Mu Qingyun really plans to enter the big competition within two years.
If she could compete for a championship gold medal, she would feel that her merits would be truly complete.
Although I know it is difficult, you still have to work hard.
Zhang Xiuxiu and Zhang Rongrong have become entangled with Sun Yuzhi.
It has only been two or three years since clouds gathered over Cloud City, monsters in the restricted area rioted, and the entire Cloud City was destroyed.
At that moment, the only thing she could do was to work together and move forward.
But if she wants to do something meaningful and valuable, she must have strength. Martial arts is the only thing she can hold in her hands, and it is also the only direction she strives for.
Mu Qingyun dragged Chen Yi, who was enjoying playing with her, and took apart a big chicken leg and stuffed it into her.
Several senior brothers quickly dismantled the roasted chicken and separated all the chicken legs.
"When Chen Yi wakes up, it won't be our turn to eat the chicken legs. Hurry, hurry."
Senior Sister Sun smiled and said, "Definitely not tonight."
She glanced around: "With so many relatives and friends here, she must pretend to be kind."
"puff!"
Everyone laughed.
"Hey." The senior brother who spoke sighed softly, "The kitchen made honey-glazed roast chicken that day. As you know, the big fat chicken raised by Uncle Mao's family has not big chicken legs, but it is my favorite."
"But as soon as the plate was brought, I was drooling over the roasted chicken. Our female hero Chen used the 'scorching sun' move, and she tore off both chicken legs from Junior Sister Qingqing's plate."
"You guys talk about it, you guys talk about it."
The senior brother rolled his eyes, "It's my senior brother's turn to be courteous to our junior sister. Chen Yi is so shameless. Isn't her courteous enough? She actually robbed me."
All the brothers and sisters nodded.
Mu Qingyun was helpless: "It sounds like I'm a loser!"
The cafeteria cooks so many meals every day, including roasting chickens, but it usually takes ten or twenty chickens to roast.
When Chen Yi was at his most, he only dismantled a small part of it.
A group of handsome young people and girls, who were both good at singing and singing, soon made the family members who were watching laugh till their stomachs ached.
Guo Ying couldn't help but laugh. She grabbed Yue Ling's arm, laughing and coughing: "It seems that the eldest daughter of our family is enjoying herself in the martial arts school."
Yue Ling smiled, she really felt the tightness of the ironing.
Who doesn’t want their children to be loved by everyone after they step out of society?
Popularity is always a rare thing.
Qingqing was obviously really loved by her classmates, and she could tell that the atmosphere of this Yuncheng martial arts school was sincere, so she felt relieved.
The relatives and relatives present felt relieved for a moment.
Many people present have never been exposed to martial arts, let alone know what life is like in a martial arts gym.
In this current world, martial artists are respected, but practicing martial arts is hard work and inevitably involves some dangers. Having a reliable master and truly close classmates will probably make it less painful.
Mu Qingyun cheerfully rejected the solicitude of all his classmates and would not eat chicken at all today.
She directly filled a large bowl of braised pork.
This braised pork is the toughest New Year dish she has ever ordered in the kitchen.
I borrowed the spare earthen pots used by my master for making medicinal soups. They are two half-person-high pots, in which various kinds of beef, mutton, and pork are stacked. There are a lot of potato vermicelli, chicken, duck, and fish in the middle.
The meat has been marinated in sauce, and the sauce is mixed directly. Some stew ingredients and rice wine are added without adding a drop of water. The whole jar is directly placed on the stove and covered with a lid to stew.
After simmering it out of the pot, the bones are crispy and the meat is rotten. When you lift up the large pieces of meat, they are slightly trembling with transparent grease. When you pop it into your mouth, the oily and fragrant taste is simply intoxicating.
Mu Qingyun ate five large steamed buns placed directly on the top of the earthen pot, and ate the top two bowls of meat. She felt that her frequent hunger problem was almost gone.
Yue Ling watched dumbfounded as her daughter went to serve the third bowl.
She was suddenly worried - could it be that she had never let her daughter eat enough in the past ten years?
No, with this amount of food, she didn’t starve her daughter to death. It’s really God’s blessing!
It should be the blessing of Guanyin Bodhisattva that she has worshiped at home over the years. She should burn two more sticks of incense when she gets home.
After eating, the disciples sat in small groups with their relatives, chatting and watching the fireworks outside.
Everyone nearby with some wealth was setting off fireworks, and Yuncheng Martial Arts School also prepared two boxes.
Mu Qingyun liked the most common one, "Guotai Minan". There was no other pattern, but these four words filled the night sky, blocking out all the stars. However, she felt that when the fireworks were rising into the sky, it was like in a martial arts hall. Everyone's heartbeats stopped for a moment.
"These four words are so good."
Yue Ling also likes it.
"The flood that year came suddenly. It was like there was a hole in the sky. It rained heavily for three months, and the river flooded back. The dozens of miles of river embankments had no effect at all, and they were gone in an instant."
Yue Ling said quietly, "How many people have died? It's countless. All I know is that there are really corpses everywhere. There are more dead than alive. The coffin shop can't supply them at all, and even the straw mats have been used up."
She also suddenly felt a little emotional, and after saying this, she realized something was wrong.
"It's Chinese New Year, why are you talking about such unlucky things?"
In fact, every festive season, the more members there are and the more lively it is, the more people can’t help but feel sad.
Just a few decades ago, the entire Ming Dynasty, every state and county, was hit by floods and earthquakes. Heavy snowfalls followed for years, followed by locust plagues. The locust plagues were followed by plagues. Even if wise kings appeared one after another, the people's lives were precarious.
Finally, God allowed the people to take a breather, and a more terrifying monster emerged.
Chen Yi suddenly woke up and shouted loudly: "God, open your eyes and look. My name is Chen Yi. I have never done anything bad in my life. I will draw my sword when I see injustice. I am willing to help the old, weak, women and children. I respect my master, I love my junior sister, I have never done anything evil, and I should not suffer these hardships."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
The senior sister next to me also murmured softly: "Please take back the disaster, we are willing to clean up the injustice for the sake of the blade, there is no need for you to take action!"
In the complete silence, a small fire seemed to be ignited in my heart.
Mu Qingyun couldn't help but smile, it felt a bit strange.
The time she is currently in is the end of the great disaster of the Ming Dynasty. Before dawn, there are too few historical materials left during this period, but there are too many legends. They have been interpreted by countless people and countless times. She has also appeared in movies and TV shows. I have read countless surging emotions and heroic figures in my works.
At this moment, she actually came here.
In fact, it was only more than half a year, less than a year.
But she can already understand what kind of people are like in this era and what kind of world is it.
It is not like the imagination of later generations that all warriors are saints and have the spirit of sacrifice, but at least most of the warriors do have the determination to save the country.
Now that she is here, she should try her best to live up to this adventure.
Mu Qingyun grabbed Chen Yi and shook it: "Are you awake? I think about it, He Wu can actually be more streamlined. Let's try?"
