A ragged cub at the beginning

July took a nap after lunch, which was a habit that Tang Xu had deliberately cultivated for him. He was weak and had been in a state of hunger and fear for a long time. What he needed most now was rich nutrition, sufficient sleep, and a stable and regular life.

Thinking of this, Tang Xu suddenly remembered something she had always ignored. Is the Tang family still chasing her? What if they catch up here? She doesn't know martial arts!

She searched her memory carefully and suddenly realized that the Tang family would not fight to the death against defectors. They would attack five times. The first time would be for people with similar skills, the second time would be for people with higher skills, the third time would be for people with higher skills, and so on. If the defector managed to dodge five times, the Tang family would not send anyone again.

Before she came, the original owner had just experienced the fifth hunt, so she naturally knew the rules. The last hunt was brutal, and she had the idea of ​​dying together, and she used up all her hidden weapons to escape by chance. She rented a small yard in the small town where she used to live. It was because of the last battle that the original owner survived for two months before passing away.

This body welcomed the current Tang Xu, but she didn't find anything uncomfortable after she came, so she didn't care about it.

She shook her head and dismissed the question. What does autumn have? Red maple leaves, osmanthus, chrysanthemums, roses, orchids, Lycoris... all of these can be presented on clothes, and they are all beautiful. She wrote them down one by one on paper and started painting from the first one.

Her arms were sore and weak today, so her progress was not very fast. Before she finished the second painting, she heard July getting out of bed. The clattering footsteps came closer and closer. She said without even turning her head, "Would you like some water, July?"

Ye Qiyue hummed and went to the kitchen to drink some water.

Tang Xu put away the painting, took out the Three Character Classic, and started teaching.

"Look, this word is pronounced 'ren, ren, zhi, chu,'" she said, holding the little one on her lap and teaching her word by word.

After teaching for a few words, Ye Qiyue suddenly looked towards the gate and said, "Brother, here I come."

"Huh?" Tang Xu also looked over. She didn't hear any knocking on the door. "No one knocked on the door."

"No knock." Qiyue shook her head and pointed at the door with her little finger, "Brother."

Seeing that he insisted, Tang Xu prepared to go and take a look. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Fang Zijun calling Aunt Xu, Brother Qiyue...

The voice was furtive, as if afraid of being heard. No wonder I didn't hear it just now. How could July hear it? Is it a gifted hearing?

As she was thinking, she opened the door. It was only a crack when Fang Zijun came in and closed the door. He smiled ingratiatingly, "Aunt Xu, can I come and play?"

Tang Xu frowned deliberately, "No."

"Ah?" Fang Zijun was stunned, and the whole person looked depressed. "Sorry to bother you, I will go back first."

Tang Xu laughed and held him back, "You can't play, because we are studying now, you should come and read and learn words with us."

Fang Zijun was like a succulent plant that had not been watered for half a month and suddenly drank enough water. He shouted "Thank you Aunt Xu, Brother July, I'm here" and rushed into the living room.

Tang Xu shook his head and went to the next door. The gate to Dong Wanwan's yard was open, but no one was there. "Sister Wan, are you home?"

"Here I am!" Dong Wanwan came out of the room. "Miss Tang is here. Come in and sit down."

Tang Xu waved his hand, "I won't sit down. Zijun is at my house. He has to take Qiyue out to play this afternoon. I told you so you don't have to look for her everywhere later."

"Ah? He's gone again?" Dong Wanwan wanted to go and call him back, but Tang Xu said he was helping to take care of Qiyue, so she couldn't say anything more. She cursed the brat in her heart and said she would spank him if he dared to ask others to draw. But she said, "He doesn't know how to take care of any child. He just plays around."

"The children play together. My July is introverted and timid, while Zijun is cheerful and generous. She just wants to have a brother like him to take care of her." Tang Xu really thought so. After Fang Zijun played with her for a whole morning, July dared to speak.

Most parents always act like they dislike their children, but they can only say it themselves. They will be unhappy if others say it. But it was the first time that Dong Wanwan saw someone sincerely praising her child. She smiled so hard that her teeth were exposed and said, "Hey, my monkey is a little noisy, but he is kind and careful. If you are at ease, let him play with you for a few days, and I guarantee he will become lively again."

"Then I will have to reward him well when the time comes," Tang Xu said with a smile, "Then I'll go back first, the two children are here."

"Go ahead." Dong Wanwan walked her a few steps forward.

The two children were not very old, so Tang Xu did not teach them for too long. Seeing that their attention was beginning to wander, she let them play for a while. She herself was painting at the easel, playing for a while, and learning for a while. Both children were very happy.

July had to go to change the medicine before dinner, so Tang Xu sent Fang Zijun back, stuffed a painting into his hand, and left without saying much.

When Fang Zijun saw that it was him and his mother in the painting, he shouted excitedly and rushed into the house, "Mom! Look! Look!"

"What are you looking at? You keep making so much noise. Keep your voice down." Dong Wanwan complained, but she walked out quickly. "Hey, is this me?"

