Chapter 1836 - 1816:
Luo Qianqian was dumbfounded, then blushed, feeling a bit at a loss, somewhat amused, and pushed Mo: "Can you be serious for once?"
"I am serious, it’s only you who think I’m not." Mo also put away his serious demeanor, slightly lowering his head to hide the emotions in his eyes.
"But I can promise you this, your brother isn’t you, always worrying about these kinds of problems." Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: "But if you don’t come back soon, don’t blame me for getting married in a minute, then you’ll have to call me sister-in-law." She stretched out a tiny fist, issuing a threat with no real force.
Mo immediately laughed, shook his head speechlessly, but his eyes were full of worry.
Not like him...?
But they are brothers, and they understand each other’s thoughts better than others. He knows Yan is serious, even though they joke around, they’re always very serious about competing.
However, as it stands now, he has the upper hand, it’s just unknown what Yan would do if he wasn’t here.
He was biased into making Luo Qianqian trust him, not entirely due to this brotherly conflict, but also because he genuinely cared. He can control the dosage of medicine to save or harm, but he cannot control his own heart.
This mysterious girl that appeared was worth using their family’s secret treasure to please her.
Just don’t know why, there’s always a feeling that Yan will completely defeat him.
So he’s willing to increase his own punishment just to leave a place in Luo Qianqian’s heart for him, only to unexpectedly turn misfortune into blessing, not only did Lin Nianan let the two of them spend day and night together, but he also smoothly broke through.
So, they say cultivation depends on the heavens. It’s not always true that efforts will bring results, nor that slacking off will neglect innate talent. Some people exist for the world to envy, adore, and worship.
"Come on, we should go get a good meal." Mo grabbed Luo Qianqian, looking at the stack of talisman paper in front of her: "Hurry up and put them away, be careful not to get killed when found out."
Having treasures invites punishment and may lead to murder.
This kind of thing, even if one hasn’t experienced it, they can imagine it, after all... if a very weak person has a very powerful weapon, wouldn’t all stronger ones want to fight for it? The strong rule, and a strong person with a powerful weapon becomes even stronger. That’s why countless people revere treasures; countless people are willing to die for the chance to obtain a powerful weapon. Aren’t the Hundred Flavors Mushrooms fed as such?
Luo Qianqian remained silent for a moment, then looked at Mo: "Actually, if it weren’t me, others wouldn’t make it either."
After all... there’s no Xuan Ming left in the Mysterious Nether Realm.
"Can you guarantee no one would just cut you down out of jealousy?" Mo calmly continued.
Luo Qianqian was indifferent, where did this person learn so many words? How long has he been there? Is modernization that fast?
Once they tidied everything up, the two stood up to leave.
On the way, they met Di Jun and Long Tu. Di Jun was holding his stomach with a satisfied look, and Luo Qianqian had black lines on her forehead: "Did you go again..."
"Today Shiliu cooked! I didn’t go! Your sister-in-law’s fine!" Di Jun hastily interrupted her upon hearing Luo Qianqian’s words, eager to explain: "Moreover, your sister-in-law’s brother has already left, I didn’t even take a single strand of her hair, even if it fell, she did it herself."
His anxious series of rebuttals left Luo Qianqian amused yet exasperated, and her mouth twitched slightly: "Next time you eat that much, let Shiliu make you some hawthorn soup to avoid having you look like the second senior brother."
The next second, Long Tu and Mo both covered their mouths.
After saying that, Luo Qianqian said her goodbye and left with Mo.
Long Tu’s smile also faded in an instant, looking silently in the direction where the two left.
Di Jun frowned: "Second senior brother? Then who’s the first senior brother? Why so ambiguous?"
Long Tu didn’t respond, only turning to walk calmly forward after the two disappeared from sight: "Come on, Shiliu said you should exercise more before heading back." After all, eating so much and going back would not be easy to digest, it’s better to exercise more.
Luo Qianqian and Mo arrived at the small courtyard, and were dumbfounded seeing He Wenyu making soup, while only Ji Lei and Kuang Xiao were left eating...
"What made you suddenly decide to cook?" Luo Qianqian walked up to grab a bowl, served some soup, handed it to Mo, and then turned to He Wenyu, full of curiosity.
He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian with a deadpan expression: "The teacher wants me to use up all the courtyard’s ingredients and not make anything I’ve cooked before, I’m going insane..." He Wenyu dropped the spatula and, in pain, leaned into Luo Qianqian’s arms, sobbing.
"Why?" Luo Qianqian curiously peered over her shoulder, mouth agape... seemed like the whole yard was full of food?
"That pile, I dug it up while farming, but their appearance isn’t good, even though it doesn’t look nice, it enhances body strength..." He Wenyu naturally led Luo Qianqian into the small courtyard, introducing with a painful expression bit by bit.
In no time, Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "So, you’re making medicinal dishes?"
"Not really, just mixing ingredients together without considering pairing, maybe that’s why he chose these warm-toned supplements?" Mo tasted the soup and calmly spoke.
Luo Qianqian was flabbergasted, what’s all this talk? Shouldn’t we just be able to make something edible, right?
"Yeah." He Wenyu nodded: "So... I still have to continue, hurry up and help me eat more, tonight we’ll try making a porridge."
He Wenyu was on the verge of tears, bought all sorts of ingredients from the Forget Worries Tea House, so familiar she couldn’t even find fault with them, what else could she do? Pretend to be indifferent with a slight smile...
Luo Qianqian silently picked up a bowl; coincidentally, she was hungry too, so eating a bit would be good, but wasn’t there still a big pot left?
"Take it over to sister-in-law’s later, I don’t want any more." After three bowls, Luo Qianqian firmly refused more, kidding, was this just drinking to keep full? Aren’t they eating meals...? She wants meals!
"Alright, go and come back quickly." He Wenyu sat down silently, starting to flip through the book in her hands, learning the medicinal properties of herbs, she needed to study well to pair those ingredients properly to make better dishes.
Even though today, she already felt she was making large pot dishes repeatedly...
But, there’s no help for it, she can’t eat all that alone, nor can she call just two people to finish it, so might as well call the whole class, and just make more.