The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao entered the kitchen, the sound of ping-pong came from inside, Yun Yao Shenjun was a little uneasy, "It should be fine......

He hasn't forgotten Su Xiaoxiao's "glorious" history!

"It's okay, the master is a good cook." The puppy Doudou lay at the feet of Yunyao Shenjun, waiting for his big chicken legs.

"Her little dried fish is fried very well." The poor cat raised her head proudly.

Of course, the truth did not disappoint Yun Yao Shenjun.

"Shenjun, come in and add to the fire!" Sue's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay!" Yun Yao Shenjun pushed the door from the good stream, and what caught his eye was Su Xiaoxiao's orderly busy work.

I saw Su Xiaoxiao wearing a black apron around her waist, and the stewed chicken in the pot was steaming

"The craft has improved a lot." Yun Yao Shenjun couldn't help but praise.

"Otherwise, you'll starve to death." As he spoke, Su Xiaoxiao had already put the fried vegetables on the plate.

"You can't starve." Yun Yao Shenjun ruthlessly exposed Su Xiaoxiao's words, they are all immortals, starving to death is too ridiculous and generous!

"I haven't steamed rice yet, so why don't you ask Shenjun to show your hand!" Su Xiaoxiao has always been a person who does not admit defeat, so he naturally scolded Yun Yao Shenjun back.

"Okay!" Yun Yao Shenjun happily agreed, isn't it just steaming rice, what's so difficult!

"I'll see!" Su Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows, waiting for Yun Yao Shenjun's cooking skills.

And Yun Yao Shenjun was not ambiguous, and said to Su Xiaoxiao while scooping rice from the rice tank:

"Then please show mercy and forgiveness of sins, blessing the Great Mercy, and help me wash rice."

"As you wish."

Su Xiaoxiao's side was going well, but Yun Yao Shenjun slowly walked to the stove and sat down, looked at the pile of firewood beside him, hesitated for a long time, took some and stuffed it into the stove, and then conjured out the spiritual fire and bounced it in.

Listening to the sound of "flutter", the firewood instantly turned into ashes, and the stove was only brilliant for a moment, and the black hole was still a black hole.

Yun Yao Shenjun was stunned, Su Xiaoxiao stretched out his head to look at it at this time, and just saw the moment the spiritual fire disappeared, he couldn't help laughing.

"These are all mortal things, where can they withstand our spiritual fire, fortunately your flame is not big, otherwise the pot will burn out in a while."

The high Yun Yao Shenjun pursed his lips, twisted his cuffs, and his eyes drifted around, but he didn't look at Su Xiaoxiao.

This is embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, and it starts with failure.

And what made Su Xiaoxiao laugh even more was that because of the ignition failure just now, Yun Yao Shenjun's white face was rubbed with black ash, like the bright moon covered by dark clouds.

In the end, it is still an ancient god, Su Xiaoxiao silently picked up a towel to wipe the black ash on his face for Yun Yao Shenjun, and said, "Come, you look at me."

The sudden pull in of the distance between the two made Yun Yao Shenjun's cheeks red, and Su Xiao's breath hit him in front of him, even if he was in the countryside, he still couldn't hide her demeanor.

"Alright, it's clean." Looking at Yun Yao Shenjun's stunned appearance, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that he was a little cute.

"Thank you......" Yun Yao Shenjun took the towel from Su Xiaoxiao's hand, then turned around and continued to take care of his appearance, the tips of his red ears betrayed his state of mind at this time.

"You're welcome...... Su Xiaoxiao picked up the burning stick, tossed the ashes in the stove to both sides, took out the lighter and hay next to the stove, lit it and put it in the center of the stove, and when the hay burned to the fullest, he added a few firewood.

"In this way, when the fire is burning, add firewood, add more or less depending on the size of the fire, and if it is too big, you should dial it on both sides, so as not to paste it in the pot."

After Su Xiaoxiao's demonstration, he said, "I'll cook, and Shenjun will be responsible for adding firewood and controlling the fire, okay?"

"Okay."

By the time Yun Yao Shenjun's stumbling meal under Su Xiaoxiao's guidance was finished and brought to the table, it was already night outside the house.

On the dinner table, four dishes and one soup, cold cucumber, cabbage tofu, braised eggplant, mushroom chicken, pumpkin vegetable soup, and rice wine brewed by themselves are just ordinary dishes.

"Shenjun, please."

Su Xiaoxiao poured a glass of wine for each of them, and at this time, a full moon hung in the sky, and a thin mist shrouded the earth, all of which seemed so peaceful, so quiet, so beautiful, and so otherworldly.

The night in Shipan Village has always been surprisingly quiet. It's not as noisy as in the city, everything is so quiet. There was no sound of people walking, no roar of car engines, and no noise from the crowd.

Occasionally, the sound of footsteps and vague conversation on the road drew the barking of the dogs in the neighborhood, and the barking of the dogs rippled over the village.

"There has never been such a good time in the Celestial Realm." Yun Yao Shenjun and Su Xiaoxiao sat at the table, admiring the night outside the house.

"Yes, the heavenly realm is too high, too cold." Su Xiaoxiao first added food to the two of them, and then put chicken legs and dried fish for the little dog Doudou and the poor cat.

"Everyone in the world says that Yaochi Wonderland is unparalleled in the world, but I don't think so."

"It's the truth."

