Time Travel and Love

"Mother, you should have told me earlier. I haven't eaten much." Mo Jiangqing really didn't expect Chu Qingmeng to cook, and he even went to cook by himself.

"It's just a spur of the moment." Chu Qingmeng picked up Xiao Ming and teased him slightly.

They chatted for a while, with Mrs. Li and Mrs. Xu constantly praising Chu Qingmeng's cooking skills. After a short rest, they dispersed and returned to their respective courtyards.

Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng with an unfading smile, "Madam has hidden so many things from me. I never knew Madam could cook."

"How could I not know how to cook when I was alone before? But the food was not very tasty." Chu Qingmeng lay lazily on the couch. He was very tired today.

"No, it's delicious." Mo Liujin's expression changed really quickly.

Chu Qingmeng was amused by him and stood up and threw herself into his arms, "Your words don't reflect your heart!"

Mo Liujin held her in his arms, and the two of them laughed and played for a while before they rested.

The next morning, Mo Liujin woke up at the beginning of the morning. Wen Zhong had been away for the past few days, saying he had something to do, so he hadn't come. He had returned to his usual routine, practicing martial arts with the children. He had been gone for a moment when Chu Qingmeng also woke up. He got up, washed up briefly, opened the door, and sat on a bench in the porch, watching the grandparents and grandchildren.

Today was the first time I'd seen them practicing spearmanship. Mo Liujin was teaching his two sons the techniques, while his four older grandchildren watched from the side. The techniques were common, but after watching them for a while, I realized that the spears weren't as beautiful as the swords. Jiang Qing's spearmanship wasn't as good as Jiang Che's. There were some things that Jiang Che mastered instantly, but Jiang Qing couldn't.

"Qing'er, when you deliver the gun, you have to use your waist strength, not just your arm strength." Chu Qingmeng saw that Mo Jiangqing was being lectured by Mo Liujin for a long time but still couldn't understand. He couldn't help but said, "Don't you realize that your gun power is not as strong as Jiang Che's?"

"Waist strength?" Mo Jiangqing was confused for a moment, then tried it and found that he was indeed much stronger.

Mo Liujin raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Qingmeng, "Madam, you also know this?"

"No. But I can clearly see the difference between Che'er and Qing'er's moves. A comparison reveals where Qing'er falls short."

Mo Liujin was so angry that he laughed. He almost forgot Chu Qingmeng's abnormal learning ability.

The three of them started fighting. Chu Qingmeng loved watching these famous fighting scenes and wanted a bucket of popcorn. The three of them fought the whole game, but Chu Qingmeng didn't see what she wanted to see. Why didn't we have any of our traditional moves?

Seeing that Chu Qingmeng was enjoying herself, Mo Liujin jokingly asked, "Madam, would you like some advice?"

"I won't." Chu Qingmeng shook her head. She had no intention of discouraging her son.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the group put away their guns and returned to the house for lunch. After a short rest, the day's work began again. Chu Qingmeng went to the kitchen again, kneaded the dough, mixed the filling, rolled out the dough, and wrapped it himself. In an hour, he had wrapped a lot of dough and had someone put it in the ice cellar to freeze. He cooked some himself and put it in the lunch box. He also fried a few dishes and put them in the lunch box to take away.

"Feiying, you don't have to follow me. Tell the Third Master that I won't be back for lunch. Shuang Cheng Jingming, let's go." Feiying was very upset about Chu Qingmeng's recent behavior of not taking him with him when going out. Ever since Wen Zhong and others came into being, he was excluded from the confidants of his master, and he felt very upset.

After finally reaching the gate, Chu Qingmeng was already breathless. She had rested twice along the way, but she was still exhausted. Fortunately, a carriage was prepared for her both ways. Once in the carriage, Chu Qingmeng sank into the seat. Two bowls of medicine a day, an injection every other day, but she was still too weak.

A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the Snow Viewing Lake in the south of the city. Looking at the huge pleasure boat, Chu Qingmeng was completely covered in the gauze curtain under the veil. Jingming carried the food box, and Shuangcheng dressed as a maid and helped her onto the pleasure boat.

Mo Yunting saw her coming over, stood up and walked over, reaching out to help her, "Chujiu, how are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Shuang Cheng frowned slightly, but did not remove his arm from Chu Qingmeng's arms, nor did he make room.

"It's okay." Chu Qingmeng just smiled at him and sat down at the table. He motioned Shuang Cheng to go down. Shuang Cheng was equally hesitant. Chu Qingmeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Go ahead. If he wants to kill me, just kill him. He's no match for you anyway."

"..." Watching Shuang Cheng leave, Mo Yunting laughed angrily, "Do I look like I really want to kill you?"

"They're afraid that Ajin will quarrel with me because of you." Chu Qingmeng took Jingming's heated lunch box and took out all the prepared dishes. "I made this. Want to try it?"

Mentioning Mo Liujin, Mo Yunting sighed. Because of him, everything he did now would be seen as having ulterior motives towards Chujiu. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, and put it in his mouth. "I haven't had dumplings in years. They're delicious."

"Well, I made some extra and froze it. You can take it back." Chu Qingmeng also took a bite of the dish and said calmly.

Mo Yunting was stunned for a moment and looked at Chu Qingmeng, frowning, "You're just feeling better, why are you going through all this trouble? Wrapping this thing is so tiring!"

"I just think you haven't eaten the food I cooked, so I want you to eat some." Chu Qing didn't even raise her head. She hadn't eaten much for breakfast and was now hungry.