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"Time Domain Acceleration!"

Whoosh whoosh! Crack crack crack...

Lin Linhou moved like lightning, quickly tidying up Uncle Zhao, who usually thought he was very handsome but was actually unkempt and always had a rough, roguish style, making him look neat and tidy.

She even used her abilities to help him lose weight and to catalyze the effects of the immortal banquet ingredients in his body, making them work faster and achieving a slight skin-beautifying effect.

Today, Uncle Zhao possesses the charm of a middle-aged man, yet one can still faintly discern some of the youthful qualities he once had: confidence, optimism, reliability, perseverance, and integrity.

After it was finished, it was truly a sight to behold. I thought to myself, no wonder Uncle Zhao always said that he was very charming when he was young.

"Wow! Uncle Zhao has suddenly become really handsome! I admit it now, Uncle, you are a really charming man."

Hongying clapped her hands and praised Lin Linhou for his excellent skills, saying, "Quickly, quickly, give me and Sister Qimo a beauty and hair treatment too, they also want to become more beautiful."

"That's unnecessary. Hongying, you don't need any extra makeup or dressing up. If there's anything wrong, it's just that your complexion looks a little off."

"Don't practice anymore. Relax and rest for a few days. Once your complexion returns, you'll naturally become more charming."

"But Sister Qi Mo... your hairstyle, uh, is 'dangerous'."

If Hongying hadn't reminded him, Lin Linhou wouldn't have paid any attention.

My previous impression of Sister Qimo was that she always dressed decisively and efficiently, and usually wore simple bangs with a long single ponytail.

But now, Sister Qimo, why do you look so much like a housewife?

Not only are the neat, straight bangs gone, but they've been transformed into a unique, seemingly messy yet visually appealing, interwoven hairstyle.

The whip on his head was also changed to a slightly coiled one-sided style, draped over his shoulder in front of him.

A classic dangerous hairstyle in the world of anime.

While Qi Mo had previously exuded the same intellectual older sister vibe, it wasn't very pronounced. Now, she completely embodies the image of a virtuous wife and loving mother from the anime world.

Lin Linhou hadn't noticed anything amiss from the beginning until now, but only now has he realized it.

Holy crap, Sister Qi Mo, what kind of outfit and hairstyle is that?

"Sister Qimo, listen to my advice. This hairstyle... it can't be done haphazardly. It carries a curse and can easily lead to trouble."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qimo raised his hand and chuckled a few times, saying, "Where is that saying? Combing your hair can kill you, can it?"

Wouldn't all the barbershops have to close during the first month of the lunar year, unless his mother is an only child or the whole family consists of daughters?

"I think this outfit suits me very well, it looks great, and I like it very much."

"Besides, even if something really happens, you still have your incredibly powerful backer, who can even bring the dead back to life."

Wen Qimo didn't take it to heart, saying that she was aware of the "dangerous hairstyle" joke, but there were plenty of people in the world with her hairstyle, and it couldn't be that everyone would get into trouble.

The reason is simply that for girls with thick and fast-growing hair, it would be very inconvenient and uncomfortable if they didn't braid their hair and let it hang down their shoulders.

She's not fighting anymore; she spends her days going out to buy groceries, cook, do laundry, wash dishes, and handle the occasional official business of the 136th Squad, which is relatively few each day.

They also had to take care of Hongying, who only knew how to train like crazy.

"There's nothing I can do. If there really is a curse, it's probably because at my age, it's unavoidable to have to do the things of a good wife and mother every day."

Wen Qimo feigned a sigh, saying that her hairstyle didn't become like this overnight; it was the result of life's hardships.

Lin Linhou: (ー ー゛) Yes, yes, yes, that's the tone, expression and movements. Sister Qimo, you really look like a virtuous wife and loving mother from an anime.

Hongying: (??? ? ???) So, it's actually my fault.

"Okay, okay, Sister Qimo, I understand. From now on, I won't just focus on cultivating like crazy and add unnecessary pressure to your life. I'll cook for you every day."

Wen Qimo glanced at Hongying, then rolled his eyes and turned away to the other side.

"You cook? Come on, have you forgotten what happened six months ago when you got up in the middle of the night to make a midnight snack and blew up the whole kitchen?"

"I thought you were sleepwalking into the kitchen to practice your demolition skills."

Wen Qimo said that she has become more and more like a virtuous wife and loving mother during this period of time.

Then you have absolutely no skills in this area.

It's really worrying that you're completely clueless about everything, from housework to cooking.

"And your old, rather shabby room, I know there's another reason for that."

"Linhou, would you like to hear about Hongying's childhood?"

"She's just not good at tidying up her room. If there are too many things in the room, it will look like a trash can, and you can't find anything."

“Hongying, she can’t even sweep the floor properly… Waaah.”

Hongying quickly covered Wen Qimo's mouth to stop her from revealing more of her embarrassing past experiences.

"Don't listen to Sister Qi Mo's nonsense. I can sweep the floor very well now. It will be spotless."

Hongying's rebuttal only confirmed Wen Qimo's words; in the past, Hongying might really have been a silly girl whose room was a mess and who couldn't even sweep the floor properly.