How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

For example, the song "Song of the Wine" is about enjoying life in the moment, being confident, optimistic, bold and inspiring.

I was born to be useful, and even if I lose all my money, I will get it back. When I feel down, I often use this sentence to comfort myself.

No wonder the ancients liked to drink and write poetry. If she had talent, she would also like to write a poem on the spot to express her current mood.

Although she couldn't write poetry, she could sing. She waved her hand and said, "Cuihua, bring me the pipa."

"Puchi", Jia Qingwu was amused by her pretending to be bold and unrestrained. She looked at Madam Jia and both of them couldn't help laughing.

Xia Chu didn't care at all and chanted another poem: "The lake light and autumn colors are in harmony, the lake surface is calm and the mirror is unpolished. Looking at the green mountains and waters of Dongting Lake in the distance, there is a green snail on a silver plate."

After she had the pipa in her hand, she paused for a moment, then sang while playing:

Cold Food Festival is over and the clouds and rain have stopped

The Night Marquis is just right

Another year, the warm sunshine during tea picking season

The wind chases the butterflies

……

The leaves go from floating to sinking, from curling to unfurling, how much hardship do they endure?

A song in the poem about picking tea, singing through the spring dawn

Mrs. Jia's lips curled up when she heard it. "The tune is lively and the lyrics are interesting. I've never heard it before."

Xia had played this song before, and now she sang it in full. She found the lyrics interesting, yet also tinged with sadness. She praised it briefly, but her heart ached for the bullies who bullied Sibao in the lyrics. Thinking of Xia Xia's begging days, she felt even more sad. But she quickly suppressed the emotion; the weather was good, and she couldn't spoil the fun.

Jia Qingwu picked up the wine glass and took a long sip. It was a little spicy in her throat, but more of a warm sensation. She squinted her eyes and smiled, her gaze fixed on Xia Chu's face.

After playing for a while, Jia Qingwu advised her to take a break.

Xia Chu nodded, and seeing the boat stopped in the middle of the lake, he asked, "Can we fish?"

"Sure, I'll get the fishing rods." After hearing this, the workers on the boat immediately went to get three fishing rods and a can of bait. They put the bait on the rods before handing them to the maids.

The fishing rod was quite crude, just a straight stick with a cotton string and a goose feather tied to it for a float. It looked like something the boatmen had made themselves; it was incredibly crude.

"Grandma, Mom, do you want to go fishing?" Xia Chu asked.

"You go ahead, I'll sit for a while." Madam Jia shook her head and refused. The old nanny behind her took out a headband and said, "Madam, tie it on. The wind is so cold, be careful or you'll have a headache at night."

Old Lady Jia nodded and let her put the headband on her.

Jia Qingwu followed Xia Chu to the edge, but she had never fished before. Xia Chu helped her lower the hook and then handed her the fishing rod. "Have you ever fished before?"

"No, just hold it, right?" Jia Qingwu took it carefully and watched Xia Chu throw the hook out easily.

Cuihua brought a stool for the two of them to sit on, and she and Cuiya stood behind with an umbrella to block the sunlight.

"How do we know if there are any fish?" Jia Qingwu asked.

"Look at the goose feather floating in the water. If it moves violently or sinks, it means there's a fish." Xia Chu finished his explanation and said with a smile, "If you catch one, cook it and eat it right away. Let's see what this fish tastes like, having been out of the water for less than half an hour."

"Okay." Jia Qingwu was intrigued by her and stared at the goose feathers on the water surface seriously. Unexpectedly, after a while, the goose feathers began to move up and down. Jia Qingwu stood up excitedly, "Xia Xia, it's moving!"

"Pull, drag it back!" Xia Chu quickly put down his fishing rod and went over to help her reel in the line. He pulled hard, "It's a big fish!"

Aunt Xu came over to help pull the fish alongside. Xia Chu didn't rush to pull it up. She was worried about breaking the simple fishing rod. She tugged at the rod, letting the fish struggle for a while. When she felt the fish's strength dwindling, she gave it a strong tug and swung it upwards. A large grass carp leaped out of the water and landed heavily on the deck.

"Wow, what a big fish!" Old Lady Jia exclaimed. "Did Nini catch this?"

A grass carp as long as Xia Chu's calf was jumping on the deck, swishing its tail. "Is this the protection for beginners?" Xia Chu was surprised. "It's been less than ten minutes since the hook was in the water, and such a big fish has already taken the bait."

The boatman ran up to help remove the fish hook and considerately put the bait back on.

Xia Chu glanced at the fishing rod, which was motionless.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Jia Qingwu caught another fish.

In less than half an hour, Jia Qingwu had caught over ten fish. Air Force officer Xia Chu stared at the baitless hook, speechless and choking.

We had lunch on the boat, and the maids cooked the fish in various ways. Fish porridge, fish ball soup, steamed, braised, grilled fish fillets...

Even on this table, Jia Qingwu hadn't used up all the fish she'd caught. But she was unusually happy. It wasn't just about these few fish. It was the feeling of hooking the fish, of having cast them in, that brought a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. It even seemed to taste better than any fish she'd ever eaten. The smile on Jia Qingwu's face never faded. Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at her mother and daughter, as if she had cooked the entire table herself.

Xia Chu readily followed suit, deliberately exaggerating and praising loudly, "Mom, this fish is really delicious! The fish you caught is truly unique, the best fish I have ever eaten."

Mrs. Jia and Jia Qingwu laughed at her, and Mrs. Jia also praised the fish for being fresh. Of course it was fresh, freshly killed and eaten.

Throughout the meal, Xia Chu's witty remarks kept the two of them from paying attention to table manners and laughing uncontrollably. Perhaps the laughter worked up their appetites, too. The table was almost completely devoured, with Xia Chu taking the lion's share.

After dinner, Mrs. Jia and Jia Qingwu both went to take a nap. Xia Chu, unwilling to be idle, continued fishing.

Maybe I sat too close to my mom this morning, so all the fish went to her side. After all, it's for the newbies to protect. Now that I'm fishing by myself, I should catch some fish, right?

Jia Qingwu woke up and went out to look for her daughter. She was squatting by the boat with a look of grievance on her face, and she seemed about to cry. "Xia Xia? What's wrong?"

"There's not a single fish, not a single one..." He's an air force guy in modern times, so why is he still an air force guy in ancient times? Does this physical condition follow the soul? Is that reasonable? Xia Chu complained furiously in her mind, and when she caught a glimpse of the empty bucket next to her, she almost burst into tears.

Jia Qingwu thought something serious had happened, but she couldn't help but chuckle. A small sense of pride rose in her heart. Although she had just learned to fish, she had a natural talent. She couldn't help but sit down again. "Mom, can you come with me?"

So the three of them returned with two large buckets of fish. Jia Qingwu had these fish thrown into the small pond in the courtyard. The small pond, originally only home to koi, suddenly became more vibrant with the addition of several sturdy grass carp.