The live broadcast girl was loved by heaven after traveling through time.

When the incident happened in the General's Mansion, Mu Jiao did know that there was a treasure near Sanhe Mountain, so he took the initiative to propose that Jietuo Village reflect on itself and repent!

But, the idea at that time was indeed to find the treasure and present it to the royal family!

His heart is sincere!

He has always looked at things from his own perspective!

He thought that if he behaved sincerely enough, the emperor would let him go and eliminate his grudge against the general's mansion.

He was wrong.

Today, if it weren't for Yin'er's words, he might not have realized how simple and ridiculous his thoughts were.

Now that I have put myself in their shoes, I realize that the whole thing has a completely different flavor!

For those in power, power is more important than anything else. Once they suspect someone is threatening their power, they will get rid of him as soon as possible!

It is better to believe it than to allow such risks to grow!

He is in danger!

The general’s mansion is also in danger!

"Dad, don't forget. Those marriage teams haven't returned yet. Calculating the time, the emperor should have taken action by now." Mu Wenyin stabbed his father in the heart again.

Mu Jiao also realized that there was no turning back.

It was he himself who cut off his own retreat!

No, just as Yin'er said, he never had a way out!

Because that road is not feasible at all! It is just his own obsession and delusion!

After a long time, Mu Jiao regained the feeling of his arms that had long been stiff through deep breaths again and again: "In this case, there is no need to worry about anything. The best strategy is to protect all the gold! First, hide your identity and stay with your aunt Xiaoxiao. Believe in me, father. The world is so big that there will always be a place for us father and son to stay!"

Shi Hao: "Master, we're here."

The carriage gradually stopped. Before Shi Hao could carry Mu Jiao down from the carriage, Mu Wenyin pulled his sister and jumped down.

"My sister and I are going to take a walk. We'll be back in an hour." He said this, to tell his father the time for both parties to meet.

Mu Jiao originally had no intention of staying in the hotel with his children as they would be too conspicuous and easily exposed.

It would be best if the two children play by themselves.

An hour of rest was enough for him.

Wenyin had almost spent all the money he had, but since he was about to meet the woman, Mu Wenyin didn't need to go to the bank to exchange the banknotes for silver.

Anyway, everything will be taken care of very well with that woman, so a little kid like him won't need to pay any money. She's much more reliable than his father anyway.

He looked at his shriveled purse, grabbed a small piece of silver and put it on the table: "Waiter! Serve the food for this silver! It should be soft and tender for the children, and a balanced combination of meat and vegetables. Go!"

"Okay, just wait and see."

He and his sister are in the growing period, so they need to eat good food!

As for his father, well, let him deal with it himself.

Two bowls of beef noodles, a plate of scrambled eggs, a small pot of stewed pork, and a pot of porridge made of some unknown vegetable were soon placed on the table.

The style doesn't look very good, but it's really soft and rotten enough.

Ling'er: "Brother, it's too ugly. It looks similar to what Uncle Shihao cooks. I can't eat it."

Mu Wenyin: "Eat. Eat as much as you can, and don't hesitate."

"Oh."

Ling'er took a big spoon, scooped a spoonful, and filled the bowl in front of her.

Mu Wenyin:......

Did the store owner give them a spoon for pig food?

Mu Linger: I have even less appetite.

Fortunately, thanks to Hao's cooking skills along the way, the meal was not as hard to swallow as imagined.

There is one benefit to stewing dishes until they have lost their soul, which is that they are easier to digest.

They also have to ride in a carriage, where they don't move much, and if they eat too well, it will be easy to indigestion.

"Don't waste what you can't finish. Dad must not have eaten yet. Waiter, put all these in bowls and send them to Tianyi Inn. There is a golden carriage, the most eye-catching one, with many beads on the door. Give it to the driver. Just say that the two children bought it for them. He will know how to deal with it."

The waiter was a little hesitant. Would he get beaten if he sent over a dish that looked like this?

Mu Wenyin grabbed a handful of copper coins and put them in the child's hand.

This action made the second brother very happy!

If he had put it on the table and let the shopkeeper hear it, there would not be much left in his hands. But this young master directly stuffed the copper coin into his hand!

He hid it around his waist!

“Don’t worry, young master. I promise to deliver it to you!” What if the dish is bad? Just put a bowl on top so you can’t see it!

After the two kids had eaten their fill, they ran out to play.

The food was quickly delivered to Shi Hao, who handed the dish to his master without hesitation. Mu Jiao was shaving at the time, and a dull razor was moving across his face.

"Master, the young master missed you and bought some food to send over."

Click...

Blood flowed down his cheek and dripped onto the ground.

When did his son become so filial?

Why did the eldest son, who had spent a lot of money to buy food for his sister but never bought a single steamed bun for his father, suddenly send food to him?

He wiped his hands with a cloth, pushed his wheelchair over, slowly removed a bowl that was on top of it, and then put it back.

"Here's a reward for you. You've worked hard on the journey, and you deserve a good meal."

Shi Hao: I’m touched…

"Thank you, Master!"

"Have you prepared meals?"

"Of course they are ready and loaded on the carriage."

"That's good. The time I agreed to meet with Yin'er is almost here. I need to rest as soon as possible. It's the same for eating in the carriage when we set off. You don't have to go out to eat, just eat here."

After saying that, he continued to push his wheelchair away and went about his own business.

"Thank you, master!" Shi Hao was not polite at all and quickly opened a big bowl.

Mu Jiao glanced at it from a distance and said, humph, it turned out to be the leftovers of the two children!

He knows it!

He is really a great son to his father!

The noodles were clumped together, disjointed, and there were some visible teeth marks.

Fortunately he didn’t eat it!

"Hmm, it smells so good!" Shi Hao sighed as he put the noodles into his mouth!

Much better than his craftsmanship!

After careful care, Mu Jiao's condition changed dramatically. His originally lonely and desolate figure turned into a graceful appearance, although he was still sitting in a wheelchair and was no longer a teenager.

Even if it just sits there quietly, it is as mature, deep, steady, and yet with a subtle sense of elegance, just like the leaves in late autumn.

"Showoff." Mu Wenyin's incisive description made Ling'er nod her head frequently.

From a distance, they saw their father sitting on the tea stall opposite the inn.

He was dressed neatly, looking like a young man from a noble family who was going on a secret visit, but he happened to be working at a shabby tea stall where a bowl of tea cost only one penny.

Any piece of that outfit is worth more than any store on this street.

It seems that their father really took out the best things from the bottom of the box.

Mu Jiao hadn't enjoyed a moment of peace for a long time.

A bowl of broken tea has a unique flavor when tasted. Although it does not suit him, the slowly rising tea aroma hitting his face makes him feel that he is still truly alive.

As long as you are alive, there is hope.