"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Pouring water, kneading dough, the movements were done in one go. Aunt Wang, who had finished choosing the dishes, came over with a wooden basin, looked at his extremely skilled movements, and praised him: "Young master's craftsmanship is almost as good as Wang Er's."

Wang Er is a cook from Jiangnan, and he is best at making all kinds of pastries.

Listening to her words, Mo Chi smiled and said modestly: "Nothing, I'm just messing around, how can I compare to Master Wang."

Aunt Wang snorted and said, "From the old woman's point of view, you are much better than him. You see, since the leader ate the cakes you made, he hasn't touched Wang Er's cakes again."

Aunt Wang's sincere praise made Mo Chi couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and Shunzi, who was squatting beside him to add firewood, raised his head, looked at the man's raised lips, and couldn't help but sigh: "Young master, you really treat the leader!" Alright, I will treat my daughter-in-law the same way you treat the leader in the future."

When Aunt Wang heard it, she slapped the back of his head with a slap. Shunzi cried out in pain, covered her head and looked at her master tearfully.

"The child is thinking about his wife before he even grows his hair. It's because he dislikes Master and I treat you badly, so he wants to fly away?" Aunt Wang stared at him.

"I didn't, master, don't accuse others..." Shunzi covered her head and complained for herself.

Mo Chi looked at the two masters and apprentices who were fighting, and couldn't help but bend his eyes. Aunt Wang raised her head after teaching her apprentice a lesson, and what she saw was the man with a smile on her face. She was stunned for a moment, After regaining consciousness, he stretched out his hand and drove Shunzi to wash the vegetables, while he moved a wooden stake that was only as high as her calf and sat down in front of the stove, holding a piece of firewood in his hand to watch the fire.

Mo Chi looked at her and stopped what he was doing: "Aunt Wang, I'm enough here. You've been busy all morning, go and rest for a while."

"I'm not tired. I'm sitting on the left and right. It doesn't matter where I sit. I'll show you the fire here." Aunt Wang smiled and said indifferently.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Mo Chi stopped talking and concentrated on kneading the dough in his hands.In order to make the pastry more chewy, Mo Chi used a little internal energy when kneading the dough. If people in the world knew that the pure yang internal energy that everyone flocked to was used by him to knead the dough, they would definitely point out. Watching him curse violently.

Aunt Wang was sitting in front of the stove, turning over the firewood in the stove every now and then, looking up at the man from time to time, as if hesitating to speak, after a few times, Mo Chi stopped rubbing his face , looked at her: "Just say what Aunt Wang has to say."

"This..." Aunt Wang looked at him and thought of the news she had heard. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Young master is the son of Mo Yanlan, the leader of the martial arts alliance, is it true?"

Mo Chi didn't expect her to ask this, so he nodded calmly: "It used to be."

once?

Aunt Wang couldn't understand, but she didn't think about it, she just lowered her voice slightly and said, "Recently, people in the sect are saying that you are the son of Mo Yanlan, and that you are the undercover agent he placed in the Cold Blood Sect, and that... ..."

"I also said that I approached the sect master with the intention of plotting against the law, and planned to cooperate with the members of the Wulin League to wipe out the Cold Blood Sect." Mo Chi smiled, and completed what she hadn't finished saying later, "Is that so?" He asked.

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, yes, that's what they said."

Mo Chi recalled the way those people in Tianjiao looked at him these days, and the words he heard outside Yunchu's study this morning, and smiled: "Mouths grow on them, they can say whatever they want .”

"But son. Aren't you angry? They said that about you. Rumors hurt people, they don't understand this truth, it's just too hateful!" Aunt Wang said.

"Maybe what they said is true. I'm really an undercover agent sent by the Wulin League." Seeing Aunt Wang's resentment for him, Mo Chi suddenly said with a smile.

Seeing the smile on his face, Aunt Wang was startled for a while, and after realizing it, she spit aside: "Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense, my lord, it's all their rotten tongues that made up your rumors. We won't talk to them." General knowledge."

"Aunt Wang trusts me?"

The woman looked at him and nodded, believing that the word "believe" was powerful.

She said: "Master, you are handsome, so you can't be a good person at first glance, no, you can't be a bad person at first glance."

Hearing her words, Mo Chi couldn't laugh or cry. How could he judge a person's quality like this?

"Also, my lord, you are kind to our leader. The old woman will live almost half her life. This is the first time I have seen someone like you." Aunt Wang said, looking at Mo Chi thoughtfully. , smiled: "So, the old woman believes that you will definitely not be the kind of person they said."

There was a sudden warm current in his heart, Mo Chi looked at the simple-looking woman in front of him, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

"My lord, there is no need to thank you," Aunt Wang waved her hand and said, "If you really want to thank you, I should thank you. Because of your appearance, our leader can live as happily as he is now. The old woman has nothing else to say. I hope, just hope, you two can be together well, and I hope the leader can be happy for the rest of his life."

Mo Chi was slightly startled when he heard his words: "You know me and..."

"No one in the whole church can see that you and the leader are a couple."

Mo Chi looked a little stunned, and Aunt Wang looked at him and laughed.

The water in the pot was already gurgling and starting to boil. Mo Chi put the pastries that had been prepared into the steamer, then covered the lid, and stood by the pot with Aunt Wang. During the middle, several other cooks came and smelled Seeing the fragrance in the air, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, but it's a pity that the pastry was made for their leader, and it was highly poisonous. They had no luck to eat it, so they could only smell it to satisfy their hunger.

Half an hour later, guessing that it was almost time, Mo Chi lifted the lid and brought out the pastries. The white and plump dough was printed with exquisite patterns, lying neatly in the steamer one by one, very attractive.

Aunt Wang stretched out her head to look at it, and narrowed her eyes with a smile: "It's better than the masters in the palace. The leader will definitely like it."

Mo Chi slightly bent the corners of his lips, thinking about the other party's expression when he ate the pastries, he took a plate from the side and carefully put a few pieces into it.

"Aunt Wang, I'll send it to Yunchu first, please take care of the fire for me, it's enough to steam a cup of tea."

"Okay, you go, I'm here." Aunt Wang looked at him and grinned, agreeing readily.