Qingqing took a small bite of the pancake, chewed it hard, and then swallowed it slowly. Zhu Xiuyun felt heartbroken when she saw how hard it was to eat.
"Qingqing, your mushrooms are here, do you want to try them?"
"Okay, grandma, aunt, and mom, you guys should try it too. Qingqing dug it all by herself."
Qingqing excitedly raised her chopsticks to pick up a mushroom. After the mushroom was cooked, it was pink and tender. Unfortunately, the chopsticks were not good enough to hold it.
Zhu Xiuyun said funnyly: "Just eat it with your hands."
She also took a bite of a mushroom, and when she ate it in her mouth, it was chewy and sweet, which was very delicious.
"Third sister Mingjuan, try it. It seems to be better than what we had when we were kids. The bitter taste is gone."
Wang Sanmei and Su Mingjuan didn't like eating mushrooms, so they picked them up when she asked her to eat them. They felt something was wrong when they ate them in their mouths. Are mushrooms so delicious? Or have they forgotten the taste after not eating for a long time?
At this time, Su Qing also gave up using chopsticks and directly picked up one with his hands and ate it. Woo hoo, it was delicious. It seemed to be a combination of taro, sweet potato and potatoes. It also had a sweet taste. It had been a long time since I finally could eat it normally. The food was gone.
The mothers simply stopped eating the pancakes and vegetable soup, and started grabbing the mushrooms to eat. The big pot was gone in a while.
After Wang Sanmei swallowed her last mouthful, she said, "Why did the mushroom suddenly become so delicious? We all ate it when we were children. It doesn't taste like this."
Zhu Xiuyun said casually: "I think if you haven't eaten for a long time, you have forgotten the taste. It feels fresh. Eat quickly. After eating, we can hurry up and get to work."
Wang Sanmei thought so. It had been more than thirty years since she had eaten mushrooms.
After dinner and finishing housework, the three women would first go to the fields to pull weeds, and then go to the new yard to help. In the evening, they would go home to cook, and the two families would eat together to save trouble and keep Qingqing locked at home.
Zhu Xiuyun was fine when she saw Qingqing staying at home all afternoon last time. She felt relieved knowing that her child was sensible.
Su Qing was the only one left at home. She was sitting on the bench and lying on the dining table, reading and taking notes.
She asked her grandma for the notebook and pen. They were used by her deceased grandpa. She saw some of the previous records, which looked like account books.
After reading Meng Hang's textbook, she had to return it to him. Su Qing also had to write down some important points that were difficult to understand. No matter how good her memory was, she would forget it over time. So she followed her own habits and took some notes. She was at home if she had nothing to do. Turn it over, review it constantly, and strengthen your memory.
The courtyard was quiet except for the distant cicadas chirping on the trees. If it weren't for the many strange places, Su Qing would have felt that this place was no different from the earth.
But as the days go by, the more I learn about the world, the more confused I become.
Although she looks only three years old now, her mind is that of someone who is decades old. She needs to make early plans for the future, and learning is the first step, and of course making money.
People in Shanquan Village have too few ways to make money. They can only hunt exotic animals, collect herbs, and farm. Otherwise, they have to work in big cities.
What could she do? In Shanquan Village, the only place that can access the Internet is the village chief's office. No one else has that old-fashioned optical computer. The learning computers given to children are all stand-alone computers.
The main reason is that the Internet fee is too expensive and the villagers are reluctant to spend that money.
Otherwise, Su Qing could still find ways to make money on StarNet.
"Is your name Qingqing?"
In the quiet room, a woman's voice suddenly came out, which frightened Su Qing and made her hair stand on end.
"Who are you? Don't scare me, I know the nine-character mantra."
In panic, Su Qing couldn't even speak, her heart was pounding and about to jump out of her throat.
"Hehehe, don't be afraid, Qingqing, I am your ancestor, your blood has been activated, the restriction I left behind, and the wood spiritual energy you are constantly absorbing have allowed me to wake up,
But this is just a trace of my soul left behind. My true body ascended thousands of years ago. Do you understand what I’m saying? Why! You are too young. "
The faint female voice made Su Qing open her mouth wide and cover her heart with a dull look on her face. After a while, she took a deep breath and asked cautiously:
"Ancestor, where are you? I can't see you. How can you be sure that I am your descendant?"
After all, Su Qing is not a child and has a mature mind. Apart from being scared to death at first, she calmed down immediately.
"Haha, your child is quite interesting. I like it. You are worthy of being a descendant of me, Luo Zilan. I am in the jade pendant on your chest. It is what I left to my son. As long as the wood-type heavenly spirit root appears in my descendants, Just a drop of blood can activate the restriction I set up and bind this jade pendant, which was my former space magic weapon."
"When I ascended ten thousand years ago, my descendants remained in this world. However, I explored this planet and found that you were the only descendant of your bloodline. How could you be the only one left in the entire family? Where have the others gone?"
Su Qing looked at the jade pendant in her heart and really wanted to pull it off and throw it away, but she didn't dare. Who knew whether what this woman said was true or false?
Novels often have plots in which the protagonist meets Grandpa A Piao or his aunt, and then becomes his teacher, learns cultivation, and finally achieves a great career.
There is also an evil one, where a monk retains a trace of his soul after death, hiding in some treasures, and wants to seize the body.
Su Qing was afraid of what he would do if he met an ancestor who wanted to seize his body? But he still had the courage to ask:
"Your descendants have been on that planet for tens of thousands of years. Are you sure they are still where they are? Two countries have ruled our star field for thousands of years."
"There will definitely be someone here. With my cultivation at that time, I was about to transcend this universe and enter a higher level world. The laws of the mortal world can still be predicted to a certain extent.
What's more, my descendants are not that incompetent. I calculate that in ten thousand years, my son's family will rise again, and a genius with unrivaled qualifications will appear.
I left a trace of my soul because I wanted to leave a legacy. As long as the wood spiritual root appears in my descendants, the jade pendant can recognize its owner and wake me up. Originally, I could recover directly, but I didn’t expect that the energy here is too low. Now I can't even show up. "
There was actually a bit of grievance in his words, as if the descendants were too indifferent to him, leaving the ancestor with insufficient energy.
Su Qing learned from the woman's words that her name was Luo Zilan and that she was a powerful person.
She understood that ascension meant breaking the void and going to another world. Before leaving, she was worried about future generations and left a trace of her soul behind, attached to the jade pendant. She wanted to wait for a genius to appear in the future generations, pass on her skills, and let the family create new things. Brilliant, pitiful parents all over the world are immortal at heart and don’t worry about their offspring.
Su Qing asked worriedly: "Ancestor, are you sure I am your descendant? Did my blood wake you up?"
"Of course, even though I only have a trace of soul, I can still make mistakes when distinguishing the blood aura."
Su Qing gritted his teeth and continued to ask: "Ancestor, your descendants will not be named Li, right? The family is in Bichenxing."
"Yes, the surname is Li, but it's not on Bichen Star. At that time, the entire planet was our family's base and was called Purple Orchid Star. Maybe the name has been changed now. It seems that my descendants are not doing well."
