"My Mom is the Protagonist of Time Travel" Author: Shen Ai
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Middle-aged love story: a gentle and tough modern beauty VS the obsessed and lost ancient hero Jiedu Envoy
Xiao Luolan and her baby daughter participated in a Hanfu Lotus Festival event, but in the blink of an eye, her daughter disappeared. Just when she was anxious to find her daughter, a kind person suddenly appeared to help her find her daughter...
Xiao Qingxue traveled through time, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her mother crying with red eyes, followed by a tall and powerful middle-aged man.
Disputes have arisen in troubled times, and Xiao Qingxue initially thought that she and her mother were in the beginning of hell.
She never expected that her mother would get the protagonist script.
ps: The female protagonist is 38 years old and the male protagonist is 45 years old (non-sc)
ps: Imaginary + not the perfect protagonist
Content tags: Traveling through time and space, relaxing
Search keywords: Protagonist: Xiao Luolan, Xiao Qingxue, Zhou Xu ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: My mother and my time-travel life
Intention: Mother's love is great.
Brief review of the work:
Xiao Luolan and her daughter traveled through the troubled times of ancient times. When they were confused, they received help from Zhou Xu, the governor of Youzhou, but they didn't want the governor to have a secret love for her. The careful care they took along the way was premeditated. Disputes arose in troubled times. Xiao Luolan saw the cruel ancient times and became more determined to protect her daughter. Many years later, Xiao Qingxue suddenly discovered that her mother had taken the script of a time-travel heroine.
The protagonist of this article is a modern mother who travels through time with her daughter. She stands out among the time-travel themes. The writing style is simple and authentic. Whether it is the relationship between the heroine and her daughter or the early dealings with the hero, and the later companionship, it can be seen The tough and gentle power of modern women is a rare masterpiece.
Chapter 1 (detailed revision)
Jiangcheng July, Zishanyuan Community.
"Mom! Mom! Have you packed up? We will be late if you don't leave!" Xiao Qingxue stood at the entrance to put on her shoes, looked towards the kitchen, and shouted loudly, an eighteen-year-old girl with a clear and energetic voice vigorous.
The kitchen sliding door was opened.
"Hey, hey, here we come." Xiao Luolan came out of the kitchen, carrying a cartoon bear bag in her hand, which contained a box of sushi and a box of cut fruits. She also took her daughter's favorite drink from the refrigerator. Baby milk, a bottle of mineral water for my own consumption, and just as I was about to grab another box of the mango-flavored Snow Meiniang that my daughter liked to eat, my daughter hurriedly pulled her away.
"Mom, you're going to be late!" Xiao Qingxue looked at her phone and couldn't help but urge her. It's already one o'clock now.
"You kid, why are you in such a hurry? The Lotus Festival won't run away." Xiao Luolan changed her shoes and took a parasol. She checked the weather last night and found that it was hot today, 36°C.
Xiao Qingxue hugged her mother's arm with a smile, took the cartoon bear's lunch bag, and said sweetly: "But I want to go to Lingxian Pavilion early to change into a beautiful Hanfu. Mom, you don't know, I I have long been attracted to his chest-length skirt-style skirt with flowing smoke and sunset, and I will ask Sister Xia from the hotel to give me a stunning bun, and it will definitely look good then."
Xiao Luolan stood up and looked at her young and beautiful daughter with soft eyes: "You are already good-looking."
"Hehe." Xiao Qingxue held her mother's hand: "Of course, you are a great beauty. I am your daughter. I will naturally look good because of you."
"You know how to talk!" Xiao Luolan was so excited by her daughter that she gently nodded her forehead.
Xiao Qingxue opened her eyes wide, her eyes bright and her teeth white.
Her mother was originally very beautiful. Except for the subtle marks at the corners of her eyes, no one could tell that she was already thirty-eight. Her mother had very fair and gentle skin, a pair of gentle eyes under her dark eyebrows, and a very gentle and kind personality. It is easy to remind people of the spring water in the south of the Yangtze River. Her figure is plump and plump. Time has given her another unique charm.