In fact, if it is said bluntly, the heavenly realm stands above thousands of miles of stratus clouds, and it is always sunny and dayless, and those immortals in charge of wind, thunder, rain, snow, sun, moon and stars set up in the heavenly court are just conforming to the way of heaven and fulfilling the responsibilities of the upper realm to maintain the vitality of the lower realm.

In the eyes of most of the ancient gods and immortals, fragile and short-lived mortals are not much different from mayflies and ants, and it is best to be able to be a smooth wind and rain, if there is occasionally a little trouble in the nether realm, most of the people in charge do not care.

In the past year in Shipan Village, every night, Su Xiaoxiao either meditated and cultivated, or dealt with emails sent by Momoyama, and occasionally felt bored and turned into a water mirror to look at the scenes in the mortal world.

The lights of thousands of homes at night, the worldly state under the stars and moon. The scribe who toasts to the moon, the prodigal son who sits on the ground and watches the stars, the little couple who climb the eaves in the middle of the night to complain to each other in the name of admiring the moon, different people repeat similar stories in the water mirror.

Su Xiaoxiao watched these stories again and again, but he still felt that he never got tired of watching them.

She likes them, and this liking occasionally turns into a shower of stars, which is a gift from Zhaoren's immeasurable forgiveness of sins and blessings to the mortal world.

Yun Yao Shenjun picked up the chicken with bamboo chopsticks and put it in his mouth, the chicken was raised by Su Xiaoxiao himself, and it tasted very good, he couldn't help but clip a few chopsticks and eat it seriously.

"How?"

"It's delicious."

Hearing Yun Yao Shenjun say this, the corners of Su Xiaoxiao's mouth gradually curved into a beautiful arc.

"In that case, the Divine Monarch must eat more."

"Okay."

After the two finished eating, Su Xiaoxiao handled the email from Momoyama as usual, and Yun Yao Shenjun took the initiative to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Soon Su Xiaoxiao dealt with the email in her hand, she looked at the time, and said:

"In order to celebrate the harvest, there is a bonfire party in the village tonight, and the gods will have a good time together!" After dinner, Su Xiaoxiao warmly invited Yun Yao Shenjun, as the village chief of Shipan Village, she had to be the host well.

"Bonfire, sounds good, let's take a look." For Su Xiaoxiao's kind invitation, Yun Yao Shenjun did not shirk.

Being able to participate in the bonfire party with your sweetheart is naturally unwanted.

"Let's go."

After settling the puppy Doudou and the poor cat, Su Xiaoxiao took Yun Yao Shenjun to the bonfire party.

At this time, the night fell completely, and the boundary between heaven and earth gradually became indistinguishable.

A fire was set up in the square of Shipan Village, and music was played, and the disciples and villagers had already come here.

Su Xiaoxiao and Yun Yao Shenjun took advantage of the night to walk through the pond and came to the bonfire, they wanted to get in, but they couldn't find a chance for a while.

By this time, the villagers had already jumped around the bonfire, hand in hand, and gradually formed a circle, singing loudly, and people dancing joyfully, sometimes shrinking into small circles, and then expanding again.

"The village chief is here!" Someone recognized Su Xiaoxiao and called her happily.

"Leave me alone!" Su Xiaoxiao greeted them with a smile.

"Master, why are you here!" Xia Yue happily greeted her.

"Momoyama's business needs to be dealt with." Su Xiaoxiao let Xia Yue pull her into the crowd, and Yun Yao Shenjun followed with a smile on his face.

"Shenjun, this is something you couldn't feel before." Su Xiaoxiao took Yun Yao Shenjun's hand and smiled.

"It's like a glutton." Yun Yao Shenjun stared at Su Xiaoxiao with his clear eyes.

This glance seemed like a thousand years, Su Xiaoxiao felt that her heart suddenly throbbed, and a familiar feeling permeated her chest, sour, numb, and she couldn't say it for a while.

It's a feeling of heartbeat that has not been seen for a long time.

The blazing bonfire kept burning, red and golden, reflecting the world and the world, the smiling faces of everyone, and the picturesque eyebrows and eyes of Su Xiaoxiao.

Yun Yao Shenjun's heart was pounding, all he had in front of him was a shaking bonfire and a pink face, Su Xiaoxiao smiled like a flower, and he was calm and comfortable from the heart.

It's really a glance for 10,000 years.

God enters the mortal world, throws away his armor.

"Senior sister, are you happy?" Chu Tianyou took the hand of the fox fairy Bai Ling, unwilling to let go.

"Happy, with you, always happy."

"Renli, we've been together for more than a hundred years, right?"

"One hundred and sixty-three years."

"Yingying, you see the stars and moon in the sky, they have always been with us."

"Yes, until death."

"Little Huahua, stay away from the fire, don't set you on fire!"

"Look, there's a cat!"

"You and I are both men, do you regret being with me?"

"Why regret it, love has nothing to do with gender."

……

Through the bonfire, Su Xiaoxiao's disciples said their love to the fullest, and their words and deeds fell into Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, which was indescribably gratifying.

The circle around the campfire was constantly expanding, and people who knew and didn't know each other were jumping happily, smiling, and nodding to each other in a friendly way.

The roaring bonfire diluted the night of Shipan Village, the bonfire illuminated people's faces, and in the vast mountains, under the quiet night, between the world and the world, it seemed that there was a home.