"It's you! Exactly the same!" Fang Zijun jumped happily on the spot, "Look how beautiful you are!"

"It's really beautiful, am I like this?" Dong Wanwan touched her face. Her family was not rich. Her husband was a peddler, selling groceries all day long. There was no mirror at home, and even if there was, the bronze mirror was not so clear, not even as clear as the water in the water tank.

She stared at the painting for a long time, feeling both fresh and happy. It took her a while to come back to her senses, "Did you ask someone to paint it for you?"

Fang Zijun's face was full of grievance as if he had been wrongly accused. "I didn't! I didn't even mention this this afternoon!"

Dong Wanwan stared at him for a few seconds, and after making sure that he was not lying, she said a little embarrassedly, "This Miss Tang is too polite. Will this painting take an entire afternoon?"

"It doesn't seem that long." Fang Zijun frowned and thought for a while, then said happily: "Mom! I learned to recognize words with Aunt Xu this afternoon! I also read the Three Character Classic!"

Dong Wanwan heard two sentences in the morning, but didn't pay much attention to it at that time. Now she was surprised to hear her son say this, "Can you really recognize the words?"

"I can write too! I can write three words!" Fang Zijun pulled his mother to the yard and wrote the three words "Ren Zhi Chu" with his fingers.

"Oh my God, he can really write!" Dong Wanwan looked at it and although she didn't recognize it, it did look like words.

Tang Xu brought Qiyue to the clinic again. The old doctor smiled and nodded to her. She was about to walk into the back hall when she felt a resistance in her hand. Qiyue pouted, her face showing fear, tears welling up in her eyes.

Seeing him like this, Tang Xu knew that he must be afraid of changing the dressing. Every time the gauze is removed, a layer of skin is torn off. Even adults may not be able to bear it, let alone children who are more sensitive to pain. "Qiyue, mother knows it hurts, but it won't get better if the dressing is not changed. Bear it for a while, and I'll buy you something delicious later, okay?"

Ye Qiyue was scared, but he didn't dare to disobey his mother. After being coaxed, he went in.

Bai Zhe was already waiting in the room, and the herbal water for cleaning the wound was ready.

Tang Xu carried the child to the bed, turned his back to the doctor and pressed July, who was trembling with fear, into his arms.

"Huh? It's already scabbed over." Bai Zhe's tone revealed surprise. "You don't need to clean the wound today. Just clean the area around the wound. It's recovering well. I'll change the ointment for him. You don't need to come here again. Take the ointment back and change it at home."

Tang Xu breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look back. Children's feet are not big, and their little toes are even smaller. Brown soft skin grew out of the wound and covered it. She watched the doctor wrap two rounds of gauze around the wound, and it looked much thinner than before.

"You still have to be careful not to get your hands wet or touch the wound at home. The wound will itch as it heals, so don't let him scratch it." Bai Zhe washed his hands and gave him a small jar.

"Okay, thank you, doctor!" Tang Xu took it happily.

July looked left and right, and it didn’t hurt to change the dressing today.

Tang Xu went to the counter to pay the consultation fee. The old doctor stopped her and took Qiyue's pulse again. "Change the prescription. You don't need to take it again after three days. Mainly focus on nourishing yourself with food."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Tang Xu thanked him repeatedly. After hearing two pieces of good news in a row, she smiled and kissed the pretty boy on the face, "Great! Let's go buy some delicious food!"

July pursed her lips and curled up the corners of her mouth, lowered her head shyly, grabbed the air with her little hand, and placed it on Tang Xu's shoulder.

An adult and a child walked into the pastry shop happily. Colorful and various shaped pastries were displayed on the counter, and the air was sweet.

"What would you like, sir?" The waiter came over with a smile.

"July, look around and see what you want to eat?" Tang Xu pinched the child's hand and shook it.

July felt that her eyes were so busy. Are these all food? They look so good. The room smells so good that I can't stop drooling.

"What kind of food do you like to eat, little guest? Here are mung bean cake, red bean cake, rice cake, osmanthus cake, rose cake..." The waiter patiently pointed out each one and introduced them, not showing any impatience because of the child's young age.

July had never eaten this before, and had never even seen it before. Her ears and eyes were not enough, so she could only look to her mother for help.

Tang Xu had never eaten the cakes here before. She never liked the dry ones because they were choking. She had a good impression of the waiter, so she said, "Pick some that are not so sweet and pack one too."

"Okay." When making cakes, it is inevitable that some of them are not good-looking. When the shopkeeper is in a good mood, he will give him one or two pieces that are broken or ugly. So he knows the taste of everything in the shop. At this moment, he carefully selected a few pieces, but did not choose the expensive ones.

Tang Xu took out a piece and let July chew on it, and asked the waiter to pack the rest and carry them in his hands as he slowly walked home.

As soon as I got to the entrance of the alley, I ran into Wang Xiaofang who was about to deliver clothes. "Miss Tang, I just got back. I was just about to go to your house."

"Auntie Wang, I just came back from the clinic." Tang Xu smiled when he thought that he didn't have to go to the clinic anymore.

