"Alright, take a break," Xiao Tian said.
Baozi stopped his movements. His forehead and the tip of his nose were covered in glistening beads of sweat. His little face was flushed, and his breathing was slightly heavy.
Zisu quickly stepped forward with a towel and tea. She had unparalleled patience with Baozi.
Yi Qing often joked that Baozi was Zisu's son, and she herself was just a stepmother.
Baozi said obediently, "Thank you, Aunt Zisu."
After drinking some water, his eyes were fixed on Zisu. He seemed eager to do something but hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Zisu asked with a smile. "Is there anything you're afraid to tell Aunt Zisu? Come on, tell me. You must have suffered while I was away."
Yi Qing: "..."
Baozi then said, "Aunt Zisu, your martial arts are really, really good, right?"
Zisu nodded. "Did someone bully you?"
"No, no," Baozi said quickly, shaking his head. "I just wonder who would be more powerful if Uncle Xiao and Aunt Zisu fought against each other?"
"I would be more powerful," Zisu and Xiao Tian said almost in unison.
Then they glanced at each other, both showing disdain in their eyes.
Yi Qing, who loved to watch the fun, said, "Why don't you two have a contest?"
To be honest, she was also quite curious!
Zisu snorted and looked back at her. "Who do you hope will win?"
"You, it must be you," Yi Qing said firmly. "It would be great if you could beat him to the ground!"
Xiao Tian: "..."
Was she getting pushy? Not only did she bring someone into the mansion without his permission and still justified it, but now she even hoped he would get beaten?
Baozi pulled on Zisu's skirt. "Aunt Zisu, just stop at the critical moment. Please show mercy."
Xiao Tian originally didn't want to bother according to the principle of "a good man doesn't fight with a woman." But hearing these mother - and - son pair, both of them thinking he wouldn't win, he suddenly got angry.
"Come on," he said to Zisu.
Zisu said coldly, "You go first."
The two quickly got entangled in a fight. Although neither of them used weapons, their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their figures were so agile that it made people dizzy.
Yi Qing said she couldn't understand. She lowered her head and asked Baozi, "Who do you think will win?"
"Can you see clearly, Mother?" Baozi asked, looking up.
Yi Qing shook her head.
Baozi said, "I'm the same as Mother."
It was really bullying a child. His mother couldn't even see clearly but still asked him.
Yi Qing couldn't help laughing. She stroked his head. "Aren't you learning martial arts?"
"I'll be able to understand when I grow up."
"Okay, okay, okay," Yi Qing said quickly when she saw that the little Baozi's self - esteem was hurt.
These two people had fought for hundreds of rounds. She didn't know if they were tired, but Yi Qing was already exhausted.
"You two keep fighting. I'll go cook. We'll have mutton buns today," Yi Qing said lazily. "Baozi, keep an eye on it. Just tell me who wins later."
When those two heard the words "mutton buns," they subconsciously stopped their moves. So by the time Yi Qing finished speaking, they had already exchanged a palm strike and then stepped back a few steps, standing facing each other.
Yi Qing looked at one and then the other. "Can you tell me who won?"
"It's a draw," Zisu said expressionlessly, patting the sleeves of her clothes. "I want to eat mutton buns."
"I want twelve," Xiao Tian said with a dark face, suppressing the surprise in his eyes.
He didn't expect Zisu to be so skilled.
He was proud of his martial arts and rarely met a worthy opponent in his life. Now he was evenly matched with a woman. How could he not be shocked?
He was deeply curious about Zisu's background.
But he was always a man who kept his emotions in check, so he didn't show it on his face.
He took Baozi to take a bath, while Zisu went back to her room to bathe alone.
Maybe because it was faster to bathe alone, Zisu came to the kitchen first to help Yi Qing. Her hair was still dripping wet.
Yi Qing resignedly took a towel and dried her hair.
Zisu said indifferently, "No need to dry it. It will dry soon. I don't mind."
"I do. I'm afraid the water from your hair will drip into my bun filling," Yi Qing rolled her eyes and then said, "Now I think he might not be Xiao Jinghan."
Zisu took a piece of dough from the basin and kneaded it on the chopping board. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"It's not nonsense. I just think he had such a hard time fighting you. He should not be Xiao Jinghan."
Zisu snorted. "So you were lying when you said you wanted me to beat him to the ground? Did you actually hope I would be beaten to the ground by him?"
Yi Qing: "..."
"He is good at horseback fighting. He may not be good at hand - to - hand combat. But in fact, he is also very good at it. It's just that he met me. I think it's more likely that he is Xiao Jinghan."
"Hmm?"
"Because he is very powerful. In my lifetime, I haven't met such a powerful opponent," Zisu said.
"Are you complimenting yourself?" Yi Qing pouted.
"I don't need compliments to prove my own strength," Zisu said proudly.
At the same time, Xiao Tian was also talking to Baozi about Zisu.
The big and the small were soaking in the steaming hot spring pool. This was the only natural hot spring in the mansion, and they had occupied it.
Xiao Tian was sitting on the steps near the pool wall, watching Baozi dog - paddling back and forth in the water with a fatherly smile on his face.
Even in the steamy air, his strong chest muscles and arms were clearly visible.
"Baozi, who is your Aunt Zisu's master?" Xiao Tian asked casually.
"I don't know," Baozi's movement of splashing water paused. He stopped playing and floated on the pool surface. His bright black eyes rolled, as if trying hard to remember, but finally he still shook his head. "Aunt Zisu has never said. Mother and Aunt Zisu never mention anything about their masters."
Right. Yi Qing's medical skills also came out of nowhere, didn't they?
Under the same roof, these two women each had their own secrets, and Baozi's origin was also a mystery. In general, they were all unpredictable.
Baozi asked again, "Uncle Xiao, if you two continued to fight, would you win or Aunt Zisu?"
Xiao Tian thought for a while and said fairly, "It would be hard to tell the winner."
Baozi exclaimed, "Aunt Zisu is really amazing. She can even be evenly matched with Uncle Xiao."
Xiao Tian was happy to hear this. "In your heart, am I very powerful?"
"Of course. Uncle Xiao is the most powerful."
Xiao Tian was so flattered by Baozi's praise that he stretched out his strong arm and pulled the boy back. He laughed and ruffled Baozi's hair. "Are you done washing?"
Baozi didn't want to get out. He looked up at Xiao Tian and pleaded, "Can I stay a little longer?"
"Okay," Xiao Tian replied with a smile.
Yi Qing was holding a plate of fruits. She knocked on the door. "Baozi, Mother brought you some fruits. I'll put them in the wooden basin. You can let it float in the pool and eat. Later, ask Uncle Xiao to get it."
Soaking in the pool would make one feel thirsty. The cool fruits could quench thirst, which was really good.
"Thank you, Mother," Baozi said loudly.
"Ah—" Yi Qing suddenly let out a scream. The wooden basin in her hand, along with the plate and fruits, all fell to the ground.