Chapter 416: Chapter 416

"Alright!" Lu Yuanfeng handed the bowl of porridge to the man, but in his current condition, the man was unable to feed himself.

Lu Yuanfeng decided to feed the man porridge, but he was so clumsy that he almost scalded the man.

Mu Shuangshuang couldn’t bear it any longer and said to Lu Yuanfeng, "Fengzi, forget it, let’s ask Grandpa Zhang to take a look. Put the porridge aside, and he can drink it himself when he gains some strength."

Lu Yuanfeng was stunned, completely not expecting Shuangshuang to say that.

He thought Shuangshuang would criticize him for being clumsy and then feed the man herself.

"You fool, do you think I’d feed another man?" From the look in Lu Yuanfeng’s eyes, Mu Shuangshuang knew what he was thinking and couldn’t help but tap his head.

Ever since confirming that the person she liked was Lu Yuanfeng, Mu Shuangshuang had been faithful, hardly even looking at another man’s face, let alone taking care of one.

Besides, she had no relation to this man, and he hadn’t paid her anything, so why should she take care of him?

A bright smile suddenly spread across Lu Yuanfeng’s lips.

"Alright, Shuangshuang, let’s go quickly!" Lu Yuanfeng took a step forward and headed towards the front courtyard.

The two went to see Zhang Huai Shu, who treated the man, but staying in that chicken coop in the back was not an option. So Lu Yuanfeng brought him to his room, prepared some herbal medicine, and fed it to the man.

By this time, the man had fallen asleep, but his hands remained tightly covering his abdomen.

"It seems that mark must be something particularly important. Fengzi, you said that mark looks familiar to you; where have you seen it before?"

Mu Shuangshuang also reflected, and it looked very much like an ancient Commander’s Seal she had seen in history books.

Judging by the man’s physique, he seemed to be a martial artist, not an ordinary person.

"Military camp!" Lu Yuanfeng opened his mouth and uttered two words.

Now, Mu Shuangshuang was even more certain that the man was from the military.

And judging by the softness of his clothing, he probably wasn’t just an ordinary soldier.

"He’s from the Xing Family!" Lu Yuanfeng said confidently.

The military camp where Lu Yuanfeng was stationed was under the Xing Family - he had spent five years there, rising from an obscure soldier to the leading Vanguard before he left for his family’s sake.

The commander had tried to persuade Lu Yuanfeng to stay, even promising to make him a General within ten years, but Lu Yuanfeng ultimately didn’t stay.

But those former glories are no longer relevant to him now.

At this point, all he had was this mountain, Shuangshuang, and Yuanbao!

Mu Shuangshuang knew about the Xing Family.

A few days ago, she went to listen to a storyteller who spoke about Xing Ningtian, a figure as capable as the Overlord of Western Chu, who made significant contributions to the Da Ning Dynasty but unfortunately died on the battlefield during the decisive battle between Da Ning and Da Wei.

Since then, the Da Ning Dynasty and Da Wei signed a hundred-year ceasefire agreement.

Such a powerful figure now only exists as a historical figure.

Lu Yuanfeng had never told Mu Shuangshuang about his identity in the military camp, fearing she would worry, especially given those days were exceptionally precarious, with his life hanging by a thread.

"Since he’s from the Xing Family, once he’s healed, let him find someone from the government!"

Mu Shuangshuang didn’t want to get involved in those twists and turns.

The officials take their own path, and the civilians theirs.

All she wanted was to earn more silver, buy a few acres of land, become a landlady, and live a safe and sound life with her family, never having thought of anything else.

"Alright!" Lu Yuanfeng nodded.

That’s what he thought in his heart too.

Old Mrs. Mu climbed out of bed. Last night’s moment with Mr. Mu still lingered sweetly in her mind, but Mr. Mu, being old, still hadn’t woken up yet.

The first thing Old Mrs. Mu did when she got up was to check the chicken coop. Seeing no eggs, she angrily grabbed a hen and stuck her finger into its vent to scoop out an egg.

Looking at the warm egg in her hand, Old Mrs. Mu finally smiled in satisfaction.

"Hmph, little beast, just like the third branch, eating inside and siding with the outside. One day I’ll skin you and eat your flesh!"

Old Mrs. Mu cursed a round, then carefully stored the egg in a pottery jar in her room.

After finishing these tasks, she went to the second and fourth branches to call them to the mountain gate.

Mrs. Liu from the fourth branch was still ill yesterday, but after Old Mrs. Mu’s yelling, she got up anyway.

Only Mrs. Lin, relying on the fake pregnancy, refused to get up for anything.

Old Mrs. Mu kicked open the door and pulled off Mrs. Lin’s quilt. Orıginal content can be found at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵

Luckily, Mu Qingqing no longer stayed in the same room with Mrs. Lin and Mu Dazhong; otherwise, she would have seen Mrs. Lin in just a bellyband and Mu Dazhong in only shorts.

"You lazy woman, how dare you slack off? Get up and work! Wash the clothes, empty my chamber pot, and feed the chickens!"

Mrs. Lin wailed. "Mother, the child in my belly is not stable yet. Zhang Huai Shu told me to rest."

"Rest, my foot! Who do you think you are to dare take rest? Let me tell you, you better get up right now; otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!"

Mrs. Lin never imagined Old Mrs. Mu would turn so quickly.

Stumbling out of bed, without having time to properly dress, Mrs. Lin had her hair pulled by Old Mrs. Mu.

Mu Dazhong had been awake for a long time, but seeing Old Mrs. Mu taking action, he did nothing to stop her, allowing Mrs. Lin to wail alone.

When the sounds of Old Mrs. Mu and Mrs. Lin’s voices faded, he went back to sleep.

The ruckus woke everyone in the courtyard, and Mu Xiangxiang, rubbing her eyes, came out from the east wing.

"Mom, you’re disturbing me." Immediately, Old Mrs. Mu stopped and, using a pleasant tone, coaxed Mu Xiangxiang back in.

By this time, Mr. Mu had also woken up, clutching his aching head, listening to Old Mrs. Mu’s tirade against the third branch.

Then he remembered he hadn’t mentioned asking the third branch for money last night.

"Old woman, how should we ask the third branch for money?"

Last night, Mr. Mu had meat and wine, and today he was afraid of losing face and being ridiculed for asking for money.

"How else to ask? The eldest is in urgent need. Isn’t it the third brother’s duty to help?" Old Mrs. Mu rolled her eyes and replied impatiently.

"But the third branch has separated!" Today Mr. Mu was extremely hesitant, unable to make a decision.

"Separated? Just because they’ve separated, they shouldn’t give us filial money?"

"Separated, and they can hog everything?"

"Or have you been seduced by that Mammy Yu’s horse urine, forgotten our big day?"

Old Mrs. Mu questioned sternly.

"You dead old woman, how can you say such things! May you be struck by lightning!"

"Old fool, if you feel I’ve wrongly accused you, go ask the third branch for money. If you get 20 taels, I’ll bow and apologize. Otherwise, I’ll tell everyone your unclear dealings with that scumbag and ruin your reputation!"