Grumpy Cat's Way Home

Seeing that Song Xi was alone in the yard, and even the cat had disappeared, Fliggy was satisfied to update a few more chapters.

The days have returned to the time when the waves were calm.

Apart from doing laundry and cooking three meals a day, Song Xi also meditates and exercises.

The time to meditate and practice is only from night to early morning.

Occasionally, she deliberately continued to practice for a few days without eating or drinking, and Feizhu didn't bother her, and solved basic living problems such as eating by herself.

In addition to daily coding, Feizhu grows vegetables, flowers and grass, and occasionally wanders in the valley and swims in the pool.

Occasionally, the two of them went climbing, picking fruits, and even went to pick watermelons again. This time, since there were a few valuable ginseng in their pockets, Song Xi let go of the other watermelons.

The main reason is that it's night over there now, and I don't plan to disturb the fox this time, so I have to give up.

While picking watermelons, Fei Zhu remembered what the fox said about Song Xi teasing the snake, so he asked her what was going on.

After she said the whole thing, Feizhu sighed with emotion: The fox is right, no one can please you if your brain is online.

The content of the chat changed from the old snake to the old monkey, and Fliggy asked the doubt in his heart: what happened to the presidential suite?
So he inferred the fragmented information about the conversation between the two elder sisters and the fox on the way here to Song Xi and Lao Hou.

"The imagination of those of you who write novels is not built, this can accurately locate me." Song Xi said positively and secretly.

"Creative people are not a little crazy, how can they be creative." Fliggy first slandered himself.

"Then I am sharing a room with you in a resort in the Maldives now."

That's really what it means, Fliggy is speechless.

"Why do you say you have so many handsome guys in your secret realm? Although I said before that you can have as many handsome guys as you want, you are too honest." You can't finish it, you can't do it at all.

"It wasn't arranged by me, as you have seen, there are only a few sentences about cultivation, which is a bit weird." Feizhu hurriedly clarified.

The two analyzed it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and finally concluded: the way of heaven has its own laws, and they just happened by chance.

So when the two returned home, they saw another handsome guy at the door.

Not only did the two not resist, but they also looked forward to it.

"I heard that you are very strong, I want to meet you for a while." The unruly young man said to Song Xi with a raised face.

"Oh? How do you know how to do it, Wen Dou or Wu Dou?" Wen Dou will go to Flying Pig, and Wu Dou will go on by myself, Song Xi thought to himself.

"That's so much nonsense." The boy came towards the facade with a punch.

Song Xi stepped back to the grass a hundred meters away from the small bamboo building, and after a while, she walked leisurely by herself.

The boy was still punching and kicking the air, cursing and swearing.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" Flying Pig asked.

"It's boring, stop it." Song Xi picked two cucumbers as he passed the vegetable garden, washed them in the stream next to them, handed one to the flying pig, and gnawed on it.

"Why is he still fighting?" Feizhu was curious.

"you guess."

"Did you cast an illusion on him?" Flying Pig remembered the snake.

"Human food addiction is still big, who has nothing to play with him."

Flying Pig watched the fierce punch and kick, and he might not be able to withstand the kick.

"In your eyes, how does he cook?" Fliggy was curious.

"Come on, look at me." Song Xi punched lightly, at one-tenth of the normal speed; the strength was like cotton slipping across the face.

"Is this his movement in your eyes? It's really boring."

"A real master knows the depth of the opponent with one move. Look at the tiger. If you don't do useless work, what's wrong with saving that energy."

"You're still young, you'll be fine after a few beatings from the society." Feizhu said to Song Xi, looking at the boy who had fallen and got up again.

"I don't know how he will feel when he knows that the person he has been fighting for a long time is actually his imaginary enemy."

"I'll find out soon." Song Xi finished eating a cucumber and took out another bag of melon seeds.I also went to move two chairs, and the two of them sat and watched.

From the very beginning, the boy was cursing in a high-spirited tone—look at me beating you to your knees and calling you daddy;

To the later depression - why can't I beat you no matter what;
Then to anger—you people, you were born to be blessed by God;

Then to despair - I'm just as small as an ant;

Accept at the end—so what, so be it.

The illusion was broken, and the eyes of the young man with scratches all over his body and messy hair gradually cleared up. He saw two people sitting in front of the small bamboo building, each holding a cup of tea.

The girl even raised another teacup, "You're thirsty, come and have a drink."

The boy couldn't control it anymore, and ran away in tears.

"Murder and murder." Flying Pig sighed.

"He came to provoke me first." Song Xi drank the boy's cup in one gulp.

"Who hasn't lived in high spirits when he was a teenager, joy makes people live alive."

"It's conceivable that if someone marries you in the future, if he wants to have an extramarital affair, you will definitely let him get what he wants in his dreams, and it will all come to nothing in the end."

"Why give up this idea, wouldn't it be easier to jump directly to the empty game?" Song Xi asked. She remembered that she used to enroll her children in classes, and they still introduced her advantages there. She said directly: "Why don't we just drag it to the end?" , how much money, everyone is very busy."

"This is where you are more angry." Fliggy summed up brilliantly.

At night, after Song Xi finished meditating, he thought of the boy in the daytime, his former self, and his former leader.

"Xiao Song, walk slowly, there is no luck for those who are in a hurry."

Just like this young man, I couldn't understand his painstaking efforts at all, and thought that he was just trying to laugh at me.

Just like the boy, she could have knocked him down with a punch and drove him away, so there was no need to play so many scenes with him.

And the leader can simply change someone else instead of teaching her such a strong subordinate. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the time, only her own black and white can lead to so many ups and downs in life.

The days were quiet again, and the boy came here a few times later.

It seems that he has realized something, but his mind has become calmer, but his ambition has not faded.

Song Xi himself lacked combat experience, so he practiced with the opponent to be familiar with the operation, and by the way, pointed out the areas that the young man needed to strengthen or avoid.

The teenager asked: Why didn't it be like this from the beginning?

Song Xi said: Can you listen to what I said at the beginning?
Song Xi is like looking at a mirror, seeing many similarities in himself from the other party.

The hostility in my heart seems to have dissipated, and the angles of seeing people and things are more diversified.

The weather is gradually cooling down, and the corn grown by Feizhu is ripe.

Song Xi broke a few and prepared to roast them for dinner.

She broke it as she walked, and a figure behind the densely packed corn stalks was also breaking the corn.

Song Xi wondered if it was Feizhu who also wanted to go with her, and wanted to eat barbecue.

He sneaked around behind him, ready to startle him.

Jumping out from among the layers of corn leaves, he patted the opponent on the shoulder.

"what!"

The other party was shocked.

No, it doesn't feel right, Song Xi felt the fluffy touch coming from his hand.