The pear tree on the wall is snowy and delicate

Chapter 333: Reminiscence of the Past
Lingxiang's impression of her mother, after much thought, was that she was not really a gentle woman.

Take the example of making fire and cooking on a daily basis. For ordinary people, they have to go through several steps, such as starting the fire, lighting the fire, lighting the stove, and blowing the fire. But Tu Mi is different. She just makes a fire and cooks. How can it be as difficult as refining the elixir?
In the eyes of Fairy Tu Mi, lighting the stove and lighting the alchemy furnace were the same, it was just about sending the fire into the furnace, so she naturally made a fire gesture towards the furnace mouth. This fire gesture was not important, and the whole kitchen was on fire in an instant.

How can an ordinary earthen stove compare to an alchemy furnace?

Generally, the furnace that can make elixirs has some spirituality, and the furnace needs to be fed with fire and spirituality for a long time before it can be used to make elixirs, so that it can withstand the fire magic. But the earthen stove is just a stove made of ordinary earth and stones, how can it withstand the magic of the fairy Tumi?
Besides, Fairy Tumi is used to refining elixirs and casting spells on a daily basis. How can she control the situation when suddenly lighting a fire and cooking?

Therefore, in Lingxiang's memory, every time her mother cooked, she would most likely burn half of the Xianyunju soup. Even if there were one or two times when there was still some, it was the stove that was lit by her father himself.

It is precisely for this reason that, after several years, the houses in Xianyunju still look very new.

However, even without her mother's help, the food she cooked was still not very good. Therefore, Lingxiang had mostly eaten food from Youyuan Palace since she was a child.

However, Fairy Tumei obviously did not have a clear understanding of her own cooking skills. Whenever she had free time, she would happily run to the kitchen, and would never tire of thinking of ways to cook some incredible things.

Faced with such food, Lingxiang could fool people when she was just learning to speak, but after half a year, whenever she saw Fairy Tumi serving something, little Lingxiang would cry and refuse to eat.

Fairy Tumi was naturally unconvinced and bluntly said that ordinary stoves were unusable. She even wanted to use the Linglong Treasure Cauldron to cook meals. Fortunately, the headmaster Lingxiao discovered it in time and saved Linglong from danger.

The head teacher Ling Xiao was also scared. If he really let Fairy Tumi start cooking, who knows what would happen!

What's more, there is also the need to wash and dress up.

Lingxiang only remembered one time when her mother excitedly brought up a wooden box from the foot of the mountain. She said mysteriously that it was full of treasures, and then she left Lingxiang outside the house and let her play by herself.

At that time, Lingxiang had just learned to walk and was at an age of curiosity. She was playing in the yard, babbling, but soon she felt bored. Seeing that the yard door was not closed, she ran out excitedly.

At that time, the rocks on Qingwei Peak were very sharp, and outside the gate of Xianyunju were steep stone steps, and on the side was a thousand-foot cliff. If Xiao Lingxiang was not careful, she would die.

It just so happened that the headmaster Ling Xiao had just returned from school and saw the toddler Xiao Lingxiang about to step down the stone steps. He was so frightened that he used the seventh level of the Cloud Steps technique in succession, and finally he caught the Xiao Lingxiang who was about to fall headfirst.

Headmaster Ling Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and carried the overjoyed Xiao Lingxiang into the yard, but was shocked by what happened next.

It is said that when Fairy Tumi heard the noise in the house, she rushed out and saw the father and daughter entering the yard. But when the father and daughter saw her, their faces changed again and again.

The reason why the father and daughter were like this was because they met the Fairy Tumi.

It turned out that the wooden box that Fairy Tumi brought back was the makeup box she won by gambling from Shaoyin Pavilion at the foot of the mountain. Just by hearing the name, you can know what kind of place Shaoyin Pavilion is.

Fairy Tumei had never dressed up before, but for some reason, she suddenly felt like trying it. This attempt was a failure, and she ended up with a gaudy look on her face.

Looking at the Fairy Tumei, whose expression was more colorful than that of a dyeing factory, Sect Leader Ling Xiao didn't know whether he should laugh or not, and his handsome face turned red.

Compared to her father, Lingxiang was not so calm. First, her smile froze, then her mouth became round with shock, and then she started to cry, and finally she burst into tears, crying and burrowing into her father's arms, shouting, "Monster! Monster!"

There were so many ridiculous things that Fairy Tumei did that were too numerous to mention, but no matter how ridiculous she was, Lingxiang never thought that her mother was bad. When Lingxiang grew up, somehow, her father came home less and less often, and he could only see her four or five days a month at most. But this became what Lingxiang looked forward to, and she would always bend her chubby little fingers, looking forward to her father's arrival.

Time flies by like dust, and the days pass by one by one.

Lingxiang vaguely remembers the last time she saw her father. At that time, her mother was combing his hair and whispering to Lingxiang while combing.

"Xiang'er, tell me, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

Lingxiang was only two years old at that time. She ate sweet and sour fruits, stared at the two newly tied buns in the bronze mirror, thought for a moment, and answered vaguely but loudly:
"I want to be a fairy!"

Fairy Tu Mi was stunned when she heard this, and then burst into laughter.

"Xiang'er wants to be a fairy. Why does she want to be a fairy?"

Seeing her mother laugh, Lingxiang also laughed. The whole Xianyunju was filled with the laughter of mother and daughter, which was soft and tender, like the faint fragrance in the breeze, which was intoxicating.

"The fairy is beautiful, just like my mother, and can make rain and set fire."

After laughing, Lingxiang replied in a baby voice. She really thought her mother was very beautiful, and there would never be a more beautiful woman in the world.

Fairy Tumi had no idea what the little girl was thinking, but she heard about Bu Yu setting the fire. She was very self-aware and just smiled to hide her embarrassment.

"Xiang'er, if you want to be a fairy, then be a fairy, but don't learn from your mother to make rain and fire. You don't have the slightest bit of womanly modesty."

At this time, there was a burst of laughter outside the house, and then the headmaster Ling Xiao stepped into the room and said in a very heroic tone:

"If Xiang'er wants to make rain or fire, then go ahead and do it. Daddy will take care of everything. Xiang'er, do whatever you want to do. Even if you make a mistake, Daddy will cover it for you!"

Fairy Tu Mi glared at Ling Xiao and said that he would spoil the child like this.

Ling Xiao hurried forward and hugged his wife and daughter, saying with a smile: "If I don't spoil my daughter, who else can spoil her?"

Lingxiang remembered that she clearly saw her father's face at that time, but after so many years, she could not remember it clearly. She only vaguely remembered that he had extremely handsome facial features, and even the gods in heaven might not be more handsome than him.

At this moment, as the mask fell off, the sharp man in black clothes with golden threads in front of him overlapped with the vague image in his memory.

With warm eyes and gentle face, the man in front of me is...

"You...who are you!"

(End of this chapter)