It was blocked by a mere kitchen wooden door.

Ouyang Rong has a black line on his forehead.

However, how can this small obstacle extinguish the thoughtful care for the junior sister at this moment? Can it block the overwhelming and overflowing righteousness?

Ouyang Rong shouted toward the door: "Junior sister, don't panic, I'm coming!"

"Senior brother, please don't..."

Before Ouyang Rong finished shouting, he had already taken a step back. When the junior sister's voice was halfway through the door, he quickly drew his sword, raised it and dropped it.

Click——!

The door lock is broken.

Bang! Ouyang Rong kicked open the kitchen door, raced against time, and rushed into the kitchen. At the same time, his tone was righteous:

"Junior sister, are you okay..."

Ouyang Rong choked on his words. He had already loosened his belt and was about to put on his coat. He paused in his attempt to cover the beautiful lady.

He saw clearly the scene in the kitchen.

There is a small pile of broken porcelain pieces on the ground in front of the stove.

But there was no expected panicked snow-white silhouette.

"What are you looking at, Senior Brother?" Xie Lingjiang's curious voice came from not far away.

Ouyang Rong turned his head in a daze, and saw that his junior sister was standing by the door in a pretty way. The monk's robes on her body were completely close to her body, and there was no hint of youthfulness at all.

She stood in front of the door, her hands clasped behind her waist, looking at him with her head tilted, and her big eyes blinking.

Ouyang Ronglue's stammering tone gradually became serious: "Senior...junior sister, what happened just now."

Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "It's nothing, I just saw a pair of mice, which was a bit scary."

"A pair of mice?"

"That's right, one big and one small." She nodded and said seriously: "The little one is stealing oil from the bowl on the stove to eat. The older one seems to be as greedy as the little one and wants to sneak in and steal oil."

Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Is there still such a thing?"

"Yeah. The little one fell into the oil bowl stupidly and couldn't escape."

Xie Ling Jiang Mei glanced at the door and said in a clear voice: "What a pair of stupid mice."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Then why did Junior Sister scream?"

Xie Lingjiang looked at him and sighed:

"The little one is fine, but the main thing is that the big one didn't expect to be so brave and rushed in directly. Well, he even knocked over the oil bowl clumsily, so it was a bit surprising."

"Hmm." Ouyang Rong analyzed seriously:

"Maybe it's not a glutton for oil. It's a mother rat. She came back from looking for food. She thought her pups were killed. She was eager to protect her babies, so she was a bit reckless."

"maybe."

"Where have these mice gone?"

"The bamboo basket fetched water but it was all in vain. Naturally, he ran away in despair. How dare he stay."

"I see……"

Xie Lingjiang asked curiously: "Senior brother seems to be very interested in them."

Ouyang Rong looked at his junior sister's expression, silently hid the hand holding the knife behind him, and shook his head:

"No, I thought it was some kind of dangerous accident, but it turned out to be a false alarm. It's okay, little junior sister, it's okay. It's okay."

Xie Lingjiang's cheeks bulged slightly, he looked Ouyang Rong up and down, and tilted his head:

"Why did Senior Brother untie his belt after he came in?"

Ouyang Rong Surong frowned and sounded worried:

"Isn't this because I'm worried that something unexpected might happen, but my junior sister hasn't put on her clothes yet, so I want to cover you up."

Xie Lingjiang nodded, "Elder brother is really thoughtful."

Ouyang Rong straightened his back and said righteously: "It's my responsibility."

"Like This……"

Xie Lingjiang lengthened his tone, glanced sideways at the broken locked door that had been kicked open behind his senior brother, and said in a suspicious tone:

"Why did Senior Brother come in so quickly? Before I could finish speaking, Senior Brother kicked the door open."

Ouyang Rong's face is not red but his heart is not beating:

"Isn't it because you haven't come out yet and you are planning to come here to hurry me up? But when I got closer, something happened to you. It really scared me. I won't do this next time. If you have something to tell me clearly, do you know?"

After talking about it, someone sounded like a domineering senior brother and glared at the little junior sister Xi.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't hold back his laughter: "Okay, if the big one comes again next time, if I don't catch him alive, I'll teach him a lesson."

"..."

Ouyang Rong raised his hand to touch his nose. Halfway through, he stopped and took it back. He asked with a straight face:

"By the way, junior sister, everything is fine. Why should you lock the door? What if you are really in danger?"

Xie Lingjiang blinked his eyes, looked at his cute and impatient senior brother who seemed to be angry, and smiled:

"Aren't you afraid that outsiders will come in? Naturally, you have to lock the door."

Ouyang Rong snorted and nodded: "I understand, senior brother, I am also an outsider, so I have to be careful, okay."

He turned around and prepared to go out with a straight face. The next moment, his right palm was tightly grasped by two catkins.

"Okay, senior brother, don't be angry."

The beautiful little girl wearing only a monk's robe took a step forward, grabbed Ouyang Rong's slender, flour-covered palms with both hands, and waved them left and right:

"I know you worked hard outside kneading the dough." He raised his head and pursed his lips and said softly: "I won't be surprised next time. I won't dare. Okay, okay..."

Ouyang Rong, who pretended to be straight-faced but actually had a guilty conscience, was slightly stunned. He looked at Xie Lingjiang, who sounded strangely coquettish, and felt a little embarrassed:

"I'm not angry. Well, before I come in next time, I'll let you know that I won't force you again..." After a pause, he changed his words: "I broke in recklessly."

The tone is serious.

"good."

Seeing Ouyang Rong becoming more honest, Xie Lingjiang smiled sweetly and agreed.

Immediately, she didn't dislike the flour on Ouyang Rong's palm, pulled him out of the kitchen, and went to the dormitory hand in hand to make longevity noodles together.

After continuing to knead the dough in the dormitory for a while, Ouyang Rong turned around and said:

"I'm going to get some water."

"good."

Ouyang Rong walked out of the dormitory, returned to the kitchen, and got a ladle of water.

Before walking out of the door, he looked back at the empty kitchen, his eyes moved down, and fell on the broken copper lock at his feet.

Ouyang Rong squatted down quietly, stretched out two fingers, and touched the broken copper lock, feeling a smooth and cold touch.

The copper lock was sticky, so he twisted it with his fingers.

It's lard.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground not far away from the stove.

This was the lard he originally poured into a broken bowl for the baby rats to eat.

"this……"

The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.

Ouyang Rong didn't know if a big rat really broke into the kitchen just now, as the junior sister said.

But he finally knew the reason why the junior sister locked the door without making a loud noise.

Good guy.

"Why is little junior sister so smart?" Ouyang Rong sighed.

These days, it’s getting harder and harder to be a senior brother...

Ouyang Rong took a ladle of water and left the kitchen.

In the dormitory, Xie Lingjiang, who was kneading dough with his head down, turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at Ouyang Rong.

The latter returned impermanently, turned to smile at her, and handed out the water.

Xie Lingjiang took it and smiled lightly.

Ouyang Rong turned his head and looked outside the door. The rain had not stopped and was still heavy.

After a while, the two continued to cook longevity noodles in the dormitory with tacit understanding.
To be continued...