account the tastes of her mother and younger brother. It took her a lot of thought to compose the menu.

But today, she can only look up at the moonlight through the palm-sized hole in a dark cellar. She doesn't know if her mother and younger brother are worried about her, or if Mr. Su has ever looked for her.

Thinking of this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Chunhua's mouth, what was she thinking?The person he cared about was always her, not Mr. Su, so how could he come to find him.

These are not important now, the important thing is how to live.While thinking, Chunhua looked for a more comfortable posture.

The cellar is full of sundries, her body is already fragile, almost no place is pain-free, she searched for a long time before finding a slightly more comfortable position, the only glimmer of moonlight was completely blocked, allowing her The body and the night are completely integrated.

Su Zhanyu made a whole fish feast for rice balls today, fish head tofu soup, crispy fish fillets, celery fish ball soup, hibiscus fish brains, spicy small dried fish...

The variety is rich, the color is delicious, it can be said that he has shown his housekeeping skills, but today's rice balls are not so impressive, because her attention is completely taken away by the bottle of green plum wine on the table, and unfortunately , her alcohol capacity is quite poor.

It was the first time to drink something like wine, and the rice ball couldn't control the amount at all. After a few cups, it was already dizzy, but it was addicted to the aroma of green plum wine, and refused to let go of the jug.

Even though those eyes are still so clear, Su Zhanyu can see the drunkenness in her eyes. Today is a special day, Su Zhanyu doesn't want to discipline her, but he doesn't want her to drink too much and hurt her body.

Reaching for the flagon, Fantuan swayed to the other side with the flagon in his arms. Seeing that his head was about to hit the table, he finally took a step forward with his dull feet, barely stabilizing his figure.

Su Zhanyu wanted to laugh, but there was a burst of sourness in his roar, which almost dazzled him.

"Ayu, why don't you go back to Zhangjiacun?" Fantuan half-closed her eyes and tilted her head to put her head on the flagon, with half of her body weight on the flagon. Su Zhanyu was afraid that the flagon wouldn't be able to support her. Body, stretch out two fingers against the other side of the jug.

Fantuan's voice became intermittent, obviously because of the drunkenness, Su Zhanyu carefully wrote down every single word, and managed to string together a complete sentence.

"Isn't that your home?"

Seeing Fantuan's body completely limp and sliding down the jug, Su Zhanyu reached out to take her, but did not hug her directly as usual.

He lowered his head and put his own head against Fantuan's body, feeling her soft body gently rising and falling with her breathing, the fluctuations in his heart gradually calmed down, leaving only warmth.

"Fool, home is where there is family."

Dao Yun sat in front of the portrait of his master, just like every festival before, drinking and talking with the master.

He is an orphan, the master picked him up and accepted him as a disciple.The master's talent is good, and she broke through the sixth level of Tianzi before she was [-], and it was a breakthrough in full cultivation, so her appearance has always been fixed in her youthful appearance.

He still remembered that he called her elder sister when he saw her for the first time, but she said that she was older than his grandma, and he didn't have grandma, even if he did, he wouldn't believe it.Then, she brought him to Qingyun Mountain.

Dao Yun filled the wine glass in front of him, and poured it slowly on the floor in front of the portrait, with a heavy and nostalgic voice: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely make Qingyun Mountain the top sect in this continent."

The woman in the portrait has not changed in any way, but Dao Yun's eyes are already wet.

(End of this chapter)