Mu Wan Qing was dressed as cannon fodder playing a female supporting role in a book about a reborn female protagonist.
The heroine was her amazing and talented cousin. She was reborn on the w...
Mu Hai closed his eyes, his body was shaking, but he clenched his teeth and remained silent.
Mu Wanqing looked down at him and said aggressively, "Let me guess, you are jealous that we have a mule cart and you don't."
"The shackles of jealousy have been removed from my father and brother, but not from you."
"You are jealous that we have hot meals to eat, but you still fight for a steamed bun, scrambling for food like pigs and dogs."
The hurtful words made Mu Hai completely lose his defense. He roared angrily, "Why can you live a good life while I have to live like a dog?"
Once these words were spoken, it was tantamount to admitting it.
The officer who lost the silver was so angry that he kicked the man to the ground.
Mu Wanqing couldn't help but laugh angrily, "I can only blame you for being stupid, foolish, and incompetent."
This is not a reason for him to frame others.
Mu Hai was angry, furious, and scared, and all his rage was directed at Mu Wanqing.
"Mu Wanqing, you are so vicious. You are not worried about scarcity but inequality. You are not worried about poverty but insecurity. You are also at fault..."
Madam Mu, no matter how good-tempered she is, could not tolerate this. "The mule cart was exchanged for Qing'er's marriage certificate, and the hot dishes were exchanged for Qing'er's cooking skills. She is capable, but you are incompetent and don't work hard. You only know how to be jealous and frame others. You deserve to be poor for the rest of your life."
"You..." Mu Hai was so angry that he was shaking all over. "How can you brag about selling out your daughter to make money?"
This was too harsh to hear. Everyone in the second room changed their expressions. Only Mu Wanqing was the most indifferent. "People with dirty minds see everything as dirty. If a person's heart is bad, there is no cure."
Master Mu held his head high, extremely proud. "Look, my daughter is so outstanding. Our whole family is blessed by her. I can give birth. I have a good daughter, but you don't!"
This is too hateful.
Everyone is so angry.
The police officer who lost the silver ran out of patience and lifted Mu Hai up. "What about the remaining money? Take it all out."
"That's all." Mu Hai refused to entertain them honestly.
The officer didn't believe a word he said and became even angrier. "Okay, you keep talking tough, I'll see how long you can keep it tough, drag you out and beat you up."
Not many members of the Mu family came out to plead for mercy this time, mainly because they couldn't stand his behavior of framing their own people.
How dare you treat Mu Zicheng like this today? What about next time?
After a few blows, Mu Hai was in so much pain that he confessed everything. He said that he had stolen the silver during the fight.
At that time, they were a team, and they covered for each other with two brothers from the same family. Afterwards, the three of them divided the money equally.
The officer who lost the silver recovered all the silver. He felt relieved and finally smiled.
He then felt somewhat regretful, "Miss Mu San, I was reckless. I apologize to you."
He is a straightforward person and his thoughts are reflected on his face.
Mu Wanqing slightly turned sideways to avoid his greeting, "I'm not the one who was wronged."
Officer Wang did not hesitate, he walked up to Mu Zicheng, bowed and apologized to him.
Seeing his sincere attitude, Mu Zicheng generously forgave him. Of course, he did not dare not to forgive him.
The atmosphere suddenly eased up, and Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes a few times, "Master Zeng, I was frightened just now, and I want compensation."
Lord Zeng was not surprised at all. Instead, he felt as if it was expected. "You tell me."
She has always been clear about gratitude and grudges, and will always seek revenge. How could she let it go after suffering a loss?
Mu Wanqing pointed at her second brother Mu Ziang and said, "He is the only one in the family who wears shackles. I don't think this is appropriate. A family should share the joys and sorrows together."
Lord Zeng pondered for a moment and felt that his behavior tonight was indeed a bit too much. Mu Wanqing was a girl with too deep a mind, and it would be no good to offend her.
"Okay." Let her get back the advantage, and the matter will be completely over. That's good.
Mu Ziang's shackles were removed on the spot. Mu Ziang was overjoyed. He didn't expect such a good thing to happen.
My sister is mighty and awesome.
I must listen to my sister from now on!
There was one thing Wang Guancha didn't understand, "Miss Mu San, how did you know he would point his finger at you?"
Mu Wanqing pretended to be serious and said, "Just treat it as a guess."
She studied psychology and micro-expressions for a period of time, and can tell whether ordinary people are lying or not.
People who feel guilty will subconsciously avoid the other person's eyes and will point at the other person and refute loudly in an exaggerated manner.
Everyone looked at her differently, with a hint of awe. Whether she was guessing or being able to see through people's hearts, it was amazing.
Those who should be punished were punished, those who should be compensated were compensated, and everyone dispersed.
Mu Hai and his brothers were beaten until they were covered in blood and fainted. The tribesmen dragged them back to the woodshed.
Master Mu hesitated for a moment, "Qing'er, I...I want to send them some medicine for their injuries."
He has now developed a habit of seeking Mu Wanqing's opinion on everything.
Mu Wanqing opened the medicine box and took out a bottle of high-quality trauma medicine. "Go."
Master Mu was surprised. "You don't object?"
He thought his daughter was hot-tempered and would not tolerate even a grain of sand in her eyes.
"They have received the punishment they deserve, but their crimes do not warrant death." Mu Wanqing said sincerely, "Just live well."
Mr. Mu took the trauma medicine and hurried away. After a while, he hurried back. He felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted and he felt relaxed.
