As for how to make Xiao Hong Tang more comfortable, Old Woman had never taught him.
In the beginning, Xiao Hong Tang had always liked sleeping on the rafters or going out with Old Woman. But later, Old Woman had climbed into a sedan chair and left. Perhaps they had rushed her too much; all she had done was give Hu Ma Xiao Hong Tang's birth-date talisman. She had taught him nothing else.
With the talisman, Hu Ma could keep Xiao Hong Tang with him and see her. If she got too playful and ran off, he only had to burn a stick of incense, and she would come back.
But as for anything else—how to provide for Xiao Hong Tang and make her comfortable—Hu Ma had no idea.
He had asked Xiao Hong Tang, but she had only remembered something, drooled all over the place, and said, "Xiao Hong Tang likes meat."
"Of course you like meat..."
Hu Ma was helpless. "I like it too!"
As for meat, he still had the jar of Blood Food Old Woman had left him. But it was meant to cure his illness, and he couldn't bear to give any to Xiao Hong Tang.
Besides, he remembered that when he had been with Old Woman, she hadn't fed Xiao Hong Tang any of it.
"Once I'm cured, I'll give you all the Tai Sui Meat."
Looking at Xiao Hong Tang's eager, greedy eyes, Hu Ma could only promise her that. She was a child, after all; she'd forget soon enough. For now, he would placate her.
He started with the smaller things, asking Xiao Hong Tang about the "Old Artifacts." "What are Old Artifacts? Why do you like them?"
"Old Artifacts are Old Artifacts. They're really comfortable to live in. I sleep for