Telling on Someone (continued)

Jian Mo took a look and said, "This won't work. It seems we still need to fry some flour to prevent sticking."

Wu Jiong: "I'll cut it, you stir-fry it."

Jian Mo handed him the knife and instructed, "Try to cut the candy into evenly sized pieces."

Wu Jiong nodded.

Jian Mo found the stone pot, wiped the water out of it, scooped out two bowls of flour, and slowly stir-fried it in the pot until it turned slightly yellow.

The flour emitted a pleasant aroma. Jian Mo carried it over to Wu Jiong and said, "Put the chopped nut candies in here, and coat them with flour so they won't stick."

Following his instructions, Wu Jiong put the nut candy into the pot and stirred it gently with chopsticks.

The nut candies coated in flour look like they're covered in a layer of white frost, making them even more tempting.

Jian Mo couldn't resist picking up another piece, popping it into her mouth, and saying, "This really is the snack I remember."

Because of the cold weather, they put the jars in a well-ventilated place, and they should be able to preserve them for at least six months.

After putting the jar away, Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong, "It's a pity there's so little Flour Grass this year, otherwise I would have made it a couple more times."

Wu Jiong: "It'll be better by the end of the year. Once we harvest the new Flour Grass, you can do whatever you want."

Jian Mo said hopefully, "I hope this year will be a bumper harvest."

There are nut candies at home, Jian Mo's favorite thing to do after meals is to take out a dish of nut candies, brew some tea, and sit at the table with Wu Jiong to eat them slowly while chatting.

Jian Mo didn't consider herself a talkative person, but she had a lot to say to Wu Jiong.

Perhaps because their backgrounds are so different, they each have many things they don't know about the other, so they always have a lot to talk about.

Jian Mo hadn't been willing to give any of these nut candies to anyone, but since Jiujiu wasn't an outsider, she had to let him try some.

Jian Mo didn't give it much, only one Jiujiu a day, letting it suck on it and eat slowly.

When Jiujiu tasted it for the first time, her eyes widened in disbelief. She ate it, then spat it out, ate it again, and then tried to spit it out again. "Jiujiu chiu!"

Upon seeing its expression, Jian Mo quickly pinched its mouth shut. "Don't spit it out! Don't play with the food!"

Jiujiu its large size, Chirp was quite docile. It blinked, and worried that Jian Mo might get tired from standing on tiptoe to pinch its mouth, it even lowered its head and lay down a little. "Eek."

Seeing that it didn't intend to spit it out again, Jian Mo let go and patted its neck. "Stop whining, eat well, I'll give you another piece tomorrow."

Jiujiu tilted its head, whether it truly understood Jian Mo's words or sensed from his tone and expression that he would still give candy, it perked up again, flapped its wings, and cried out loudly, "Jiujiu!"

Jian Mo chuckled and patted its neck, "Good boy."

To appease Jiujiu, Jian Mo gave it a piece of food every morning.

These past few days, Jiujiu has been behaving very well. Even its animal hygiene has improved a lot. Every morning when Jian Mo comes over, he can see that the grass under it is clean, and its nest is also clean.

Jian Mo hadn't expected the nut candy to be so appealing to it. She thought that after this batch of nut candy was finished, she should make another batch using honey blocks, which would be good for appeasing this guy.

Jiujiu is a very easy animal to raise. It doesn't destroy the house much, doesn't throw tantrums, and basically doesn't cause any trouble for them.

As the weather warms up and food becomes more plentiful, it can hunt for itself every day and feed itself until it's half full, Jian Mo and the others don't have much pressure in feeding it.

That day, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong returned from collecting crops outside and went to the fields to check on the various crops they had planted.

While they were still busy, Jiujiu flew over from afar and headed straight for the field.

Jian Mo saw this and shouted to the sky, "Jiujiu, fly away! Don't come any closer! Don't trample our plants!"

Jiujiu chirped almost to my side, then circled again and landed a little further away.

At this moment, Wu Jiong suddenly said, "That's not right."

Jian Mo's eyesight wasn't as good as his, and her reaction speed wasn't as fast either. She didn't react for a moment. "What?"

Wu Jiong: "Jiujiu sounds like it's crying."

Jian Mo was startled, straightened up, and craned her neck to look at Jiujiu: "No way?"

As Jian Mo spoke, she became anxious and, disregarding the crops in the field, rushed towards Jiujiu.

Jiujiu's body trembled, its big eyes were bloodshot, and tears kept streaming down its face.

Jian Mo had seen kittens and puppies cry before, but she never expected Jiujiu to cry. Feeling a pang of sympathy, she patted it and asked, "What's wrong? Let me see."

Wu Jiong came over and checked. "Jiujiu has injuries."

Jian Mo checked in the direction he pointed and found that Jiujiu had lost fur in several places, and was also red, swollen, and bleeding.

Upon seeing the wound, Jian Mo knew it was definitely not from a fall, nor was it caused by being poked by a branch or anything like that.

Jian Mo stroked Jiujiu's fur. "Who bullied you?"

It would have been better if I hadn't asked. The question made Jiujiu even more aggrieved. She started sobbing and almost hiccuped.

Jian Mo felt sorry for it and hugged its fluffy paws. "Tell us quickly, and we'll have Wu Jiong help you beat it up later."

After examining the wound, Wu Jiong said, "The claw marks are unfamiliar; I can't tell what injured it."

After crying for a while, Jiujiu suddenly grabbed Wu Jiong's clothes with its mouth and tried to pull them onto itself, chirping, "Jiujiu chirp chirp."

Jian Mo was completely baffled.

Wu Jiong looked down at Jiujiu: "You want to take me to see the guy who bullied you?"

Jiujiu: "Chirp."

Jian Mo immediately said, "I want to go too."

Jiujiu lay down so they could climb onto its back.

After the two were seated, Jiujiu cried as it flapped its wings and took flight.

Perhaps because it was crying, it wasn't flying very steadily. Sometimes it would tilt to one side, and when it noticed, it would cry and adjust itself back.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong sat on its back, neither of them knowing what to say.

Jiujiu is so sad, it's not good to criticize it now, so we can only hold back for the time being.