Today, Yi Mu is not going to a brothel; he's taking his son out to a restaurant.
He took Ziruo's hand and led her through the long alley to the largest restaurant on the street.
When the waiter came to greet the guests, his smile became less genuine upon seeing that the two were dressed plainly.
Yi Mu tossed him a silver ingot, weighing about five taels.
The waiter called out with a beaming smile, "Please come in, sir!"
Yi Mu asked Zi Ruo what he wanted to eat and asked him to order.
Ziruo glanced at him and said in a barely audible whisper, "Father, you should order."
The boy used to be very intelligent, but now he has become timid and withdrawn.
The reason he became like this is largely due to the original owner of the body.
Since Mu has transmigrated here, he must take on the responsibility of guiding the child onto the right path.
Yi Mu knew he wanted to eat meat, so he ordered several main dishes and placed them all in front of him.
He didn't touch his chopsticks, and Ziruo didn't dare to either.
Yi Mu sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and put a piece of pork rib into his bowl.
"Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll get it for you."
Ziruo shrank back, hiding her gaze, and secretly glanced at him.
Zi Ruo felt that Yi Mu seemed to have changed; he used to never even look at him properly.
This made Ziruo think that he was no different from those corpses lying on the ground; with his physique, he probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single cut.
But just now, Ziruo felt that this man, who always lacked expression, was actually a little gentle when he served him food.
Although he couldn't compare to Shao Shao's father, the ice was finally showing signs of melting, making Zi Ruo less nervous in front of him.
The child was really hungry; he ate most of the food on the table.
Yi Mu instantly felt like a beast.
According to the storyline, the original owner was a cold-hearted person, so he didn't care about Ziruo at all.
When Yi Mu first arrived, he neglected Zi Ruo in order to follow the storyline.
From now on, I must take good care of my child.
Stepping out of the hotel, Ziruo patted her round belly, feeling embarrassed that she had eaten too much.
Yi Mu led him home, and on the way they saw a small vendor carrying a load of goods selling amulets, and went up to him.
"Young master, please buy a peace charm for your child, so that he may have a peaceful and healthy life."
Yi Mu let Zi Ruo choose one himself.
Ziruo felt that he had made Yimu spend too much money tonight, so he couldn't ask for anything more.
He shook his head and said no.
The small vendor, eager to make a sale, kept trying to sell Yi Mu how effective his amulets were.
Yi Mu asked Zi Ruo what his zodiac sign was.
Ziruo said, "I was born in the Year of the Snake, and I am a little dragon."
Yi Mu untied a peach pit amulet carved with snake patterns from the rope and fastened it to Zi Ruo's belt.
These little trinkets cost ten coins each; they're not valuable at all.
Ziruo was overjoyed, her eyes and brows beaming with happiness. She took Yimu's hand and led him home.
The shadow of the mule was stretched long under the lantern.
He explained the horrific massacre in a way that children could understand.
"The sister who saved your life is my junior sister. She bled to save people, but she didn't get any gratitude from those people. They tied up the kind sister, carried her to the side of a scalding hot pot, and wanted to eat her flesh. Ziruo, do you think they are good people?"
Ziruo looked up at him and loudly replied to Yimu, "They are not good people, they are evil spirits!"
Yi Mu looked down at him, a sorrowful expression on his cold face.
"She was my last attachment in this world, but they killed her. My salvation is gone. Do you think they deserved to die?"
Ziruo pursed her lips tightly.
When he was a beggar, there was an old beggar who was very kind to him and would think of him first when he had food.
Zi Ruo was an abandoned orphan who regained his belief in the true goodness and beauty of humanity because of that old beggar.
If one day the old beggar dies such a tragic death, even if he cannot avenge himself in a day, he will eventually make those people pay for their blood debts.
Zi Ruo grasped Yi Mu's hand tightly, knowing that Yi Mu was explaining to him, and felt somewhat relieved.
“Those people deserved to die, but…”
I was terrified by that hellish scene.
Yi Mu released his hand.
Ziruo looked up at him with fear, thinking she was about to be abandoned.
Yi Mu bent down and picked him up in one scoop, his voice tinged with laughter: "Let's go home."
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