Time Travel and Love

Chapter 414 Eating Wontons

Mo Jiangli doesn't know yet that the secret stake in his hand is a fusion of the prince's secret stake and the secret stakes of the eight kings by Chu Qingmeng. Its strength is far beyond the ordinary secret stake in Jiang Heng's hand.

Chu Qingmeng poured him a cup of tea. "Huayao, you've met them. How to deal with the secret agents is up to you. I've already cleaned them up many times, and there are basically no other forces left. The people in the secret agents are all my people. If you trust them, use them. If you don't, send them back to my house. Don't worry about face. You should have your own considerations and plans when doing things."

Mo Jiangli didn't know what to say, so he waved his hand to signal them to go down. Feiying looked up at Chu Qingmeng and got her approval. The three of them left the room together.

As soon as they left, Mo Jiangli knelt in front of Chu Qingmeng, startling him. He quickly pulled him up, "Get up, get up. What are you doing? Since you call me mother, you are my son. There is no need to do this..."

Mo Jiangli shook his head but didn't get up. He reached out and hugged Chu Qingmeng's waist and buried himself in her belly. He couldn't stop crying. No one had ever thought about him like this before. Even his biological mother would not do this, right? He felt sad and couldn't help sobbing, "Mother..."

Chu Qingmeng smiled bitterly and patted his back helplessly, "Why do you have the same temper as Jiang Che? You're such a grown man, and you're still crying?"

After patting him soothingly for a while, Chu Qingmeng stopped him, "Alright, if you cry any longer, your eyes will be too ugly to be seen."

Mo Jiangli calmed down a bit, stood up, sat down, drank a sip of tea and suppressed the uneasy emotions in his heart. Chu Qingmeng wet a handkerchief and handed it to him, "Wipe your face, it won't be good if someone sees you when you go out later."

Mo Jiangli smiled sheepishly, "Mother, what is this four-legged beast above?"

"It's a Qilin, one of the ancient mythical beasts, symbolizing peace," Chu Qingmeng explained. This was the first time Mo Jiangli had seen it; it wasn't mentioned in Dayu's myths and legends.

It was almost noon when they left Yicui Pavilion. Chu Qingmeng originally wanted to send Mo Jiangli away, but he was so moved today that he insisted on following Chu Qingmeng no matter what.

"..." Chu Qingmeng was helpless again. How could he be more difficult than Jiang Che? "I want to go to the wonton stall in the south of the city to eat wontons. That kind of roadside stall is not suitable for you."

"If the mother eats, the son will naturally eat." Mo Jiangli was determined to follow her.

"..." He was exhausted. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have taken him to the secret place on a whim. Although it was to take the opportunity to see what the brothel was like, Chu Qingmeng didn't expect that he would stick to him.

A few of them rode their horses to the wonton stall in the south of the city. Just as they sat down, Jiang Qing and Jiang Che passed by and saw them. They got off their horses and went straight to their seats.

"Mother, brother." The two of them greeted each other and then sat down.

"..." Chu Qingmeng was in a rather awkward state. Wu Yu's mother opened the door for her, and she was home. She couldn't get rid of one, and now two more had come. Her quiet and peaceful afternoon was gone again. She looked up at them with some resentment, "Aren't you two busy? Do you have time to eat wontons with me?"

"Mother, I've just finished my work." Mo Jiangqing looked at Chu Qingmeng's resentful expression and couldn't help but smile.

Looking at the light general uniforms on the two men, Chu Qingmeng sighed. These days, the father and his two sons were often busy and nowhere to be seen. Mo Liujin always came back to take care of her whenever he had time.

"Forget it, let's eat somewhere else." Chu Qingmeng looked at the two brothers, feeling really annoyed and distressed. "With your appetite, you won't be able to eat enough of this."

Anyway, Mo Liujin always ate this food just to keep her company. This bowl of wontons wouldn't even be enough for him. It was a miracle that these three young men could eat their fill.

"No need, mother. I can eat a few more bowls if I'm not full. What's more important is that I really want to try how delicious this thing is and why you always think about it." Mo Jiangche was really curious. He always heard his mother and father mention this wonton stall, and he also wanted to try it.

"..." Chu Qingmeng turned around silently and asked Feiying to buy more. Feiying smiled and said, "Let's cook twenty bowls first and see."

Sure enough, Feiying was right in her miscalculation. Chu Qingmeng looked at the bowls piled up beside her and fell into deep thought. Did she eat too little, or did they eat too much?

"Did you just come back from the military camp?" Chu Qingmeng asked.

"Well, the superior has transferred some soldiers to be stationed at the city gate to prepare for the imperial examination in a few days. My son just came back from patrolling the camp." Mo Jiangqing replied to Chu Qingmeng.

Chu Qingmeng nodded and asked Uncle He to bring a few more bowls. He felt a little sorry for them. Patrolling the camp required walking, and they didn't know how far they had walked this morning.

After dinner, they strolled back with their horses, but they hadn't gone far when they ran into Aunt Guihua.

"Mister Chu?" Aunt Guihua was holding some cloth she had bought. Dalin was going to take the imperial examination, and she had to hurry to make him a thick coat. She heard that it was very cold in the examination room!

"Aunt Guihua? Are you going to make clothes?" Chu Qingmeng felt that it was useless to wear men's clothes, so she simply stopped pretending. After all, she wore men's clothes just to avoid wearing a veil.

Aunt Guihua looked at Jiang Qing and Jiang Che, who looked identical, and smiled, "Sister Chu, are these your twins?"

"Yes, Qing'er Che'er, call me aunt." Chu Qingmeng greeted with a smile.