Wang Xiaofang was very good at observing people's expressions when doing business, so she naturally continued, "It seems that he is getting better. I think the child looks better than the past two days."

This is the truth. Tang Xu touched the child's face. After applying fat for a few days, the face became smoother. The thin face was less pale and more fleshy. At this moment, he was eating snacks happily, with a pair of big eyes shining, "Yes, the doctor said that he doesn't need to go every day anymore."

"That's good. Children are afraid of getting sick. Once they are sick, they won't eat well or sleep well and they will look thin. But after they recover, they will eat well and sleep well for a while and they will gain weight immediately." Wang Xiaofang has three daughters and one son, so she knows a lot about parenting.

"Yes." Tang Xu also thought it made sense.

"By the way," Wang Xiaofang leaned closer and asked, "Have you sent the embroidery pattern? How is it?"

Tang Xu shook his head and explained, "I wanted to draw more, so that I can choose when the time comes. If this one doesn't work, there's still that one."

Wang Xiaofang agreed with this and felt that this woman was a person with great potential. She had a better impression of her. "That's right. You still want to go home and cook, right? I won't waste your time. You hold the child and I'll carry the clothes for you."

"No need, it's just two steps away, I can go there by myself." Tang Xu took the small bag of clothes and said, "You can go back, the clothes are not heavy."

"Okay, then go back and cook. It's almost dark."

Before he reached the house, Fang Zijun suddenly jumped out, "Aunt Xu is back! Mom! Mom! Brother July!" He shouted towards the house, then popped his head out to call July, looking very busy.

Tang Xu couldn't help laughing, "I'm back now, why did you ask your mother to do that?"

"I'm coming." Dong Wanwan came out, wiping her hands, with the same smile as Fang Zijun's on her face, "Sister Tang, you haven't eaten yet, right? Come in and sit down."

"Sister Wan, do you have something to talk to me about?" Tang Xu put down the squirming July in his arms and let him go play with his brother.

As soon as Qiyue landed, he started to break the cake, but he didn't know that the cake was fragile, and the cake broke into powder as soon as he exerted force, and fell to the ground. Qiyue was stunned and looked at Tang Xu blankly.

"Oh, it fell to the ground." Fang Zijun had only eaten cakes during the Chinese New Year, and he felt so distressed that he held up his little hands to catch it.

"There's more. Give me another piece and you eat yours." Tang Xu opened the pastry and gave it to Fang Zijun.

Dong Wanwan bought vegetables and meat for Tang Xu's teaching Fang Zijun to read and painting, and wanted to treat her to a meal. How could she let Fang Zijun take the food? She stretched out her hand and pushed it back, "Don't give it to him. This thing is so expensive. We'll eat soon. You can save it for Qiyue."

"Sister Wan, I'm getting angry. It's not that precious. It's just a bite." Tang Xu nimbly stuffed the pastry into Fang Zijun's mouth. This time he couldn't refuse.

Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Dong Wanwan felt even more embarrassed. "Thank you, Aunt Xu, for taking my brother out to play. Be careful. Go slowly, my brother's foot is injured."

"I got it, Mom." Fang Zijun was so happy to get the cakes that he couldn't usually eat. He thought that this younger brother was so nice. It was a good thing to meet him. He treated him like a treasure.

"Look at this. I was already taking advantage of you by learning to read, and I even took your painting." Dong Wanwan's face almost turned red with embarrassment. "I wanted to treat you to a meal, but I took your snacks."

"What's the big deal about learning a few words?" Tang Xu didn't expect this to happen. He felt that the other party was too polite. "I'm teaching Qiyue anyway, and adding Zijun won't be a big deal. That painting was just a casual one. I'm glad you don't mind it."

"How can I despise you? I didn't expect you to be educated and good at painting. I think you paint better than the scholars who sell books on the street. They look just like the real thing." Dong Wanwan praised him repeatedly, and what she said was from her heart. "There are not many people in our village who can read. Zijun's father can read a few words, but he is a peddler. He goes out early and comes back late every day, and he has no time to teach his children. Don't laugh at me. I saw Zijun writing just now, and I was happy and sad. I almost cried." At the end of the conversation, her eyes were red. She wiped her eyes and smiled, "I originally thought about sending Zijun to school, but it's too expensive to study. Not to mention the tuition, the pens, ink, paper and inkstone are not cheap. I don't have any skills. I can only do some housework. It's too difficult to rely on Zijun's father."

Tang Xu was touched and said softly, "It's just a few words. If Sister Wan doesn't mind, I'll let Zijun learn from me in the future. But I can only teach you to recognize words, I don't know anything more."

"Ah?" Dong Wanwan was still thinking about how she was laughing and crying and making people laugh, but she didn't expect that such a good thing would happen. She felt that she was taking advantage of someone and wanted to refuse, but when she thought of the words her son wrote in the yard, the words of refusal were stuck in her throat.

"Sister Wan's yard is so nicely tidied." Tang Xu didn't say much, but changed the subject to praise the yard.