I turned reality into a romantic comedy

"Did Qianqian go to Weiwei's house this morning?"

"Well, it's kind of an annual routine, if the wear-resistant factory doesn't go out of business."

"Will the wear-resistant materials factory not go bankrupt?"

Lin Mu tilted his head in confusion upon hearing this. After all, Phoenix Wear-resistant Materials Co., Ltd. was a large factory in Guoning, and he couldn't see any connection between it and going bankrupt.

"Because these things are always hard to predict. After all, no one could have imagined that Guoning's hickory nuts would turn out like this three years ago."

In fact, Chen Junqian's words were just casual remarks. After all, in his memory, although the wear-resistant factory where his parents used to work had indeed had a very difficult time in the past two years, it had not reached the point where the song "Kill That Guoning Man" was sung. After all, Guoning's economic structure and focus were not entirely on this aspect.

"That's true."

Lin Mu didn't know much about wear-resistant factories, but he did know a lot about his own hickory nuts. The changes in the past three years were more dramatic than those in the previous ten or twenty years, and sometimes they could make people feel a sense of disorientation and disorientation.

Thinking about it carefully, even she herself hadn't watched cartoons in a long time.

Those old-fashioned people who held the idea that everything would remain the same and nothing would change have been swept away by the tides of time. That's why Lin Mu thought that stopping time was a good idea.

Anyway, it seems there's not much hope left for her to grow taller.

As they chatted, the two of them shifted the topic back to their studies.

After a semester of intensive training from her English teacher, Lin Mu's English grades actually improved significantly. Her weaker subjects have become the four new subjects added after entering middle school. Among the four subjects of biology, geography, history, and moral education and law, biology and geography are the most difficult to learn, and her results in this final exam were not very ideal.

"I even borrowed books for next semester from my cousin during winter break to prepare for the upcoming semester, but how should I put it..."

When Lin Mu's gaze wandered and his speech became somewhat hesitant, Chen Junqian simply recalled the biology textbook knowledge from the second semester of junior high school and quickly understood the reason.

To be honest, so many years have passed, and it's impossible for him to remember all the textbook knowledge he learned in junior high school. But the biology in the second semester of junior high school is one that he remembers very well, because it was the first time he experienced what it meant for the students to stifle or even burst into laughter when the teacher said any word.

Because the textbook begins with "Unit 4: Humans in the Biosphere", and the second and third chapters are "Human Reproduction" and "Puberty".

Those were clearly professional biological terms, but the words that Chen Junqian later couldn't get published in his works were undoubtedly bombshells for children of that age. He himself didn't feel angry or shocked, but simply thought that it was quite interesting to think about it in retrospect, especially after the news came out a few years later that the sex education booklet he promoted was successfully reported by parents and eventually recalled.

After all, this kind of thing has always been strictly guarded against by parents and closely linked to a sense of shame. But just like the famous saying that seeing a white arm will remind you of something else, if white arms are like this, then when these terms are blatantly displayed, it's naturally earth-shattering.

Without a doubt, Mu Mu in front of him was one of them.

The talk about height and stature is just a joke. Chen Junqian's childhood sweetheart, who is now fourteen years old after the New Year, has certainly entered puberty. Normal physiological phenomena and secondary sexual characteristics, although not obvious, are indeed developing. However, these are all things that he can recognize. He is still completely clueless about the opposite sex.

"Do you feel shy about that kind of content?"

If Chen Junqian remembered correctly, in those two terrible classrooms where it was impossible to teach normally, their biology teacher also hastily went through the knowledge points and then moved on from the content, ending this 'carnival'. However, he didn't have any such thoughts, since it was just him and Mu Mu here now.

Moreover, he had actually discussed this topic with Zhu Wenyun many, many times over a long period of time.

"Of course he can! Don't you think Qianqian can't?"

In fact, one thing that Lin Mu was very satisfied with about Chen Junqian was that he didn't have the same verbal tic as other boys his age who would constantly talk about genitals. So even if they talked about this topic, Lin Mu didn't feel particularly embarrassed.

"It's not bad."

Because the person they're talking to is different, Chen Junqian's attitude and words will also change. It's fortunate that Zhu Wenyun doesn't have any strange fetishes, otherwise, if she just recorded a few of their past phone conversations, she could create a strange file like, "Hmm? So this is how Qianqian talks to you? It's completely different here. If you have the courage, open it and listen."

"I thought Auntie would explain things very clearly to Mumu."

"Even if I were to talk about it, I would only talk about the parts related to girls."

