Time Travel and Love

Mo Liujin's smile remained unchanged as he simply asked, "Does Qing Meng understand?"

"Hmm~" Chu Qingmeng thought for a moment, "He was scolding me."

"Puff!" Mo Liuchen spat out a mouthful of tea, and Mo Liujue nearly spitted out his own. Fortunately, he was well-mannered and only coughed twice. Mo Liuyuan and Mu Lingxue couldn't help but curl their lips, trying to hide their smiles.

"How can you tell he is scolding you?" Mo Liujin himself was stunned. He knew that Qing Meng might have a biased understanding of some things she didn't understand, but this was a little too biased, wasn't it?

"I knew Old Eight was going to kidnap me, but I didn't tell you. Besides, I didn't know when he would make his move. He used his tricks on me after he found out. Wasn't that a strategist's sacrifice to get involved a crime just a criticism of me?"

Mo Liujin now felt a pain in her chest from the suppressed smile. Although she didn't know why Eleven taught her these things, Qingmeng was really irritating. She took Chu Qingmeng's hand, picked up a white piece, and placed it on the chessboard. She couldn't hide the smile in her voice, "Double win."

Mo Liuchen turned around and laughed wildly. Eleven was teaching her how to use power. She said that Eleven was scolding her. Hahahaha, if Eleven knew, she would be so crazy.

Chu Qingmeng was baffled by their laughter. He turned back to Mo Liujin, hoping for an explanation. He simply said, "Look at the chessboard."

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In the blink of an eye, it was dinner time and the banquet began. Although it was a family celebration, the necessary arrangements were still made. Mo Chenfeng and his wife sat together, while Jiang Qing sat at the table of his generation.

The children and Mo Chenfeng saluted first, then offered their congratulations. The grandchildren then saluted and offered their congratulations. Just as Chu Qingmeng sat down, he felt his vision blurry. He didn't think much of it, but after three rounds of drinks, he realized he couldn't see at all. He panicked for a moment, but in this situation, it was best not to disrupt the occasion. Mo Liujin, recovering from his injuries, hadn't drunk.

He Qi raised his glass to Chu Qingmeng as usual, "Third sister-in-law, I toast to you."

Chu Qingmeng smiled in the direction of He Qi's voice. She remembered that the wine glass was on her right side. She raised her hand and fumbled with her fingertips, then successfully picked up the wine glass. She raised the glass slightly in the direction of He Qi and drank it in one gulp.

No one present noticed she was blind. Mo Liujin whispered in her ear, and she continued to laugh and joke with him as usual, though she never picked up her chopsticks. When the younger generation came to toast, they toasted Mo Chenfeng first. They started from oldest to youngest, but these twenty or so younger generations...

Mo Liujin laughed and said, "You bunch of rascals, Third Uncle can't drink alcohol today. You all take turns to toast, but you can't let your Third Aunt drink every cup, right? Let your Third Aunt drink tea with you instead of wine, and you are not allowed to pick on the gifts."

The younger generation all agreed with a smile. Chu Qingmeng smiled and asked Chunhe to pass the tea to her. She had turned her back to the table and could not see where the tea bowl was. But she obviously could not see when she took the tea bowl, and it bumped into Chunhe's hand, causing some tea to spill. Mo Liujin noticed that something was wrong with her and looked at her questioningly, but Chu Qingmeng could not see his eyes at all and did not respond. After dealing with these younger generations, she turned around and Chunhe helped her sit down. She subconsciously touched the stool.

Mo Liujin frowned. What happened to Qing Meng? He leaned over and whispered, "Qing Meng? What happened to you?"

Chu Qingmeng smiled and replied softly, "I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

Mo Liujin obviously didn't believe her. He asked her to turn around and face him, then covered her with his wide sleeves and waved his other hand in front of her eyes. Chu Qingmeng didn't react at all. Mo Liujin's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hand again without giving up, but she still didn't react.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qingmeng looked up questioningly, his eyes unable to focus. "What do you want to say?"

Mo Liujin looked at her with shock in his eyes, but before he could say anything, Mo Liuteng started yelling again, "Third brother! Put down your sleeves. Let's talk privately in the house!"

Mo Liujin put down his sleeves, smiled at him with a bad look on his face, and didn't respond.

Mo Liuchen also looked at Mo Liujin as if it were a miracle. Normally, he would be anxious if Lao Liu talked to him like this, so why didn't he say anything today?

Chu Qingmeng, however, lowered his eyes, took a sip from his wine glass, and said with a smile, "Sixth brother, come here, let's talk about it together~ and tell you~"

"Hahaha..." The brothers laughed out loud. Mo Liuchen smiled at Mo Liuteng and said, "Sixth Brother, just admit defeat when facing Qing Meng!"

The noise during the banquet did not make Mo Liujin feel relieved. Instead, he kept looking at Chu Qingmeng from time to time, paying attention to her movements. When she was drinking with her sisters-in-law, she used her fingertips to explore a few places for fear of attracting attention, and even lowered her eyes slightly. When someone spoke, she would subconsciously tilt her head and listen with her ears. Mo Liujin was very sure that Chu Qingmeng was now invisible. The hand under the table tightly grasped her hand. He began to help her pick up things intentionally or unintentionally.