Traveling through time and marrying with children

It was a long and somewhat boring night.

Guarding a table of dishes and the small oil lamp that glowed faintly, the Mo family father and son waited from dusk until the second watch.But still did not see the figure of the man who said he would come but never showed up.

"Father, is Xiao Muyu's father not coming?"

With his head drooping, Mo Bao squinted his eyes sleepily, and asked listlessly.

"Ah, he may have been delayed by something. Well, you can eat something and go to sleep first. He will come later, and I will call you."

Hearing his father's words, Mo Bao nodded slightly.Although he was a little reluctant, his eyelids were already fighting with sleepiness, and he really couldn't wait any longer!

"Oh! Then you must not forget to call me!"

After serving a bowl of rice, Mo Bao took two mouthfuls of rice, got up and left, and went back to his room to sleep.

Sitting at the dining table with flickering candles, Mo Yan was still patiently waiting for the man to appear.

Xiao Mufeng's death in battle was definitely a bolt from the blue for the Xiao family, and it was definitely a major event among major events.Mu Yu will definitely be busy this time around.

I don't know what he is doing at this moment, is he guarding his brother's spirit?

Are you still comforting your parents?Planning a funeral?

Xiao Muyu is the eldest son and grandson of the Xiao family, so there must be many things waiting for him when he returns home.Therefore, Mo Yan was not surprised by his breaking the appointment, nor was he at all unhappy.On the contrary, I feel very sorry for the man who is still working hard on annoying trivial matters at this moment.

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Xiao's house, Xiao Yao's study

Standing in front of his father's desk, Xiao Muyu didn't have much expression on his face.The expression was very silent and serene, the heart-piercing pain, the grief and indignation of losing his brother were all hidden in those deep black eyes.

Silently looking at his father sitting on the chair, Xiao Muyu remained silent all the time, looking very dull, but also strangely calm.

Xiao Yao's nickname is Yumian Saburo.It is conceivable that this person's appearance and demeanor are all top-notch.Even at the age of [-], the beauty of the tough guy, who is handsome and strong, is still undiminished.

However, in the past few months, first the elder son was defeated and disappeared, and then the younger son was killed in battle.All the tragedies and all the misfortunes climbed up like vines, binding this man tightly, no matter how heroic he was, no matter how amazingly talented he was, he still couldn't break free.

From receiving the news of Xiao Mufeng's death to now, in just three days, the long black hair that was not dyed with any other colors has already turned more than half white.

Looking at the graying of the temples, it is no longer so graceful.He is no longer so handsome and handsome, even an old, somewhat decadent father.Xiao Muyu's heart seemed to be being cut by a blunt knife, although the knife was too blunt to cut his heart, but the pain of cutting again and again made him unable to breathe.

"You've been on the island???"

In the study, the father and son were sitting and one was standing.After being silent for a long time, Xiao Yao finally broke the silence and asked this sentence.

"kindness!"

For a very short answer, Xiao Muyu's face was still dull and expressionless.

"Mu Feng is gone, now your mother and I only have your son left!"

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Yao's voice sounded particularly desolate.Since receiving the news of Mu Feng's death, he has been hesitant, doubtful, sad, painful, but shed tears. This is the first time he has suffered!

Staring at such a mourning, such a sad father.Xiao Muyu quickly bent over and knelt down.

Glancing at his son, Xiao Yao nodded slightly.

Others don't understand Mu Yu's temperament, so how could he, a father, not understand it? ? ?

This kid always likes to hide his thoughts.The more he cares about things, the deeper he hides them.Don't look at his cold and dull face at the moment, as if this matter has nothing to do with him.However, his heart hurts more than anyone else.

"Yu'er, don't leave in silence. Both your mother and I hope you can stay by our side."

Having already lost a son, Xiao Yao naturally does not want his only son to leave his side again.

Looking at the father who took the initiative to ask himself to stay by his side.Xiao Muyu's eyebrows twitched faintly.How could he not understand his parents' concern and love for them?

But as an older brother, the hatred of killing his younger brother is unshakable.If he just stays obediently by his parents' side and fulfills his filial piety, he won't bother with this matter anymore.Then, he has no face to say that he is from the Xiao family, let alone that he is Xiao Mufeng's elder brother!

"How did Mu Feng die?"

Hearing his son's question, Xiao Yao frowned slightly.