Mu Wanqing was not idle either. She knocked on the door of the dormitory with her second brother and called out, "Mu Jinyao, Mu Rongxue."
She didn't go in, but just stood outside the door and waved at the two of them.
Mu Jinyao and her sister were extremely surprised. What was she doing here? There was no deep sisterhood between them.
"What's up?"
"Thank you." Mu Jinyao clasped his fists towards them.
Mu Jinyao was stunned. Did he come to thank her? Just because she stood up to help him plead for mercy? "I'm not helping you, it's... we all have the last name Mu."
"Yes, that's what I mean." Mu Xuerong was also very arrogant.
"No matter what, I have to say thank you. This is a thank you gift." Mu Wanqing accepted the favor and took out the things she had prepared.
There were ten brightly colored boiled eggs. She made a few more and prepared to eat them tomorrow.
The two sisters swallowed at the same time, unable to look away.
Why do ordinary eggs look so tempting and delicious?
But I'm too shy to accept it.
Mu Wanqing stuffed the boiled eggs on them and said, "Eat quickly. I'm going back to sleep."
Looking at her receding figure, Mu Rongxue's expression relaxed, "She... doesn't seem that annoying."
Well, I definitely wasn’t bought off by just a few eggs!
Mu Jinyao couldn't help but laugh.
There was a shout from inside the room, and the two turned and walked in.
Everyone looked over at once. Old Madam Mu looked at the things in their hands and asked, "What is this?"
The Great Qi ruled the country with filial piety, and the current emperor is a very filial person, so filial piety is emphasized by both the government and the people.
The Mu family is a family of officials, and everyone in the family praises Old Lady Mu highly.
Mu Jinyao placed the food in front of Old Madam Mu with both hands, "This is a thank you gift from my third sister, please try it."
Old Madam Mu's eyes were glued to the boiled eggs, and she said with disdain, "She only gave away ten eggs? How could she have the nerve to give them away..."
Before she could finish, a long hand reached out, "Grandma, if you don't want to eat it, give it to me and I'll eat it."
It was the Second Young Master Mu, who ate dry food every day and whose eyes turned green with greed.
Old Mrs. Mu was unable to stop it and watched helplessly as a boiled egg disappeared into the big mouth of the Second Young Master Mu, who looked like he was enjoying it.
She was so angry that she rolled her eyes and called her descendants unfilial.
In the end, it was Grandpa Mu who made the decision. He kept one for the old lady and shared the rest, allowing everyone to taste a little.
He didn't know how wrong this decision was.
After tasting it, Mu Jinyao suddenly realized why those officials were so eager to grab the food regardless of their image.
It is simply a delicacy, with a strong meaty aroma, delicate and smooth texture, and rich flavor.
After eating dry food for many days, my mouth is dry and tastes bland. This braised egg is the ultimate delicacy.
Originally, it would be fine if you didn't eat it, but after taking a bite you can taste the flavor, and from then on you'll be thinking about it all the time.
Many years later, the Mu family members all remember this bite of braised egg. It is the most beautiful memory deep in their memory, and a taste that cannot be replaced by any delicacies from land and sea.
The second young master Mu looked annoyed, and he only hated that he ate too fast. "I suddenly think that the third sister is really pretty."
A girl who can cook delicious food is always clever and deft. He looked at Mu Wanqing through a filter.
The room was silent, and everyone had complicated expressions.
Young Master Mu glared at him fiercely. He was the only one who ate the whole boiled egg, while the others only ate a small piece.
"The key is to be virtuous." What should I do if I want to eat for free?
Old Madam Mu couldn't bear to hear this and got angry on the spot, "What a virtuous woman! You think it's good just because I can cook a few dishes that are not presentable? You are all sick in the brain and blind."
This time, no one supported the actor.
They can't beat Mu Wanqing, so why not join? Didn't they see that the most useless second branch of the Mu family lived a good life with her?
Eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, live in a clean room, and all the shackles are removed.
Of course, they are definitely not such superficial people. They are mainly members of the Mu family, a family that loves each other.
It was a new day again, and they set off at dawn. Mu Ziang happily volunteered to drive the car.
Mu Zicheng was not in a good mood. His parents taught him a loving lesson for half the night, telling him not to pick up things randomly, to be more careful, and to learn from his mistakes.
Mu Wanqing drank a bowl of oil tea noodles and leaned lazily against the wall of the carriage. She picked up a pen and paper to write and draw, and counted the small treasury.
Originally there were 522 taels of silver, 200 taels were handed in, 100 taels were used to buy supplies, and the daily food expenses were 1 tael of silver, which made 30 taels of silver a month and 180 taels of silver in half a year.
After all these deductions, there were only fifty taels of silver left. However, the accommodation fee per night was not cheap, and it would cost several dozen taels for half a year.
Besides, the mule cart is now full of supplies and the space is too small to sit in comfortably. She also wants to buy a spacious carriage.
A good horse costs sixty or seventy taels, and with a carriage, the minimum price is eighty taels.
The problem is, when you arrive at the border, you have to take care of the local officials and arrange a good place for you to stay.
It costs money to buy a home. If you calculate it this way, there is a shortfall of several hundred taels of silver.
Making money is urgent.
Madam Mu was doing needlework, occasionally looking up at her daughter, and then at her husband and son, feeling extremely at peace.
"What are you writing?"
Mu Wanqing was about to say something when a cry of surprise came from outside, "It's going to rain."
Just as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew and the trees on the roadside were blown all over the place.
The storm is coming.
The greatest tribulation on the road to exile, the storm is coming!