Chapter 62 It’s a Datu Tulong brand bag!

Qi Xu was overjoyed.

Like a young soldier who had been waiting for the general's orders, after so many days, she finally had a chance to use her skills.

Qi Xu followed the simple backpack blueprint drawn by Yun Fu and sewed four small backpacks suitable for the little kids according to their heights.

Mu Lingyun didn't expect that he had it too.

When Yunfu handed him the backpack.

Mu Lingyun's first reaction was joy, but when he came to his senses, he retracted his outstretched hand and shook his head: "Grandfather said that you can't accept rewards without merit, so you can't just take other people's things."

"This is a reward for you. It's a reward for your brave performance by the river." Yun Fu is very good at coaxing children now.

After a few words, he sent the backpack out.

Mu Lingyun liked this gift very much, but he was reluctant to carry the backpack on his back, so he held it carefully in his arms.

The first thing I did was show it to my grandfather.

As soon as Mu Yong woke up after the effect of the anesthetic wore off, he saw his eldest grandson holding a strangely shaped object in his arms.

After asking, I found out that this ugly-looking thing was actually a big bag made of the skin of the man-eating earth dragon.

After learning everything, Mu Yong fell into deep thought.

That little girl is really not simple!

Taking a look at his grandson beside him, a bold idea came into Mu Yong's mind.

The three little dumplings behaved completely differently from Mu Lingyun. They put on their own small backpacks and ran out of the yard. They walked back and forth in the village several times, showing off their new backpacks.

"It's beautiful! You can only look at it, but you can't touch it."

"It's a Datu Tulong brand bag!"

"Do you want to know what's in Xiao Nian'er's bag? Okay, okay, since you want to know so much, Xiao Nian'er will show you! There are toffees, dried meat, eggs, candied fruit, a handkerchief, and a water bag."

A large part of the space in a little foodie's backpack is filled with food.

There was little food in Qi Yu and Qi Mo's backpacks.

Qi Yu packed a few of his favorite books, while Qi Mo packed a lot of small stones for slingshots.

Yun Fu made backpacks for them, not because she expected these little kids to carry supplies for her, but because she wanted to make some new things to amuse them.

Mu Yong woke up. Yun Fu checked his wounds and left him some medicine to prevent any problems he might have later.

From beginning to end, the old man had an expression as if he had something to say but was hesitant.

Yun Fu raised her eyelids and sighed softly, "If you have something to say, go ahead and say it. But as I said before, I may not necessarily answer your questions."

Mu Yong's face flushed. "I don't want to ask you a question, I want to ask you something."

"What's up?"

"I want you to take Ling Yun with you when you leave." Mu Yong said.

If Mu Yong hadn't looked serious at the moment, without a trace of smile on his face, Yun Fu would have almost thought that the old man was joking with her.

"Grandpa, I'm an exile, and I'm going to the Land of Exile—the Ghostly Prison. You want me to take your grandson to that godforsaken place?"

"I know your identity. You are an exiled prisoner and the daughter of the late Princess of Dasheng, formerly Princess Yunfu. The man beside you is General Qi Hanzhou, the once feared war god of the Five Kingdoms!"

Mu Yong noticed from the beginning that the man standing next to the little girl, who rarely spoke throughout the whole process, was definitely not simple in appearance and temperament.

"Ling Yun will follow you, no matter where you go, I can rest assured."

Mu Yong's idea was actually very simple. He wanted to find a way to survive for his grandson in this chaotic world where people were eating each other before he died.

For Yun Fu, having two more mouths to feed is not a big deal.

But after she sent Qi Hanzhou and the three little kids to the exile place and helped them get settled there, she would not necessarily stay in the Ghostly Prison.

So should Mu Lingyun follow her or stay in the Ghost Prison?

Yun Fu knew that raising a child was not as simple as just feeding him.

Yunfu doesn’t think that her eyelids start fighting after reading two pages of a book, which makes her suitable for educating children.

She was a little worried about the early education of the three little kids.

"I can only give him something to eat and teach him how to survive, but I can't teach him anything else."

"In this chaotic world, being able to survive is enough. I, as an old man, do not pray for him now. I just hope that this only bloodline can survive in this chaotic world."

When you are in a prosperous era, you can think about a lot of things.

Ideals, ambitions, country, family, honor...

But in these troubled times, it is already difficult for people to just think about how to survive.

"Grandfather, I won't leave. Wherever you are, there will be my grandson!" The thatched cottage of the Mu family was not soundproof. Mu Lingyun, who was outside the door, heard the conversation inside the house, pushed the door open and ran in.

Mu Yong patted his grandson's head and sighed heavily, "Even if Grandfather's leg heals, we might not survive if we stay here. Listen to Grandfather and go with them. This is your only way to survive now."

Yun Fu glanced at the grandfather and grandson hugging each other and asked, "If that's the case, then why don't you come with us, old man? If staying here doesn't work, then find another way out!"

"Me? Are you willing to take this burden with you?"

Mu Yong thought that asking them to bring Mu Lingyun with them was already an excessive request.

I never thought that they would be willing to take a disabled person like me with them.

"A burden? I have enough confidence in my medical skills. You will definitely be able to stand up again."

Yun Fu knew that the old man had the character of a scholar, and an idea came to her mind: "Taking you with me is conditional, of course. Qi Yu and the others are old enough to learn to read and write. If you are willing to teach them to read and write, I will take you two along."

Mu Yong stared at her blankly, his eyes gradually moistening: "Girl, I will shamelessly accept your kindness."

Mu Yong is not stupid. Considering the backgrounds of Yun Fu and Qi Hanzhou, it is not easy for him to educate three children. This little girl just helped him find a reason to go along with them.

Yun Fu informed Jiang Cheng that the Mu family's grandparents and grandchildren would travel together.

"Wait, they're going to the penal colony with us?"

What shocked Jiang Cheng was not that the grandfather and grandson were traveling together, but that their destination was to follow the exile team to the place of exile.

This was something he had never experienced in all the years he had been doing escort work.

It would be good if the prisoners in the exile team did not think of escaping.

Why is the number of people increasing?

What the hell is this?

However, after looking at Yun Fu in front of him, Jiang Cheng felt that with this evil spirit around, this matter didn't seem so shocking.