As she spoke, Lin Mu reached out again, gesturing for Chen Junqian to tilt his head back. She touched her childhood sweetheart's protruding Adam's apple with her fingertips, but only briefly before pulling away and touching her own neck.

But that's where it ends. He didn't have the courage to ask questions like "Have you ever had a nocturnal emission?" that Zhu Wenyun could ask so casually. Even though it was written in black and white in textbooks as a sign of entering puberty, the physical and psychological development were indeed two factors that influenced each other. Lin Mu, who was not obvious in the former, would be much slower in the latter, as if he was still shrouded in a hazy fog.

After washing their feet, the basin was almost full of water and much heavier, so Chen Junqian, who was stronger, took over the task of emptying it.

Lin Mu, alone in his room, sat there recalling the contents of an age table he had seen in his biology textbook. Fourteen years old corresponds to… He unconsciously pulled his collar open a little and peeked inside.

Science no longer exists.

...It was clearly still in the stage of a budding lotus just beginning to emerge.

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Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Word We Never Speak (Part Two)

Chen Junqian, who went out to pour out the foot bath water, was of course unaware that his childhood sweetheart was in the room overturning the first year of junior high school biology. Having been in the room for a long time, he took the opportunity to go out into the yard for some fresh air while pouring out the water, and breathed in the fresh mountain night air.

The gambling scene in the courtyard outside was still bustling with activity. Judging from the sounds coming from there, they seemed to be playing "Two-Eight" mahjong, also known as "Pushing the Tiles" or "Tiles Skill." The winner is determined solely by the cards you draw, making it a purely luck-based game. The game starts very quickly, sometimes every minute, so it has been a popular game during the Chinese New Year gambling season. A large group of adults with cash in their hands were also crowding around, placing bets.

The only thing that made Chen Junqian somewhat relieved was that Lin Mu's parents hadn't gotten involved. Gambling can cause percentage-based damage once you get hooked, and no amount of family wealth can compensate for that. After listening for a while, he learned that the amount of money being bet at their place was substantial. People were casually betting seven or eight hundred each, and each player could bet thousands or tens of thousands. A single game could generate a turnover of forty or fifty thousand. It just goes to show that pecans are indeed very profitable, especially for those working in this industry.

After glancing at it twice and finding it uninteresting, Chen Junqian picked up the empty basin and prepared to return it to the back. However, he saw Lin Youfeng sitting on a small stool over there, facing a small pot in front of him, seemingly doing something.

Upon closer inspection, there was a plate of freshly wrapped egg dumplings piled up next to the other person, while the boss himself was quickly wrapping more dumplings with chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, though his movements didn't seem very skilled.

"They've been washing your feet for quite a while now."

Seeing Chen Junqian carrying an empty basin, Lin Youfeng also stopped what he was doing and greeted him in a friendly manner.

"Yes, I soaked in the water with Mumu for a while longer."

Following the other party's instructions, Chen Junqian placed the empty basin aside and then asked curiously:

"Why are you only making egg dumplings now?"

"Hi, my mom had some back pain before the New Year, so she missed a day of making these. She used up all the leftovers yesterday and today, so I'm just making two more plates to tide her over."

As one of the main dishes of the Three Delicacies Hot Pot, Chen Junqian's hometown has always prepared egg dumplings before the New Year or on New Year's Eve. Although this thing is essentially just an egg skin wrapped around meat filling, and the tools and ingredients used are quite simple, it is not an easy task to wrap them quickly and beautifully. Lin Youfeng in front of him is the best example.

"I'll try?"

"You can do this too?"

"Yes, I've done it at home."

Walking over and taking the tools from the other person, Chen Junqian sat down in front of the small charcoal stove that had been lit. He quickly demonstrated to Lin Youfeng that he hadn't lied. He first picked up a piece of fatty meat that was placed next to him for rendering oil and rubbed it around the bottom of the already scorching hot iron spoon. Then, he scooped up a spoonful of egg liquid with a small spoon, and with a light twist of his wrist, the bottom of the iron spoon bloomed into a golden sunflower. The aroma of eggs instantly wafted up.

Time it right before it's set, then use chopsticks to add the right amount of meat filling. Finally, use the tip of the chopsticks to lift one side of the egg skin and fold it over to the other side, using the heat and residual oil to seal it. A steaming egg dumpling with pretty golden lace curled at the edges is then successfully made and placed on the tray next to it by Chen Junqian.

Compared to the row of egg dumplings Lin Youfeng had just made, these dumplings were indeed several times better in appearance and presentation. One middle-aged man was even sweating a bit, but then he thought about how his daughter had been fooled by this guy's cooking skills in the first place, so it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.

