The Mu residence was decorated with lanterns and streamers. The door that was rarely opened today was filled with many guests.
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
"Congratulations, Old Man Mu, for giving birth to Lin 'er again. You're really lucky!”
"The weather that has been snowing for days has actually cleared up on this day. He really is a child who will bring good fortune.”
"Thanks to your noble young master, we can come out and take a walk. We don't have to be bored at home.”
"Congratulations, Old Man Mu.”
The continuous congratulatory voices made the old man Mu whom the guests were talking about! Mu Wujing was grinning from ear to ear.
Previously, the warlock said that Ling 'er's life was filled with evil spirits and that her life was not good. Unless there was a heavenly star to suppress her, she was afraid that her family would be affected. Looking at the weather, it was a rare sunny day in winter on Ling 'er's one-year-old birthday.
"Master Lin, please come in!"
"Thank you for coming, county magistrate. Please sit!”
"Lord Xu, please!"
"Lord Xue, please sit, please sit!”
A high-ranking official on the left and a lord on the right came to congratulate him. They were all important figures who could not be offended. They were invited to participate in the capture ceremony of the son of General Mu Wujing, who was the leader of the army. It was also a rare time for him to return home and reunite with his family.
It was a great pleasure for the military officer who had been guarding the border for many years to be able to have Lin 'er again. In the Mu residence where most of the women were present, one could hear Mu Wujing's rare male hearty laughter.
Although it was a rare sunny day, the winter sun could not add much warmth to the frozen earth. The cold wind blowing in their faces still made people shiver, especially the poor people who could not buy clothes for themselves.
Outside the towering wall, in the white snow, a large and a small figure had no choice but to stop.
The harvest was not good and he could not pay taxes. In order to avoid the heavy taxes of corrupt officials, Yin Yinting carried his only son far away. Coming from the south to the north, they had wanted to seek refuge with their relatives and friends, but they were chased out by their heartless relatives and had to beg for a living in this harsh winter.
He gave most of the scarce food to his youngest son. Under the long-term hunger and cold, Yin Yinting had caught a cold a few days ago. The menacing illness took away his consciousness and he fell to the ground.
"Father, Father, are you alright?" An ominous premonition struck Yin Qianxu's heart as he anxiously called out to his father.
" Son, I'm worried about you. Cough cough…"
After a violent cough, scarlet blood seeped through the gaps between Yin Yinting's fingers and dripped onto the pure white snow, dyeing it red.
"Father!"
"Cough…It's all my fault, cough cough…"
"Father, don't say anything. I'll find a doctor for you immediately.”
" Don't…cough! Let Father look at you…properly…"
"No, I can't! Father, I'll be back soon. Hang in there, hang in there!”
His skinny hands lost their support, and his lifeless eyes looked at the little figure that was running further and further away.
"Xu 'er…"
"Wow!"
The loud cries could not even be covered by the clamor of the people. Perhaps the doll was celebrating that she could live to one year old!
"Madam, quickly think of a way!"
"Brother Mu, your son will definitely grow into a heroic man like you!”
"Brother Yue, are you mocking me?”
"Haha!"
It was one of the grand occasions for a rich family to let a one-year-old child lie on a large table with various items on it and let him choose one of them to test his future interests and sexual orientation. But if this child kept crying and refused to move, how could they continue?
Most of the people quieted down, perhaps gloating over their misfortune as they waited for a good show.
"Aiyo, Ling 'er, be good.”Mu Wujing's wife! Although Gao Wenji liked the child's cute appearance, she couldn't stand his wild crying, especially since he wasn't her biological son.
His biological mother had died during childbirth at the same time he was born. After that, this child refused to let anyone carry him. No matter who came to carry him or coax him, he would always cry loudly. The more he cried, the louder he cried. It was obvious that he would not give face to any noblewoman who carried him.
"Madam!"
"Xiangmei, hurry up and stop his crying.”Gao Wenji, who was at her wit's end, wanted to throw this hot potato to the servants to think of a solution.
"Yes, Madam." The aggrieved servant girl had no choice but to agree. She could not let the child obediently listen to the instructions of the adults to choose one of the items.
"I beg you, my lords, I beg you!”
The Mu family, which was not on guard because of the influx of guests, let a child beggar who was shorter than an adult's waist and dressed in rags barge in and reach the hall.
"Get out. This is not a place you can come to.”
