"Sister Jiaojiao, I'm here!" Feng Xuxu waved and shouted to Zhang Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao turned around and saw Feng Xuxu standing not far away. She ran over and, taking a good look at Feng Xuxu from left to right, she said with concern and a bit of a scold, "Where did you run off to? And why are you holding a rabbit? Don't you know we were worried about you?" Zhang Jiaojiao became angrier the more she spoke, but seeing that Feng Xuxu was alright and uninjured, her anger quickly dissipated.
Seeing Sister Jiaojiao getting angry, Feng Xuxu shook Sister Jiaojiao's sleeve and coquettishly said, "Oh, relax! See, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Sister Jiaojiao glared at Feng Xuxu and said, "You still dare to talk back, you're not allowed to do this again next time," Feng Xuxu, seeing Sister Jiaojiao wanted to lecture her, quickly tried to ingratiate herself, "I promise, I won't do it again next time. Really."
Zhang Jiaojiao looked at Feng Xuxu sticking out her pink tongue and shook her head helplessly with a sigh. She then took Feng Xuxu to find Feng Xi.
When Feng Xi saw Feng Xuxu return safe and sound, he felt as if a stone had finally been lifted from his heart. Seeing his sister hanging her head with an 'I'm in the wrong' expression, he didn't know whether to speak up or stay silent. He opened his mouth to speak but, in the end, didn't say a word of reproach. Feng Xuxu looked at her brother with a mischievous grin and turned to give Zhang Jiaojiao a wink. Feng Xi, watching his sister making faces, didn't detect any sign of her repenting. He silently sighed; as long as his sister was happy, nothing else mattered.
Feng Xuxu looked up at the sky, noticing that it was past midday, and then volunteered eagerly, "Today for lunch, I'll make you delicious grilled fish and rabbit meat that you won't be able to stop eating!" Zhang Jiaojiao chuckled in response, "Then I will look forward to your so-called delicious grilled fish." Feng Xi, seeing his sister's rare enthusiasm, spoke up, "I know there's a pond nearby where we can grill fish."
An hour later, the three of them were stuffed. Zhang Jiaojiao said, "I didn't expect it, but the fish you grilled was too delicious. I can hardly move." "Yeah, the rabbit was crispy and fragrant as well," Feng Xuxu said proudly, "Of course, who do you think grilled it? If I had all the proper seasonings, the food would be even tastier than what I made today." Feng Xuxu had turned her home's kitchen upside down, only managing to find a little bit of cumin. There were no other choices given the backwardness of the era; aside from salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, there were no other seasonings. This little bit of cumin was found accidentally by her father while chopping wood in the mountains, and he carelessly placed it in the kitchen, later forgotten over time. After resting for a while and seeing that it was getting late, they headed down the mountain to go home. When they reached the entrance of the village, they split up and each headed to their own homes.
After washing up in the evening, Feng Xuxu returned to her room, locked the door, and eagerly entered her space. As soon as she entered, she immediately felt a refreshing comfort. Every cell in her body seemed to snap to attention. She was invigorated, shaking off the fatigue of the day.
Now Feng Xuxu had time to take a good look at the space. The space featured a courtyard with a three-story building to its right. Pushing open the door of the building, she was greeted by a spacious living room. Sofas were arranged around the center of the living room, with a tall footstool beside one sofa, on which sat a hanging basket, lush and vibrant despite the lack of care—indicative of the space's unique function. To the left and the right of the main door were two wooden windows, intricately carved with landscapes. Pushing open the wooden window, she could see the scenery of the space at a glance.
Moving leftward, there was a spiral staircase leading to the second floor, each step cut from sturdy and solid red pine. The second floor contained a large bedroom suite with a small washroom, two large wardrobes, a vanity, a large sleigh bed, and a small coffee table by the bed. The entire second floor was decorated in light purple tones.
The third floor was a vast library filled with a variety of books. It seemed the previous owner of the space was modern.
After touring the entire building, Feng Xuxu remembered Xiaobai, realizing she hadn't seen Xiaobai since she entered the space. "Xiaobai, Xiaobai."