After doing this a few more times, Lin Mu, who hadn't seen Chen Junqian return to the room for a long time, found out on her own and discovered her childhood sweetheart in the kitchen, completely immersed in the art of making egg dumplings.

What is Qianqian doing?

Completely ignoring her father who was also there, the girl hurried over, found another small stool, and sat down next to Chen Junqian. Curious, she leaned in to watch his every move, her little nose twitching.

"It smells pretty good."

"Make egg dumplings."

Talking to Lin Mu didn't delay Chen Junqian's work. With a light twist and turn, the egg liquid turned into a beautiful egg skin at the bottom of the spoon, perfectly even in every part as if it had been measured. To Mu Mu, it was practically magic, since it was the first time she had ever seen Chen Junqian make something like this.

To be honest, although Chen Junqian cooked the first meal for her alone, and then cooked for her many times afterward, Lin Mu was a complete kitchen novice, so her sense of participation was not as great as when she tried to use the pot lid as a shield the first time. She basically just sat outside waiting for the meal to be served.

However, Mu Mu herself also had something to say. It's quite rare for students of this age to be able to cook for themselves. Among the people she knows, only Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun can cook.

"I really want to eat it..."

Lin Mu certainly acknowledged Chen Junqian's culinary skills. If their first meal together was somewhat embellished by memory, then from that moment on, her childhood sweetheart's cooking truly became delicious, as if he had learned it specifically for her.

Of course, if Mu Mu is willing to flip through last year's "Fireworks" magazine, or buy "Plums Too Ripe Are Bitter, Unrequited Love Too Long Is Sour" which will be officially published this year, then she can also find another explanation for Chen Junqian's improved cooking skills.

Incidentally, another friend of Guo Ning's childhood sweetheart alliance, Youyou, can also claim that this is the result of her training in the doomsday shelter plan over the past two years, which can be considered a kind of three-way interaction.

"The filling inside is raw; the aroma comes from the egg on the outside. Don't even think about it."

Standing beside him, Lin Youfeng said something to his daughter with a bit of a laugh. However, Chen Junqian just smiled knowingly, because when he was very young in his previous life, he had said the same thing to his mother when she was making egg dumplings. Although his mother said something similar to him, she eventually found a solution to fulfill his wish.

"Sure, I'll make Mumu one with egg filling."

As he spoke, Chen Junqian first took out the already cooked egg crepe and placed it aside. Then he spread out another egg crepe, folded the first one over and put it inside as filling, making an egg dumpling that was essentially two fried egg crepes with egg filling.

"You'll just find ways to spoil her."

Although he said that, Lin Youfeng had already smiled and walked towards the front hall, leaving the space entirely to the two children.

"But it's still a bit hot, should I blow on it?"

Seeing the girl pout slightly and blow on the egg dumpling he was holding after hearing his words, Chen Junqian had another thought. He suddenly remembered an achievement he had once seen, one that he wasn't sure if he could fool anyone:

【The Spell of Delicious Magic】

Romantic comedies can't be without omelet rice, and omelet rice naturally needs the magical spell of "Make it delicious - chu!" When the heroine of the story stands there and casts her spell on the omelet rice you want to eat in various poses, whether innocent or dejected, energetic or arrogant, even a pre-made product sold in a chain family restaurant will suddenly become delicious in an instant.

Our memories of food depend not only on its taste, but also on the people who were with us when we took that bite.

Condition for achievement: Witness firsthand any heroine with romantic comedy potential cast a mysterious spell on the omelet rice in front of her, making it taste delicious.

As we all know, omelet rice is essentially rice wrapped in an egg crepe, so if we round it up, how can the thing he's holding now not be considered omelet rice?

With that in mind, Chen Junqian began his deception:

"Does Mumu think it tastes good?"

"It must taste delicious."

After all, it takes talent to make even a perfectly boiled egg taste bad. Moreover, Lin Mu had no doubt about Chen Junqian's cooking skills, so he immediately nodded in agreement after hearing the question.

"Can Mumu make it taste even better?"

"what do you mean?"

"Just say to it, 'Make it delicious!' Anyway, we'll have to wait for it to cool down a bit."

"Make it taste good!"

Without any doubt, facing Lin Mu who subconsciously uttered the line, Chen Junqian suddenly began to wonder if it was really necessary to find Gu Lingguo for his achievement replication plan, including lines, actions, and scenes. The Mu Mu in front of him seemed quite easy to fool.