"I beg you, please save my father!"
The boy's loud shout actually stopped the child's crying. Everyone was amazed. They looked at the main character of the day, the child, raising his hand and pointing at the boy, as if he was the one who grabbed Zhou Li.
Mu Wujing, who had been annoyed by the baby's crying these days, was also very curious about someone who could make his baby stop crying.
"Men, please save my father!”
"Get lost!"
The wooden sticks in the servants 'hands were about to land on this dirty and small uninvited guest!
"Please stop. Lord Mu, can you listen to me?”
"Lord Feng, please speak."
"This boy seems to be able to make your son stop crying. Why don't you let him try?”
"You mean…"
"As long as this boy can make your noble son obediently carry out his capture ceremony, then we'll listen to what kind of request he has.”
This was just a game for the rich. Whether it worked or not, they would not lose anything. They could even ignore the little boy's request. After all, they did not agree in advance. So what if he was there?
The dirt covered the little boy's original appearance, but it did not cover his hearing. He heard the only chance that left him no choice, the only hope that could save his father.
Yin Qianxu stood up and walked towards Mu Xingling.
"Hey, I'm in a hurry now. My father is very sick. Can you just take anything and tell me?”
"How dare you, little beggar, speak to the young master like this!”Xiangmei reprimanded this smelly beggar child, her contempt obvious.
" Hurry up!" Yin Qianxu urged him as he held his gray fingers with his small hands.
Mu Xingling giggled happily after she held it in her hand. Two small dimples appeared on her round little face, which was very cute. After hearing Yin Qianxu's urging, he grabbed something that was closest to him.
"Congratulations, Master Mu. In the future, the young master will definitely be a civil official. The Mu Residence will be well-versed in both civil and martial arts and will be famous.”
It turned out that Mu Xingling was holding a wolf-hair brush, which symbolized that he would walk the opposite path of his father's military officer in the future.
Wow!
The baby's loud cries could be heard clearly by the entire west side of the Mu Residence.
"Madam, why is Ling-er crying again?" After a long journey, he was finally able to return home to rest. Mu Wujing, who still had to meet the emperor the next morning, was filled with displeasure from being woken up. He had fought hard to get a holiday to return home, but he could not even get a good rest.
Mrs. Mu, Gao Wenji, hurriedly called her personal maid, Xiangmei.
"Go wake Nanny up."
"Nanny and the young master are sleeping together. It's impossible that the crying won't wake her up.”In other words, the nanny might not be able to stop him from crying.
"Where is that kid?"
"In the woodshed." Xiangmei whispered. If the old master found out that they were abusing the servants in private and made him sleep in a wet and cold place, he would not let them off easily.
"Then hurry up and go!"
"Yes, Xiangmei will go now."
"Master, please wait a moment. I'll give you some peace and quiet immediately.”Gao Wenji said in a gentle voice. The boorish and heroic old man would really scare everyone when he was angry. She had been married to the Mu residence for many years, but she still could not change her fear.
Although Gao Wenji and the maid Xiangmei were talking in a low voice in the small hall outside the room, Mu Wujing could still vaguely hear some words.
"That kid?"
"Ah, isn't it the fatherless and motherless child beggar that you kindly took in on the day of the child trial ceremony? I don't know why Ling 'er always clings to him and insists on his company. Even when the nanny is feeding him, she still clings to him tightly, or else she won't stop crying…"
"Enough." He hated women who were noisy and could not stop talking once they started.
It was rare to see her husband, so Gao Wenji, who had a lot to talk about, could only shut her mouth.
A moment later!
"Aiya, listen, didn't it stop?”
"Then let that kid stay in Ling 'er's room in the future so that he won't cry and make a scene in the middle of the night again.”
However, that kid was just a lowly beggar. She was afraid that he would be unclean. Moreover, he was young and did not know how to take care of others. If he caused Ling 'er to fall ill…
"Yes, Master." Mrs. Mu, Gao Wenji, who could only follow her husband at home, had no choice but to obey.
After a few more autumns and winters, with Mu Wujing's contributions, the Mu Clan became increasingly prominent. In the quiet Mu Residence, other than who was quarreling with who, who had inexplicably fallen ill, who was bullying who, who was jealous of who…Other than that, everything was not far from the past. Everything was peaceful.
The wind blew through the flourishing branches, blowing down many luxuriant leaves that were swaying in the wind.
