Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao said, "Phoenix birds aren't afraid of the cold. They're afraid of the heat."
"Huh?"
Steward Chang was stunned.
Su Xiaoxiao entered the house and carried out the two phoenix birds whose eyes were white from the heat. She placed them in the cold wind.
After blowing for a moment, the dying birds finally recovered.
The two birds seemed to have finally seen their family. They flapped their wings and pounced at Su Xiaoxiao, chirping aggrievedly around her feet.
Uh… wasn't this the cry of the Wuhu?
Don't be led astray by that traitor!
Su Xiaoxiao squatted down and touched the two phoenix birds. "Alright, alright, it's not hot anymore. It won't be hot in the future. I brought you phoenix grass. Eat it quickly."
She took the phoenix grass out of the basket.
Despite the name, phoenix grass was actually a sprout of a plant. Phoenix birds loved to eat it.
