Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

At the same time, Yingchuan Yangdi.

The snow that had been falling for several days finally stopped, and the sun shone warmly on the streets and alleys of Yangdi City. People who were idle during the winter farming season brought their small stools and sat in the streets and alleys to bask in the sun, eat melons and chat.

A woman came staggering down the street pushing a wheelbarrow.

"Xu Tofu, are all the tofu sold out today? Is there any more?" An old woman spat out a melon shell and stretched her neck to look at the cart.

"Sold out!" The woman smiled kindly. "If you want one, I'll save one for you tomorrow."

The old woman took out two copper coins from her waist and handed them to the woman, "Leave half a pound for me tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll remember and save some for you." The woman stopped the car and put the copper coins into the cloth bag around her waist.

The old woman asked again, "Has your Ah Fu come back yet? I heard he went away to study. Hasn't he been home for a while?"

Talking about her son, the woman's face was full of happiness. "He came back at the beginning of the year and went to see his father today."

The woman pushed the cart again and took a few steps when she heard a clear shout from behind her.

"aunt!"

The woman turned her head and looked at the young man a few steps away, with a puzzled look on her face, "Young Master, are you calling me?"

The young man walked up and bowed to the woman.

"Auntie, don't you remember me? I'm A-Mo."

"Amo?" Aunt Xu looked Zhang Mo up and down. Her facial features had grown, and she could still vaguely see her old appearance. Her eyes, as crystal-clear as pearls, became even brighter and more charming.

"What a little Amo!"

The handle of the cart fell to the ground. Aunt Xu reached out to hug Zhang Mo, but her hands were stained with tofu residue. She quickly wiped them on her apron, excited and incoherent. "You've grown so much in the past few years. I've been thinking about you all these years. Two years ago, you sent money and books to me, and then I learned that Envoy Wang had been dismissed from office a long time ago. You went to Jinyang. How have you been these years? Does he really treat you like his daughter? Have you been bullied?"

Aunt Xu's nagging made Zhang Mo feel as if she was back in the Xu family courtyard. The family was sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air. Aunt Xu was nagging at Xu Fu who was playing with a wooden stick, but she could do nothing about it.

Zhang Mo felt guilty. She had been away from Yangdi for so long that she had no time to come back to see the woman who had always treated her as her daughter.

"I'm fine." Zhang Mo took Aunt Xu's hand and touched her cheek. "You can tell by my chubby face. How about you? Why are you selling tofu? Where's your uncle?"

Aunt Xu's smile froze, and she said sadly, "Your uncle passed away three years ago!"

"Gone?" Zhang Mo reacted, and a pang of sadness lingered in her heart. "Why did he suddenly..."

Aunt Xu bent down and pushed the cart. "It's a long story. Let's go home. I'll cook for you. We can have a good chat tonight."

"I'll do it." Xu Huang hurried forward and took the cart from Aunt Xu.

Seeing that Xu Huang was dressed in shorts, Aunt Xu thought that he was Zhang Mo's follower, so she handed the carriage to him and took Zhang Mo's arm to go home.

The Xu family's home was still the same as before, except that without Grandma Xu and Uncle Xu, it was much quieter. Even the chicken coop next door was empty, and the sound of roosters crowing could no longer be heard.

Just like before, Zhang Mo made the fire, Aunt Xu cooked, and Amina helped her. A fairly sumptuous dinner was quickly ready.

Aunt Xu smiled as she set the table and said, "It's been a while since our home has been this lively. I'm so happy to see A-Mo again today."

"Where's Brother Afu? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Zhang Mo brought the dishes over, as if she was at home and didn't consider herself a guest at all.

"He would go sit at his father's grave every day and then come back after a while."

Just as she finished speaking, there was a sound of a door opening outside the courtyard. Aunt Xu smiled and said, "It must be Shu'er who has returned!"