However, my mother rarely pays attention to herself on weekdays and always focuses on herself, so she feels that she is making her happy.
The mother and daughter happily went downstairs and took bus No. 3, which took half an hour to the Lotus Park in Jinguishan.
Xiao Qingxue, who had passed the college entrance examination last month and achieved good results, was going to take her stay-at-home mom for some fun, so she chose this place.
She has already checked the guide. The lotus flowers in the Lotus Park are blooming particularly well this year, and because it is backed by Golden Turtle Mountain, the lush trees on the mountain can block a lot of the scorching heat, making it a good place to visit.
Xiao Luolan sat next to her daughter and looked at most of the young people getting on the bus wearing all kinds of strange ancient clothes, holding mobile phones in their hands or hanging cameras around their necks. She had a basic impression of the Huazhang Hanfu activities recommended by her daughter. She remembered her daughter saying that young people nowadays like ancient costumes. They specialize in wearing clothes from ancient times and organize many activities. Her daughter likes them, and Xiao Luolan has a good impression of these Hanfu activities.
She took out a box of sushi from the cartoon bear bag and opened it.
"Good boy, eat quickly."
Xiao Qingxue turned to look at her and whispered: "Mom, don't call me by my nickname."
Xiao Luolan pushed the sushi box towards her, gave her a pair of disposable chopsticks, and pretended not to hear.
Xiao Qingxue looked at the cute sushi with rich ingredients and hesitated: "I'm losing weight."
Xiao Luolan glared at her daughter: "Little girl, you are trying to lose weight. If you lose any more weight, you will be blown away by the strong wind."
Xiao Qingxue pouted: "But, I'm 166, and the standard weight should be 60.6 kilograms. I weighed myself on the scale this morning and it's already 62 kilograms. Xin'er is as tall as me, so she's...well..."
Xiao Luolan directly stuffed a piece of sushi into her daughter's mouth with chopsticks.
Sometimes she really doesn't understand what young people are thinking nowadays. Why does her daughter need to lose weight? She looks so light and slim, and not fat at all, okay? ! Who doesn’t believe in mother’s eyes and the scale? Really, Xiao Luolan felt angry and helpless. Maybe this was the generation gap her daughter was talking about?
There wasn't much sushi, and seeing that her mother still wanted to feed her, Xiao Qingxue hurriedly shared the food with her. As for the remaining fruit box, her mother also half-coaxed and half-cheated her into eating it.
Alas, Xiao Qingxue drank Wangzai milk and felt that her mother was her biggest obstacle in losing weight. But, wow, the sushi made by her mother is really delicious. Xiao Qingxue touched her belly and decided to lose weight tomorrow.
Xiao Luolan nodded with satisfaction and took a few sips of water.
The bus was air-conditioned, and as more and more people got off the bus, the destination, Lotus Park, was also reached.
Xiao Luolan got out of the car, opened her sun umbrella, and called her daughter in.
Xiao Qingxue was hit by the heat wave and suddenly felt thirsty again. Wangzai milk could not quench her thirst, so she took out the mineral water prepared by her mother and drank several large gulps.
Xiao Luolan brushed her daughter's long hair behind her ears, holding a cartoon bear bag in her hand. After she finished drinking, she said, "My dear, are you still thirsty?"
"Oh, Mom, don't call me by my name outside!" Xiao Qingxue stamped her feet and her ears turned red. She was already eighteen years old, and her mother still called her by her childhood nickname. It was so embarrassing to be heard.
"Okay, Qingxue." Xiao Luolan laughed and decided not to tease her daughter anymore: "There is a milk tea shop in front of you, do you want to check it out?"
"No, no, I'll take you directly to Lingxian Pavilion. Then you can also pick out a Hanfu."
Xiao Luolan was about to refuse. She was already thirty-eight. Is it appropriate to wear the Hanfu worn by young people?
