When they opened their mouths, their voices were almost identical.
The old woman looked at the person who appeared before her, her eyes seemingly filled with tears, and said, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
The disciple said to the old woman, "Mother, the sect leader has given me a very important task this time. I just took some time to come back and see you. I have to leave tomorrow. I'll just stay at home for one night."
The old woman reached out her hand and touched his face with her fingertips, but quickly withdrew it: "Alright, alright, stay one night then. I'd like to make you something delicious."
"No need, no need, I'll do it. It's not easy for my son to come back, so of course he should cook. I just learned a few dishes from the head chef at the school, so you can try them, Mother."
The disciple who has passed away grew up with his mother, who was an unarmed woman. Naturally, they suffered a lot, so it's perfectly normal for him to know how to cook.
The moment he entered the kitchen, his eyes welled up with tears; he still felt sad.
He was able to do these things because the two of them were so close, like brothers.
They had originally planned to take him home for the New Year so he could taste his mother's cooking, but that's no longer possible. They can no longer both be here at the same time.
The disciple quickly prepared the ingredients, set up the pot, put firewood in the stove, and then lit the fire.
After half an hour, the disciple had finally prepared several dishes. In addition to the two dishes he had learned within the sect, he also made a few dishes that the old woman liked to eat.
The reason he knew how to make it was because they sometimes cooked inside the house, and the other party had mentioned that this dish was his mother's favorite.
Because it tasted quite unique, he learned how to make it. They were really close, so the other person didn't hide anything from him and directly taught him how to do it.
He eventually learned it, and because the secret was the same, the taste of the finished product was nine-tenths similar.
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As she ate the dishes her son always cooked for her, the old woman's eyes welled up with tears again: "They're still so delicious. I know you're very busy, but as long as you have time to come back and see your mother, that's enough. You and your senior brother should go back together tomorrow. Although I'm a bit old, I can still take care of myself."
"I told you I would recognize you as my godmother from now on. This is my home too. Does my godmother look down on me?"
Upon hearing this, the old woman quickly shook her head: "How could that be? How could I possibly look down on you!"
The uncle continued, "You don't dislike me, yet you want to send me away."
The old woman was both amused and exasperated. She said, "I absolutely did not mean that. Aren't you all busy? I thought you didn't need to keep an old woman like me company. You can do whatever you need to do."
Upon hearing this, my uncle immediately spoke up: "Actually, the reason I came here to live with you, besides helping to take care of you, is that I was injured and can no longer practice poison. I am like a cripple in the sect."
My parents died early, and my family's house and farmland had long been seized by my uncles. If Brother Zhang hadn't sent me here, I wouldn't know where to go. The silver I brought with me was given to me by the sect leader.
He said that although I could no longer practice drug production, I still needed to make a living, so he gave me some money. Now that I'm staying with you, it's only right that I give you money to spend.
The old woman looked at him and finally nodded: "I see. In that case, you can stay here with this old woman. Treat it as your home and stay as long as you want. Don't be so polite, Feng."
"Thank you, godmother."
"Enough talk, eat it while it's hot," the disciple quickly said.
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Because of what happened inside the door, the two decided to postpone their wedding for six months.
Luo Qingmu finally understood everything that had happened between them.
He expressed his understanding of the situation. He understood the choice to postpone the wedding.
As for where the two of them would go... Luo Qingmu didn't really have many thoughts. As long as he could stay by her side, he was fine with going anywhere.
However, Wan Ge still decided to return to the Valley of Divine Doctors with the others. She felt it would be a pity to let Luo Qingmu's medical skills be buried because he was so skilled.
Luo Qingmu also quite liked the Valley of Divine Doctors. After all, when he was at his most desperate, the divine doctor brought him back to the Valley of Divine Doctors, where he was protected and grew up. It would be impossible for him not to have any feelings for it.
So they stayed at Wanshengmen for almost a month. Wan Ge taught the disciple what to pay attention to when disguising himself, and Luo Qingmu taught them the strength and depth of acupuncture.
Only then did they leave Wanshengmen and return to Shenyi Valley.
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After returning home, Wange first apologized to Xiaofeng, after all, she had deceived him for so long.
Xiao Feng wasn't angry when she found out, but she was a little surprised. She looked at her with a hint of envy and asked her if it was difficult to practice poison.
Seeing his curiosity, Wan Ge spent some time with him studying the poisons. She also let him experience a few interesting toxins.
Wan Ge controlled it very well, ensuring it wouldn't harm his body. Since he was curious, she let him experience it, and it was done with his own consent.
Later, Wan Ge discovered that although the other party didn't seem to have much talent in the art of saving lives, he seemed to have an exceptional talent in the art of poison making. So Wan Ge began to teach him how to make poisons.
After that, Xiao Zhou's medical talent also became apparent, and he followed Luo Qingmu to learn medicine.
Later, Wan Ge learned that Xiao Zhou actually had a great talent for medicine, but his twin brother lacked that talent. Seeing how dejected he looked, Xiao Zhou dared not reveal his own talent, lest he hurt his twin brother's feelings.
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