Always with me eternally

Chapter 4: Sweet and Sour Fish

 Dijun had taken his family back home to Qing Qiu after their joyful yet eventful day together. Thankfully Feng Jiu's family had gone traveling and yet were to know what had happened in the past 200 years. So, the fox den was quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were perhaps the occasion of the Qing Qiu housekeeper Mi Gu whistling his way into work. He wasn't planning to keep her family in the dark and had planned to tell them when they returned. And prior to asking for Feng Jiu's hand in marriage again. But it will have to wait until his wife gets well again.

It was the late evening in the Qing Qiu humble fox den as the family was getting ready to make their dinner. Feng Jiu then places the carps on the counter and went to look for a knife. She watches as it flops back and forth flipping its fin everywhere.  But since she had been in a coma, there was barely anyone cooking in the kitchen. All the knife had gone blunt. It had even made her wonder what had Dijun, Gun Gun, and Mi Gu had eaten for the past times. They probarly have hired a cook in Qing Qiu. There were many talented chefs all around the realms. Or perhaps they could have invited her Uncle from the Nine Heavens to come down. 

Nevertheless, did she fell like in the mood to cook, or was she in the mood to go and search for a cook. She hasn't seen her Aunt since the grand wedding and as for her Uncle, he was nowhere to be found. 

Walking up to Dijun she slightly tugs onto his robe.

"Dijun, all the knives are blunt. Perhaps you can use the sword and cut the fish?" Knowing that Dijun's sword was always perfectly sharp, it would be a perfect temporary knife to cut the fish.

Now as Gun Gun was listening he had heard about his father's famous Cang's he sword as he was digging for something to read in the fox den a while ago. Who had known that his mother had collected many of his father's works in her study. He had heard whoever had seen the famous sword were doom to meet their death. Dijun nodded as he had summoned his sword and flipping it in one of his hands to show off to his son what great skill he has. However, due to the lack of usage of the sword, it was rather dusty. Dijun had thought to himself he wouldn't need the sword that often now. 

Using his magic, Dijun crosses his hands and watches as his sword does the job. The Cang'he sword swishes around cutting the fish scale carefully and began to slice it. He then turns to Feng Jiu who was smiling as she watches the bond between the father and the son. It had made him very happy on the inside. But he was very hungry today. As the only thing, he had today was tea. If they had stood there and watched the sword cutting the fish then dinner will be very much delay.