Xiao Qingxue added: "Then I will take a photo together in Hanfu."
Xiao Luolan was moved again, and after a while she said, "Then let's wear them together."
Xiao Qingxue happily took her mother to an ancient style studio not far from Lotus Park, Lingxian Pavilion. The owner was a very enthusiastic young man. When he saw customers coming to the door, he quickly greeted them. Their shop had just opened not long ago. , I just wanted to get some stunning antique photos to act as a facade. When the little girl came in last month, she left an impression on the owner, because Xiao Qingxue is a beautiful girl with a bright appearance. .
"Ah, Qingxue is here. Xiaoxia has been waiting for you for a long time." The owner smiled and opened the door to say hello. When he saw Xiao Luolan behind Xiao Qingxue, his smile became even bigger. Unexpectedly, this girl's mother The temperament is so unique and very elegant.
It seems that I can take different styles of antique photos this time.
One is youthful and sweet, the other is mature and elegant.
"Master, this is my mother, we took the photo together." Xiao Qingxue held her mother's hand, very naturally and generously.
Xiao Luolan hesitated, looking at the expensive decorations in the room, she couldn't help but slow down. Would this be very expensive... Otherwise, let Qingxue take the photo alone. She was going to college, and her family's money was still there. I need to save a little, but isn’t it good that my good daughter is so happy and she promises and then goes back on her word...
Xiao Luolan was confused and couldn't make up her mind.
"This is Mother Xiao. Hello, Mother Xiao. You really can't tell that she is Qingxue's mother at all. Instead, she looks like her sister." The owner brought the two of them to the sofa and sat down, and poured tea: " Mother Xiao, Qingxue, you drink tea first."
Xiao Luolan quickly thanked: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, you're welcome. You are an elder and a customer. This is what we should do." The owner sat down across from the sofa and handed over the two books "Ancient Hairstyle Encyclopedia" and "Ancient Clothing Guide" on the table. Go to the two ladies.
"Mother Xiao, the process here is like this. After you and Qingxue read the book, you can choose any style in the book. After choosing, I will show you the clothes, and then enter the dressing room to start bun buns. You Don’t worry, our services are quality-guaranteed, and we will also provide professional photographers later, and you will be able to review and select the photos in person after they are released.”
Xiao Qingxue smiled and said: "Of course I trust the museum owner, but I have already confirmed the clothes and hairstyle I want to wear, so I won't choose. The museum owner has such good taste, why don't you help my mother take a look, What kind of fit does she have?”
The owner looked carefully at the woman sitting opposite.
I saw that her black hair was thick, smooth and very shiny. It did not look like she had been permed or dyed, and her natural hair color was perfectly presented. Her eyes were gentle and watery, and her thin eyebrows were a perfect match, although there were a few spots at the corners of her eyes. The signs of age do not hinder her charm, but add a bit of mature and gentle charm. Her skin is very fair, her clothes tend to be restrained, and her sitting posture is upright.
Xiao Luolan's body stiffened when the person across from her looked at her. This was her first time encountering ancient costumes.
The owner of the museum thought of an outfit suitable for this woman almost instantly. He quickly opened the 37th page of "Encyclopedia of Ancient Hairstyles", pointed to a bun and said: "Mother Xiao, come and take a look at this pony bun. It is a hairstyle worn by women during the Wei and Jin Dynasties in China. It is said to have been invented by Sun Shou, the wife of Liang Ji, a powerful official in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The pony bun is very suitable, Mother Xiao, what do you think?"
Xiao Luolan actually didn't know much about ancient costumes. Her parents died early, and she later married a former classmate. Until her daughter was born, Xiao Luolan found that her husband's family was very patriarchal. As the only daughter of her parents, Xiao Luolan She grew up favored by her parents before they passed away. How could she tolerate someone beating and scolding her daughter? Then she simply changed her surname and divorced her. Her husband's family moved to a coastal city due to work transfer, and Xiao Luo Lan stayed in the southern town.
