I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Ling Xiao carefully carved the apple in his hand with a fruit knife, listening to the noisy chatter of the group. He found them quite amusing. He knew that he had never called them that before his amnesia when the fat man handed him the apple. He was only calling them "brother" a few times, yet they were so happy. However, he was willing to put in some patience to coax them into playing. A few words of "brother" could build a closer relationship, so why not?

"Lingzi, do you remember what Xiaohua looks like?" Wuxie saw Lingxiao carving an apple. He originally thought that Lingxiao wouldn't be able to carve anything, and he would just glance at it from time to time to prevent him from cutting his hand. Unexpectedly, Lingxiao carved out the approximate shape of the Jieyu Flower in just a few strokes.

"I don't remember. I only touched Brother Xiaohua's face once. What? Did I not carve it well? I can't see it. Brother Wuxie, please tell me quickly, is the face too wide or too narrow?" Ling Xiao looked very anxious, as if he was really worried that his carving was not beautiful.

"No, it's because it looks so similar, so I wanted to know if your memory has returned a little," Wu Xie explained.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said, "I'm still not very sure. I need to practice a few more times, but I don't dare to carve Little Flower Brother completely on it. I'm thinking of carving one out of wood after I get the hang of it." After saying that, he muttered to himself, "Wood is still the best. It won't break, it won't waste food, and it won't get eaten."

His cautious demeanor seemed rather silly and endearing to everyone.

The fat man ruffled Ling Xiao's hair, looking at him with a disappointed expression, saying, "No one's going to eat your little flower brother! Look at you, all pampered!"

Ling Xiao lowered his head in embarrassment, and Hei Xiazi came up and said, "Young Master, after you finish carving this, carve one for the blind man too. It's easier to carve for the blind man; you don't need to carve the eyes."

"And so I became someone they used as practice, right?" At some point, Jieyuhua finished her shower and came out of the bathroom, drying her hair.

Jieyuhua walked to Lingxiao's side, bent down to look at the child's carving of himself, kissed the child's forehead and said, "It's very lifelike, I like it very much."

A delicate fragrance of crabapple blossoms wafted into Ling Xiao's nostrils. The scent wasn't overpowering, but it was surprisingly pleasant, both intimate and distant, making Ling Xiao want to get closer.

As evening approached, Zhuangzhuang, who had slept all afternoon, finally woke up. Fatty grabbed Zhuangzhuang and said, "Little thing, you really live up to your name! You ate the two chickens that I bought at noon! After eating, you fell asleep right away and wouldn't wake up no matter how I called you!" Not satisfied with just complaining, Fatty checked the time and couldn't help but add, "You're quite punctual, waking up right at mealtime."

"I'm hungry," Zhuangzhuang said, clutching his stomach.

"What do you want to eat?" The fat man was furious when he heard the boy say he was hungry again, but he couldn't scold the child. However, if he kept eating like this, he would be fatter than him sooner or later. If only he could share half of his appetite with Ling Xiao.

The fat man glanced silently in Ling Xiao's direction again, sighed, and thought, "He's gotten thinner again..."

"Zhuangzhuang wants to eat fish!" Zhuangzhuang said, raising one hand high and smiling happily.

"Who taught you to raise your hand?" The fat man was a little surprised. He had heard Wu Xie tell him about the child's background. In fact, this child was their ancestor. He never expected that the child would learn to raise his hand.

"Brother Wuxie taught me that. He said he'll take Zhuangzhuang to kindergarten and school in the future, where the children will raise their hands if they need anything," Zhuangzhuang said truthfully, looking like he was saying, "Aren't I awesome? Hurry up and praise me!"

"Okay! Zhuangzhuang is such a good boy, so I'll reward him with fish tonight! Come on, let's go sell fish!" The fat man picked up Zhuangzhuang and headed towards the market.

"Oh! Let's go buy fish!" Zhuangzhuang shouted excitedly, raising his little hand in the fat man's arms and mimicking the fat man's tone.

Ling Xiao sat on the bed, listening to the conversation between the two people in the yard, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.