"The city of Wula has been very peaceful these years, and it has been peaceful with the bordering Shumin country. But who knows, on the twelfth of last month, Lin Xingde, the commander-in-chief of the Shumin country, suddenly claimed that our army was disturbing the border, openly Proposed to go to war against our army. So..."

"So, you let Mu Feng go???"

With the tangled eyebrows that were like a chain, which couldn't be opened no matter what, and couldn't be smoothed no matter what, Xiao Muyu's tone was full of disbelief.

Mu Feng has been a greenhouse flower since she was a child, raised in the hands of her father and mother.If something like this happened in the past, Dad would never let Mu Feng participate.But this time...

"I didn't want him to go either, Mufeng himself wanted to go."

Thinking of the situation when his son repeatedly asked for a battle to go to the front of the battle that day, Xiao Yao regretted it too much.If he had made up his mind not to let Mu Feng go, how could there be the evil result today?

"In front of the two armies, who is fighting against the enemy?"

"It's Duan Pengfei and Chen Yinwu who are leading the army."

"En!" Nodding, Xiao Muyu didn't say anything this time.

Duan Pengfei is Duan Xu's father, and Chen Yinwu is Chen Bin's father.These two generals are good brothers who have lived and died by their father's side, and they are also his father's confidants and beloved generals.With rich practical experience and long experience in the battlefield, he will surely be able to fulfill this important task.

"It's getting late, go back and rest, I should go back and see your mother."

In the past few days, because of Mu Feng's matter, Xue'er couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, cried all day long, and cried again when she woke up. be alone.

Waving his hand, he signaled his son to leave.However, Xiao Muyu, who was kneeling on the ground, had no intention of leaving at all.

"Anything else?"

Seeing his son kneeling upright without moving, Xiao Yao frowned faintly.

"Father commander, please give me 5 horses. I'm going to take the head of Lin Xingde before the battle, and sacrifice it to my brother Feng's spirit in heaven."

"You? You still want to go to the front of the battle? Don't you really want me and my mother to die and no one will die?"

Pointing at his son kneeling on the ground, Xiao Yao trembled with anger.

He has already lost a son, so why should he take this son in as well? ? ?

"Father, son..."

"Don't talk too much, you just stay at home honestly. You are not allowed to go anywhere. "

Interrupting his words, Xiao Yao firmly rejected his son's request.walk away.

"Father handsome!"

Looking at the leaving figure, no matter how Xiao Muyu yelled, his father was stubborn and refused to look back.

Walking out of the study and returning to his bedroom, Xiao Yao gently came to the bedside, looking at his wife who was sleeping on the bed with a pale face, sunken cheeks and haggard face, Xiao Yao's already aching heart became even more painful. pain.

"Feng'er, Feng'er..."

Shouting her son's name, Xia Ruoxue woke up from the nightmare.

"Xue'er, are you awake?"

Smiling and looking at the woman who just woke up on the bed and was still in shock.Xiao Yao asked softly.

"Quick, go and save Feng'er, Feng'er fell into a deep pit. Go and save him!"

Getting up from the bed, Xia Ruoxue tugged at her husband's sleeve, begging her husband eagerly to save her.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll send someone to save our Feng'er right away."

Responding again and again, Xiao Yao hugged his wife into his arms.

"remote……"

Lying in her husband's arms, the normally graceful, glamorous and generous Mrs. General Xiao, at this moment, with a pale complexion and disheveled hair, was rubbing her husband's skirt to wipe away tears.

"..."

Gently caressing his wife's back, Xiao Yao's movements were gentle and full of pity.

"Yao, tell me, tell me, our Feng'er is not dead, our Feng'er is not dead."

Crying and crying, the woman in her arms suddenly raised her head, and looked at her husband paranoidly and stubbornly.

"Yes, he is not dead. As long as his body is not found for a day, it proves that he is still very likely to be alive."

Although, the military newspaper sent back from the front line clearly stated that a group of troops led by Xiao Mufeng was attacked by the enemy in Longsnake Valley, and none of the 3000 people survived and all died in battle.However, up to now, Zhan Pengfei and Chen Yinwu have not been able to find Mu Feng's body and bring it back.This shows that Mu Feng is very likely still alive.

Although, Xiao Yao knew very well that under such circumstances, the possibility that his son was still alive was very small.Although Xiao Yao knew very well that even if his son was still alive, he would most likely become a prisoner of the enemy.However, like his wife Xia Ruoxue, he still selfishly hopes that his son is not dead!

"remote……"

Calling her husband's name, Xia Ruoxue threw herself into her husband's arms and cried bitterly...