However, considering the even higher concentration of lines that are almost impossible to realize in reality, I decided against it.

"All right."

As Chen Junqian fed Lin Mu the slightly cooled egg dumplings, the system was actually fooled this time, and the achievement was successfully accomplished.

Based on the previous failed attempt to use candied hawthorn to cheat on apple candy, Chen Junqian suspected that the main reason for the achievement's trigger was the line of dialogue that followed, rather than the food itself, since the achievement was named "Delicious Magic Spell".

"It's delicious!"

Lin Mu quickly ate the egg in her mouth and let out a satisfied sigh. However, she was just trying something new and for fun. After all, she had only eaten dinner recently, and if she was really hungry, there were plenty of sunflower seeds, peanuts, and other snacks in the room. There was no need for her to fight over her own family's eggshells here.

So, after fulfilling Mu Mu's small request, Chen Junqian returned to his familiar work rhythm and quickly finished the bowl of egg liquid and minced meat in front of him. After finishing the minced meat, he fried up the leftover egg liquid to give his childhood sweetheart an extra meal before getting up and finishing up.

It was getting late, but thanks to the fact that there were no fireworks or firecrackers to set off all night on New Year's Eve, Lin Mu had obviously slept very well last night, so he didn't look sleepy at all. Even though Chen Junqian had already run to bed to lie down and sleep, he still followed him, took off his shoes, and sat down next to him.

What if you fall asleep here?

"Then, just like on the high-speed train before, Qianqian, will sleep in my room?"

Lin Mu first said this subconsciously, but then immediately shook his head:

"No, no, that's my room next door. I always sleep there when I come back for Chinese New Year. How about this, Qianqian, come to my bed now. That way, I'll fall asleep first, and you can come back here later."

Because of a remark from his childhood sweetheart, Chen Junqian was forced to temporarily move to another room. Although Lin Mu said it was her room, she only came back to stay for a few days each year, so it didn't feel very personal and was not much different from his temporary room next door.

It was probably because the two of them had just finished discussing the impact of biology-related issues that evening, or perhaps because the adults were still gambling outside, that Lin Mu, who had taken off his outermost pants, got into bed, covered himself with a blanket, and kept his lower body covered, sat there for a while before slowly taking off his down jacket.

You can hear an adult outside shouting, "Eight of Bamboo! Eight of Bamboo!" "Black Fish Snails (a combination of eight of Bamboo and one of Bamboo, i.e., nine points)! Kill all! Kill all the banker! Give me the money, give me the money!" Actually, the upper body of Mu Mu, who was still wearing a sweater and shirt in front of Chen Junqian, was a very standard tube shape. It felt like he could only see a slight curve if she took off another layer, so there was no need to cover it up like that.

However, it was only a matter of a moment, because in less than two minutes, Lin Mu had already forgotten about it and started lying there again, enthusiastically talking to Chen Junqian about school.

Chatting under the covers is indeed a very pleasant thing, and Chen Junqian, who is quite experienced in this regard, easily kept Mu Mu awake until she was sleepy.

"Take off your sweater before you go to sleep, or you'll get hot."

"Sleepy……"

Seeing that she was indeed extremely sleepy, Lin Mu accidentally pulled up half of her shirt while taking off her sweater, revealing her fair and smooth lower abdomen. Chen Junqian, who was also very experienced in dressing and undressing thanks to his younger sister, quickly reached out to help. He then helped Lin Mu, who was in a sleeping position, to lie completely under the covers, got out of bed himself, and turned off the light as well.

"Good night, Mumu."

She probably wanted to tell him not to leave at first, but she was too sleepy, and those words were so reassuring, so the little girl lay in the blanket he had tucked all the corners in, her fingertips barely holding his lingering scent, and quickly fell asleep.

Next time.

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PS2: The title is the lyrics to Christine Fan's "True or False," which is also another song I'm preparing for Mu Mu.

Chapter 29: Even in a romantic comedy, don't make wild predictions (Part 2)

If "[The Battleground is in Progress]" is the most difficult repeatable achievement to trigger among Chen Junqian's long list of achievements, then "[Time to Get Up]", which was assigned to his childhood sweetheart by the system, is undoubtedly the second most difficult to trigger.

In the past few years, this achievement has only been triggered a dozen or twenty times, and most of them were during Chen Junqian and Lin Mu's trip. After all, it is common for childhood sweethearts in a two-dimensional romantic comedy to personally come over to wake them up. According to the system's description, making breakfast at home would be a classic scene, but in reality, that would be a real challenge.