Zhang Mo hurriedly put down the plate and walked out of the main room, only to see a young man about twenty years old standing in the yard. He had a handsome face, tall stature, and a somewhat strong build, but he exuded an elegant temperament.

"Shu'er!" Aunt Xu came out and took Zhang Mo's hand. "Come and see who this is. Can you recognize her?"

Xu Shu tied the horse under a small tree in the yard. His eyes stayed on Zhang Mo's face. He was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief, "Amo?"

"It's me!" Zhang Mo bowed and said, "Brother Afu, long time no see. I hope you are well!"

Xu Shu stood there blankly, staring at her as if in a dream. It was this girl who made him decide to give up martial arts and pursue literature. She is back! ?

Aunt Xu smiled and said, "Don't stand there like an idiot. It's cold outside. Come back inside and talk slowly. I'll go make two more dishes."

There was a heater burning in the room. When he lifted the curtain and walked in, a warm feeling hit him in the face. Zhang Mo first served Xu Shu a bowl of hot soup.

"Brother Afu, drink something to warm yourself up first."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Xu Shu hurriedly stood up, took it with both hands, glanced at Zhang Mo, then lowered his eyes embarrassedly.

Looking at the somewhat reserved Xu Shu, Zhang Mo smiled and joked, "How did that boy who used to fight with sticks become so shy? This is your home!"

Xu Shu subconsciously said, "It's your home too!"

Zhang Mo smiled warmly, "Yes, it is my first home in this world."

This world? My first home? Xu Huang and Xu Shu looked at her strangely. Realizing she had let something slip, Zhang Mo changed the subject, "Where did Brother Afu go to study these years? Who was his teacher?"

Xu Shu said, "My master, Sima Hui, courtesy name Decao, also known as Master Shuijing, is from Yangdi and currently resides in Xiangyang, Jingzhou."

Zhang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. Mr. Shui Jing, as far as she knew, this man was proficient in Qimen and military tactics, and his friends were almost all top strategists of the Three Kingdoms. And the two Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chick also seemed to be Mr. Shui Jing's disciples.

"Then do you know Zhuge Kongming and Pang Shiyuan?"

Xu Shu shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

Never heard of it? How could it be? Historically, these people seemed to be good friends. Could it be that these two little ones haven't been given names yet?

Zhang Mo said again, "It's Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong."

Xu Shu thought for a moment and shook his head again, "I only know Zhuge Xuan, the governor of Yuzhang. Could the Zhuge Liang you're talking about be from the Zhuge family?"

Speaking of Zhuge Xuan, Zhang Mo remembered that Zhuge Liang lived with his uncle Zhuge Xuan because his parents died early, and he should not have gone out to study and met Xu Shu.

"He's Zhuge Xuan's nephew, a very smart kid. Brother Afu might have a chance to make friends with him in the future. And there's Pang Tong, who was also a young boy at that time."

Xu Shu nodded in agreement and asked, "It's so cold in winter, why would you travel so far away at this time?"

"I had something to do and I stopped by Yingchuan to take a look. I've been so busy these past few years that I couldn't even come when grandma and uncle were there. I feel really guilty."

"Amo is in the Wang family, and you have no choice. I understand! The Xu family is much better off now that you taught us how to make tofu. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to travel and study. Two years ago, you sent me money and a bunch of books. I'm the one who feels so unworthy."

Zhang Mo said, "Brother Afu, please don't say that. If you hadn't given me a place to stay and the warmth of a home, I might not have survived. You even helped me fight the thugs."

Xu Shu couldn't help but sigh, if it weren't for that incident, he might still be a reckless knight now.

"Where's Ah Fei? What is he doing now?"

Zhang Mo was sweating. Could she say that Du Fei was now helping her manage a group of bandits?

"He's helping me look after the manor in Jinyang. Oh, and there's going to be war in Yingchuan soon. I came here to get you out of here. I have a manor in Jinyang, so why not let you stay there for a while?"