"It's so strange. Eldest Young Master's little white horse actually turned gray and suddenly looked sick. Did the people in the stable not take good care of it? But the day before yesterday, he saw the Eldest Young Master riding it happily.”
"I also find it strange. That horse is very expensive. It's impossible for Old Liu of the stable not to know. He'll definitely be fired this time.”
"How unlucky."
The servant girls liked to gossip when they were free, and there was not much sympathy in their conversation. They were just one of the many servant girls in the Mu Residence. No matter how much sympathy they had, it would not be of much use. What they should pay attention to was the way to survive in the large courtyard.
The only thing related to this matter was that ten days ago, the young owner of the pony had ridden it with unskilled skills.
In the relatively spacious backyard of the Mu Residence, horse hooves and human voices were mixed together.
"Good dogs don't block the way. Move aside!"
A few days ago, Mu Wujing had given his son Mu Xingyang an expensive pony. He could not wait to ride it and show it off.
"Hey, hey, get lost!"
The Eldest Young Master of the Mu Residence! Mu Xingyang could not control the disobedient pony smoothly. He could only let it run wildly and kick many things. It ran straight toward Yin Qianxu, who was picking up firewood.
In that split second, Yin Qianxu was kicked in the arm even though he avoided the horse's hooves that could have hurt his back. The noble young master on the horse was immediately thrown off by the roaring pony and fell to the ground.
"Aiya, it's bleeding!"
Mu Xingyang cried out in shock as if he had broken his arms and legs."I want to tell my mother that you caused me to get hurt, wuu…"
"Yes, it's all your fault. It's all your fault.”
Mu Xingyang's lackeys beat Yin Qianxu up on his behalf.
Yin Qianxu remained silent in the midst of the chaotic punches, allowing them to stop when they were tired and happy. He knew that he was living under someone else's roof and had no right to resist. Resistance would only lead to more beatings.
"Stop! Xuxu, Xuxu! Don't hit Xuxu, the people who hit Xuxu will rot!”The third young master of the Mu family, Mu Xingling, who still had a childlike voice, cursed the bad people in his eyes. Those who bullied Xuxu were all bad people.
Her small body rushed over to protect Yin Qianxu, her two big eyes filled with tears.
"Little brother, don't cry. We won't hit him. Don't cry!”As the elder brother, Mu Xingyang loved to bully people weaker than him, but he could not do anything to his third brother, Mu Xingling. As long as he cried, that cute and pitiful look would always make him feel an inexplicable sense of guilt. Moreover, it would also attract the adults to criticize him. He was afraid of this move, but he was not afraid of him!
"Really?" Mu Xingling's big eyes, which were filled with tears, were sparkling as she looked straight at his big brother.
"It's true."
"Ah, big brother, you're bleeding. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.”Mu Xingling's small hand grabbed Mu Xingyang's elbow that was bleeding from the scratch. She blew on it desperately, trying to blow away the pain for him.
Seeing his little brother's worried and cute appearance, his cheeks that were flushed red from the wind, his wound did not seem to hurt as much. Mu Xingyang secretly wiped away the tears that were still hanging in the corner of his eyes and said stubbornly,
"This is just a small injury. It doesn't hurt at all. Don't cry.”
"Yes!"
Hearing her brother's comforting words, Mu Xingling finally broke into a smile, revealing a delicate smile that stunned the people around her.
While everyone was stunned, Mu Xingling pulled Yin Qianxu away and planned to clumsily apply medicine on his wounds. She wrapped his limbs, whether injured or not, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, and did not allow Yin Qianxu to remove them himself.
In the next few days, seeing Yin Qianxu's miserable state, the adults no longer ordered Yin Qianxu to do all sorts of things. They really thought that he was seriously injured.
" Mother, Father gave me a pony. Woo..." Mu Xingyang cried so hard that his tears and snot mixed together. He was so sad.
"Yang 'er, don't cry. When your father comes back, I'll ask him to give you another pony, okay?”After all, where could he find a pony for him at the moment? Moreover, if it was not a high-grade purebred horse, as the mistress of the Mu residence, she would not want it.
"That's still a long time later. I don't want it."
"It's just a pony. Mother will buy something else for you, okay?”
"Wuuu…"
What could he do now? The little white horse was dead, and he could no longer let Mu Xingyang ride on his back and show off.#
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