Divorce was a difficult life, but Xiao Luolan was fortunate to have a house given to her by her parents, and she relied on her academic qualifications to find a job in a state-owned enterprise. She kept her daughter by her side, and she could barely get by. Later, the economy was not good, and the state-owned enterprise closed down. Now, Xiao Luolan participated in the government's free women's employment class and chose baking in housekeeping.
Relying on her excellent craftsmanship, she opened a small cake shop. As time changed, her cake shop also followed the trend and was transformed into a happy bakery. From making chicken cakes, red date cakes, and old-fashioned cream cakes, it has now become Young people like to eat ins-style cakes, snow queen cakes, egg tarts, chiffon cakes, towel rolls, flossed clams, fruit boxes, etc.
Whenever she makes something, she will let her daughter taste it first.
Seeing her daughter narrowing her eyes in happiness, Xiao Luolan felt very satisfied and happy.
The old house happened to be demolished a few years ago. The mother and daughter lived in a new community, and the daughter was admitted to a university. Xiao Luolan occasionally felt lost. After all, her knowledge was limited and she had learned it many years ago. She had forgotten all of it. She is almost done and can’t help her daughter. Sometimes she doesn’t understand many things her daughter says. Now the world is changing faster and faster.
"Let me take a look."
Xiao Qingxue stretched her head over and looked at her mother again, feeling that she had made a good choice.
"Then let's take this one." Xiao Luolan didn't look at anything else. She didn't understand anyway, so she just clicked on this hairstyle and decided it was the one.
The owner opened another book and turned to page fifty-two: "Mother Xiao, your daughter has chosen a Tang Dynasty-style chest-length skirt. The skirt is made of silk, which is cool, silky, and colorful. It is especially suitable for little girls of this age, because you are an elder, and because you need to be photographed together, my suggestion is to choose Tang Dynasty costumes from the same period."
Xiao Qingxue nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "My mother and I want to belong to the same dynasty."
Xiao Luolan had no objection. This time she was going out to play with her daughter. As long as she was happy, she nodded and said, "Just listen to the owner."
The owner raised his glasses and continued to introduce: "Then our tops will have a dark-patterned collar, a moire half-arm, and a light yellow scarf. Your daughter is wearing a silk scarf."
Xiao Luolan was confused and decided based on the owner of the hall.
"We also have a Qingluo skirt in our store that imitates the pomegranate skirt of the Tang Dynasty. The color of the Qingluo skirt is not as bright as the pomegranate skirt, but it is very suitable for you."
"Then let's take this one." Xiao Luolan said. .
"Okay." After the owner made his selection, he walked to the dressing room at the back and gave the makeup artist a few words.
Xiao Qingxue blinked: "Mom, why don't you wear a pomegranate skirt? The color of that skirt is also nice."
Xiao Luolan pinched her daughter's face and said angrily: "I won't wear it."
Xiao Qingxue leaned on her mother's shoulder, but she knew the reason in her heart. Her mother was good-looking when she was young. After her divorce, she once wore a red skirt, but she received a lot of gossip. There were more and more gossips around her, and even Several gangsters came to the door of the house and made playful faces. My mother, who had always been gentle and even a bit weak, drove them away with a kitchen knife and stopped wearing clothes of outstanding colors.
Xiao Qingxue felt a little uncomfortable. Her mother always thought that she didn't remember anything, but in fact she remembered everything.
Now that she brings her mother out to wear traditional clothes, it can be considered a small improvement.
After choosing the clothes and hairstyle, Xiao Luolan took a look at the clothes she wanted to wear and felt that they were not out of the ordinary, so she concentrated on watching her daughter put on makeup.
Her daughter was her only treasure.
During the process, Xiao Luolan was also pulled over to put on makeup. She was sitting on a chair with her face smeared all over. Opposite was a mirror. She looked like another person in the mirror, which made her feel strange. .
