Lu Wanqing thought, and then accepted the other party's friend request. After all, the other party knew her surname Lu and must know her.
After the friend request was accepted, Lu Wanqing, with a heart full of doubt, proactively sent a message to the other party: "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Song Yan!" The reply quickly popped up in the chat window.
Lu Wanqing: "..."
Song Yan, was it the person she thought it was?
Lu Wanqing thought, and sent another message: "Do you need something from me?"
"Let's talk when we meet." Song Yan directly sent a location, saying they would meet and talk tomorrow.
Lu Wanqing thought she had nothing to do tomorrow, so she agreed: "Okay."
Recalling the look Song Yan gave her when they parted that day, Lu Wanqing had a bad premonition, but problems had to be solved. If sitting down and talking properly could resolve the issue, it seemed like a good idea.
She wasn't familiar with Song Yan, and after making arrangements, she didn't send any more messages.
Lu Wanqing put down her light brain and closed her eyes to think for a while, but there was no result. In the end, she decided not to think about it anymore and go to sleep!
Nights in the interstellar era were very quiet, especially in big cities. There were no sounds of birds, beasts, or insects, nor the honking of car horns. Lu Wanqing fell asleep quickly and opened her eyes again to a new day.
Early in the morning, Zhong Li Feiyu and Xiao Yi were going for their morning training. Lu Wanqing thought for a moment and decided to opt out. She explained to Zhong Li Feiyu and young Zhong Li Yi that she wouldn't be joining them for morning training today, as she wanted to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them.
Zhong Li Feiyu was surprised to hear this. He looked at Lu Wanqing and didn't want to agree, as he felt training was more important, especially since Lu Wanqing's body was actually a bit weak, and exercising with them would be better.
But Lu Wanqing refused. Exercising was indeed good, but... well, she was really a bit lazy and didn't want to move.
She was a salted fish, and she wanted to lie flat. As for training, it was fine to accompany her son occasionally, but for her to train every day, that was really too tiring.
Zhong Li Feiyu looked into Lu Wanqing's eyes and inexplicably understood her thoughts. He paused for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Zhong Li Feiyu took young Zhong Li Yi away. Before leaving, young Zhong Li Yi looked back several times, reluctant to leave his mother, as if he really wanted his mother to accompany them.
Lu Wanqing smiled and waved at them: "Xiao Yi, train well. Mommy will wait for you at home with breakfast."
The smile on Lu Wanqing's face was radiant. Young Zhong Li Yi was dazzled by his mother's smile and, as if possessed, agreed and shouted loudly: "Yes!"
Lu Wanqing smiled and sent off Zhong Li Feiyu and young Zhong Li Yi, then returned to the kitchen and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It was great, from today onwards, she wouldn't have to go running with that father and son anymore!
She liked playing games, but running and training, no thank you.
She felt she could be a tech enthusiast, like Mu Sijie, staying at home to research mechs, or learning something else, doing something to contribute to the country, which was also very good.
Having successfully escaped the distress of morning training, Lu Wanqing couldn't help but hum a nursery rhyme her mother used to sing to her over three thousand years ago while making breakfast, feeling very happy.
Marshal Zhong Li also got up soon. He seemed to have heard the movement from the kitchen and came to take a look.
Lu Wanqing instantly became nervous and quickly greeted him: "Marshal Zhong Li, good morning."
"What are you doing?" Marshal Zhong Li asked, looking at her.
Lu Wanqing replied nervously, "Breakfast. I... I want to make breakfast for Xiao Yi myself for a while."
Marshal Zhong Li looked thoughtful, then walked in.
Lu Wanqing: "..."
Marshal Zhong Li: "Continue with your work, don't mind me."
Lu Wanqing was very confused, but she couldn't say anything. She thought for a moment and continued with her task.
Marshal Zhong Li watched by her side the whole time, occasionally asking her about the operation of the appliances. Lu Wanqing was bewildered but still answered diligently.
After a while, Lu Wanqing belatedly realized that the Marshal seemed very interested in the kitchen.
"Do you like the kitchen very much?" Lu Wanqing thought, and then cautiously asked.
Marshal Zhong Li paused slightly, then nodded: "Yes, when my wife was alive, she really liked these things."
"She was an archaeologist, and her university major was ancient Earth civilization," Marshal Zhong Li added.
Lu Wanqing was surprised. She hadn't expected the Marshal's wife to be an archaeologist and to be interested in the civilization of ancient Earth.
Marshal Zhong Li spoke, then was silent for a moment. Finally, he looked up at Lu Wanqing and said earnestly, "If Qingqing were still alive, she would definitely like you very much."
Lu Wanqing's heart beat very fast. She quickly nodded: "Mm-hmm."
"Can you teach me how to cook?" The next moment, Marshal Zhong Li asked again.
Lu Wanqing was startled again, and after reacting, she quickly nodded: "Of course, it's very simple. Where I come from, many people know how."
However, Lu Wanqing wondered if the Marshal really wanted to learn to cook? It was strange.
Marshal Zhong Li said gratefully: "Thank you."
Lu Wanqing felt a little uncomfortable and quickly said, "You're welcome."
As Lu Wanqing spoke, she turned to continue preparing breakfast. However, while cooking, with Marshal Zhong Li watching beside her, she suddenly realized, wasn't she supposed to be teaching the Marshal to cook?
Lu Wanqing's hands were a bit stiff, but she quickly adjusted her mindset and explained the steps of making breakfast to Marshal Zhong Li one by one.
The Marshal listened very attentively.
Lu Wanqing taught for a while and unconsciously relaxed. On the contrary, looking at Marshal Zhong Li diligently learning to cook, she suddenly felt a different feeling in her heart. Perhaps the Marshal... wasn't as cold as she imagined?
Lu Wanqing prepared the wonton wrappers and filling, and the only thing left was to wrap the wontons. She picked up a wonton wrapper and then, bit by bit, meticulously taught the Marshal how to wrap a wonton.
Marshal Zhong Li learned very diligently. However, for the same action, Lu Wanqing's work was pleasing to the eye, and a beautiful wonton was quickly made and set aside. Marshal Zhong Li's was a bit ugly.
Marshal Zhong Li frowned. He stared at the wonton he had wrapped, then looked at the wonton Lu Wanqing had made. He seemed unable to understand why his was so ugly when he used the same technique.
Marshal Zhong Li thought, and then began to unwrap the wonton he had wrapped, intending to start again.
Lu Wanqing saw this and quickly stopped him: "No need to unwrap it. Although it's not very pretty, it's still edible."
As Lu Wanqing spoke, she couldn't help but laugh and say, "Marshal, don't rush. You've only just started learning, so it's normal for it not to be as pretty. If you want to learn to cook more in the future, just practice more."
Marshal Zhong Li smiled a little sheepishly upon hearing this. He held the wonton in his hand and looked at Lu Wanqing, saying, "I'm indeed not very good at these things, but Qingqing liked it, and Qingqing's hands were very skillful. If she were still alive, Qingqing would definitely have made it better than