So, the rabbit spirit named Tan Yueyue started living with Yan Zhengya and Tuantuan, becoming a part of the Daoist Temple.
Yan Zhengya couldn’t be happier for taking in the rabbit spirit.
Tan Yueyue was extremely diligent, getting up every morning to boil water, cook, clean, and do laundry.
Most importantly, his cooking was so delicious it almost brought tears to Yan Zhengya’s eyes.
After the meal, Tuantuan circled around Yan Zhengya’s feet.
"What’s up?" Yan Zhengya picked up Tuantuan.
Tuantuan arch its back, and Yan Zhengya realized. Tuantuan’s hair had grown a bit long and was tangled in some places.
Yan Zhengya went to find a comb, planning to groom Tuantuan’s fur properly.
Yet with just one brush, Tuantuan let out a horrendous scream.
"Oh, I messed up, I messed up." Yan Zhengya quickly rubbed Tuantuan’s back, the forceful combing had hurt Tuantuan. Looking at the tangled black fur, Yan Zhengya thought for a moment and went to find a pair of scissors. "I’ll just cut these tangled parts off."
Yuanyuan stood nearby, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Under Yuanyuan’s conflicted gaze, Yan Zhengya started cutting Tuantuan’s hair with the scissors.
"Ah, this part is tangled, cut it off."
"It’s uneven, I’ll cut this part off too."
"Oh no, this part looks uneven now, might as well cut it all off."
"There’s a bit too much here, cut it off..."
Finally, Yan Zhengya silently looked at the patchy Tuantuan in front of him and then at the hair scattered all over the floor.
Tuantuan glared at Yan Zhengya, its little eyes full of reproach.
"Ah haha, haha, well, there’s quite a bit of hair on the floor. It’s gotten soft, maybe we could use it to make brushes," Yan Zhengya laughed awkwardly.
Tuantuan snorted angrily, shooting into Yan Zhengya’s embrace like a little missile. Bad dad! Give dad a good thump!
"What to do now?" Yan Zhengya was a bit troubled.
"Shave it all off first, I’ll make Tuantuan some clothes," Yuanyuan said, trying to suppress laughter.
"Alright, let’s shave Tuantuan’s fur first," Yan Zhengya comforted the squirming Tuantuan in his arms, "Be good, it’s all my fault. We’ll shave it, and the fur will grow back neat."
Yuanyuan quickly made clothes for Tuantuan using Yan Zhengya’s old garments. Tuantuan, now hairless, hurriedly put them on.
Snort snort! Not cold anymore.
Tuantuan danced around joyfully in his clothes.
Looking at the happy Tuantuan, Yan Zhengya finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, saying to Yuanyuan, "Thanks."
"Ah, no problem, no problem, just a small thing," Yuanyuan replied with a smile.
"Ah, winter’s here, it’s a bit chilly. I’ll go buy some winter clothes. Yuanyuan, do you need anything?" Yan Zhengya asked while hugging Tuantuan, thinking to buy some cotton and fabric, make a small quilt for Tuantuan. Otherwise, when it snows and Tuantuan’s fur hasn’t grown back, it would definitely be cold.
"I’m not cold, no need, you could buy some fish. I’ll make fish balls and have hot pot," Yuanyuan thought for a moment and said, "I’ll go to the mountain to gather other ingredients later."
"Alright, alright." Hearing the hot pot mentioned, Yan Zhengya’s mouth watered.
Just as Yan Zhengya asked what other seasonings to buy, a voice came from the door: "Is anyone there?"