Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Tangyuan
Gu Chi eyed his mischievously smiling sister, then looked at the chickens and ducks inside the fence.
"I want to go to the flower field to paint."
He glanced at the sky.
"I can finish painting just in time for dinner."
The family they were helping had already finished harvesting the rice, so this afternoon was free for other activities.
Like Gu Peihai, who just wanted to sleep. Gu Wangchao was inspired and was writing lyrics, while he planned to paint the rural scenery of Xishui Village.
"Collecting eggs is really quick, it won’t take long."
Tuanzi mimicked the sales pitch of someone selling sweets in a store before, "One of the can’t-miss activities of a rural trip."
Her little expression was particularly lively.
"Come and try, everyone who has tried it says it’s good."
Gu Chi wasn’t fooled by this clumsy sales pitch, but seeing his sister rack her brain to be mischievous was a delightful experience.
After enjoying the show, he leisurely said, "Actually, this time I want to paint people, but unfortunately I can’t find a model."
Tuanzi’s eyes brightened.
"Miaomiao can be your model!"
She urged, "Miaomiao can be your model, and you collect the eggs for dinner, how about it?"
Gu Chi hesitated, "But sometimes I paint for a long time, you might get impatient."
"I won’t, I won’t."
Tuanzi raised her chubby hand and swore, "Miaomiao will be very patient, very cooperative, won’t get angry, and won’t sneak away!"
With the promise this far, Gu Chi smiled, put down the drawing board, and rolled up his sleeves, "Then I’ll give it a try."
He didn’t think he wouldn’t be able to get a few eggs or duck eggs. However, he also knew his sister was highly skilled in martial arts, having once used candy in the desert to defeat a kidnapper who tried to escape.
If, later, when he entered, his sister threw a stone to provoke a hen and the hen attacked him, that wouldn’t be good.
He laughed, "Miaomiao, why don’t you go get a basket, there are too many chicken and duck eggs, I can’t hold them with just two hands."
That made sense, Tuanzi nodded her head in agreement, and slowly walked toward the door, occasionally glancing back.
[Wow, Miaomiao cares about her brother, worried he’d be attacked?]
[...The person above must have just entered the live stream. Miaomiao gets along well with other brothers, but with Gu Chi, well, they dig traps for each other]
[Miaomiao is disappointed she won’t see Gu Chi being chased by chickens and ducks]
[Don’t say that, I think Gu Chi should be able to get the eggs quickly]
Once inside the house, Tuanzi quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbed a small bamboo basket at random, and dashed out again.
The sounds of chickens clucking and ducks quacking came.
She looked closely and saw Gu Chi standing inside the fence, a bunch of chickens and ducks flapping their wings, with even one trying to peck him.
"Hahaha!"
She laughed heartily, mirroring the earlier mockery they received from Gu Peihai.
[Ancient Martial System: Laugh all you want, but if he gets pecked and hurt, you’ll feel sorry for him]
Tuanzi mumbled, "I’ll just laugh a little, then go rescue him right away."
She just wanted to see Gu Chi’s embarrassed look, not always carrying a smile mask, not really wanting him hurt.
"Gu Chi brother, hold on, Miaomiao is coming!"
She pushed off the ground with one foot, flew directly to the top of the fence, flicked it once, jumped into the center of tussle, grabbed Gu Chi’s collar, and pulled him out.
"Thunk!"
She heard a strange sound but didn’t think much of it, only after putting Gu Chi down did she land herself.
Upon landing, she saw Gu Chi bending over to rub his leg.
"What’s wrong?"
Tuanzi tilted her head and looked at him, "Got pecked?"
Gu Chi glanced at her, "Bumped into the fence."
Tuanzi: "Huh?"
Gu Chi looked at her short legs.
Tuanzi lowered her head to look at her short legs, suddenly realizing that her comfortable flying height wasn’t very tall for adults. If she had flown over with an adult by tugging their collar, um, the image seemed rather odd.
The comment section was full of ’hahaha.’
Knowing she was at fault, Tuanzi hurriedly picked up the discarded basket, "I’ll go collect the eggs, you wait here."
Gu Chi rubbed his chin, even forgetting his self-reference, probably really panicked.
As they say, children often have cognitive issues, so they always self-reference. He remembered how he often said ’Little Chi dislikes this’ ’Little Chi won’t play with you, you’re bad’ back in the day.
Because others called him Little Chi, he also self-referred as Little Chi, only recognizing the name ’Little Chi.’ After a period of learning, he came to understand ’I’ represents oneself, accepted ’I’ as Little Chi.
The handsome young man stood smiling in the sunlight.
When Tuanzi came back holding chicken eggs, she saw his gentle smile, subconsciously smiled, but soon became alert.
Was her black-bellied cousin plotting something again?
"Who are you?" Gu Chi suddenly asked.
Tuanzi blinked, "I’m Miaomiao!"
Her cousin forgot so soon, did he have a brain malfunction?
Gu Chi: "Then who is Miaomiao?"
Tuanzi tilted her head, "Miaomiao is Miaomiao! Gu Chi brother, did your brain get pecked badly just now?"
[Ancient Martial System: You should have answered, Miaomiao is me, and I am Miaomiao.]
Her little face immediately wrinkled.
"Miaomiao is Miaomiao, the little heroine with extraordinary martial arts!"
Gu Chi chuckled lightly.
Tuanzi looked at him warily.
Gu Chi didn’t tease her anymore but thought in the future he could occasionally tease her about this cognitive issue. When she grows up a bit, she probably won’t self-reference as Miaomiao, then it wouldn’t be fun.
After washing their hands, the siblings went to the flower field.
Gu Chi set up the drawing board and prepared the paints.
Tuanzi watched eagerly, as it was her first time being the model.
"Where should Miaomiao stand?"
"Hmm, let me think."
The young painter directed.
"You stand in the middle of that little path, yes, on the path among the flower field."
Tuanzi obediently stood there, her dark shining eyes fixed on him.
"Raise your hands and hold your face."
Tuanzi cupped her little face, giving it a few squeezes as well.
"This pose isn’t dynamic enough," Tuanzi protested, "Miaomiao wants to fly."
"Could you stay suspended in the air for a long time?"
Gu Chi smiled, "I’ll paint for a long time, can you stay motionless for that long?"
Tuanzi was dumbfounded.
Qinggong generally requires leverage, and the strength of Inner Strength determines the number of times one can leverage and the time spent flying.
Even though she was impressive, she needed a leverage point!
Tuanzi groaned, not willing to admit she couldn’t stay in mid-air permanently.
Frustrated, she raised her hand, cupped her little face, and squeezed vigorously, her soft cheeks nearly bulging out from her fingers.
Gu Chi began to paint.
Tuanzi watched him, thinking, honestly, Gu Chi brother looked quite handsome when he was focused. Actually, normally, he was really gentle, but sometimes he was quite naughty.
[Miaomiao: Squinting-eye belly is all black]
[Ancient Martial System: Don’t you often smile with squinted eyes too?]
[Miaomiao: Miaomiao is different, Miaomiao is all white]
[Ancient Martial System: White outside, black inside]
Tuanzi was stunned.
[Miaomiao: Isn’t that like a dumpling? Miaomiao isn’t a dumpling, dumplings are round and chubby]
The system glanced at her white chubby little face and recalled the pranks she occasionally pulled, thinking, if you’re not a dumpling, who is?