I slag three apprentices, I'm reborn

The head of the Mu family, Mu Zuorui, had eight concubines. Mu Xichen was the son of the main wife, but his mother passed away shortly after giving birth to him.

Mu Xichen lived in Mu's house for several years, and almost every year, new aunts would come in. Until he was 12 years old, he couldn't take it anymore and ran away from home.

Since childhood, my aunt and the others bullied Mu Xichen in various ways, insulting him, saying that his mother was originally a monster, and Mu Xichen believed it, so he ran away from home alone and set foot in the demon world.

When he was down and about to be eaten by monsters, Mu Xichen was saved by his master.

If there is no master, he may be eaten by monsters, or become a half-demon in the demon world.

Those years when he went up the mountain with his master were the happiest times for him.

Although the master doesn't talk much, every time he listens to him tell a joke, the master's eyes are always bent, and every time the master listens to his joke seriously.

Every time the corners of Master's eyes and brows are stained with a smile, that is when he is most satisfied.

Mu Xichen was sitting in the room, and the head of the family had sent someone to tell him to go over for dinner. He didn't want to move, it's ridiculous, isn't it?

What family dinner?More than a dozen concubines, more than twenty children?Some kids, he didn't even talk, called a seder?

No one cares about his mood, he talks, no one listens, what kind of family?

Today is New Year's Eve, and his father, Mu Zuorui, sent people three times to urge him to go there.

Mu Xichen took the trouble, he didn't go to the family banquet, but went to Fu Yunshu's courtyard instead.

There are many red lanterns hanging along the way, and the strict rules of the Mu family, no matter how many festive objects are hung, there is no joy.

On the contrary, it was Fu Yunshu's courtyard that made Mu Xichen feel most comfortable.

Nie Yu likes to be quiet, and was purposely placed in such a corner.

It was snowing heavily in the north, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, there were three crooked snowmen with their names written on them. At first glance, they were the masterpieces of Fu Yunshu and the others.

Bi Lan is good at cooking, and the small courtyard lingers with a tangy aroma.

Mu Xichen was lying outside the paper window, looking inside, three people were surrounding the table, making dumplings.

"Bi Lan, look at you, the dumpling wrapper is too small to wrap it at all, and, look at the dumpling wrapper you rolled out, what is it? It's not round at all." Dongfang Yi wrapped it Dumplings, while complaining.

Bi Lan didn't even raise his eyes: "I think I can't roll well, so come here."

"No, I won't do it. Rolling dumpling skins will hurt your hands. I, who have thin skin and tender meat, naturally can't stand the toss. Unlike you, the skin is rough and the meat is thick."

Bi Lan: "If you roll it, you will definitely not be as good as me."

"Who said that?" Dongfang Yi stood up angrily, quickly rolled out two pieces of skin, and raised his chin slightly: "How is it? Isn't it very round?"

Bi Lan nodded: "Indeed, you only rolled two, if you roll too much, if you get tired, it won't be round."

Being so provoked by him, Dongfang Yi kept rolling as if he wanted to prove something.

The corners of Fu Yunshu's lips rose, this Bi Lan is quite shrewd.Dongfang has caught a trick, but he doesn't know yet.

Mu Xichen pushed open the door and said with a smile, "Wow, I'm lucky enough to eat dumplings."

"If you don't work hard, don't eat it!" Dongfang Yi's palm was red, and he was worried that he had nowhere to get angry.

Mu Xichen stretched out his hand, holding a jar of wine and braised duck and peanuts in his hand, "I brought wine and appetizers, do I count as a contribution?"

Fu Yunshu sniffed: "It's indeed a good pear blossom, I like it the most."

Mu Xichen was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly recalled a sentence from his master in his mind: "Fengxi brought me Lihuabai? I like it the most."

When the master smelled the white pear blossoms, he also had the same intoxicated expression on his face. He first took a deep breath, and then gently closed his eyes.

When there is wine, the master will cook with his own hands, make two small dishes, warm a pot of wine, and drink under the moonlight.

Nie Yu likes to play the qin. Accompanied by the beautiful sound of the qin, the master and the two apprentices have a drink.

At that time, Xuanze was like a little hedgehog, quietly hiding behind stones or on top of big trees.

Xuanze would be discovered by them every time, and Xuanze was willing to come out after a long call.

Xuanze is not yet an adult, so the master and Mu Xichen would coax Xuanze to drink, until Xuanze's face turned red from choking, before giving up.

Thinking of this, Mu Xichen suddenly asked: "Little beauty, it's cold, let me warm the wine for you.

"I love it!" Fu Yunshu continued to make dumplings happily, not noticing that Mu Xichen's dark green pupils were completely dull.

I love these four words, every time Fengxi flatters Master, Master will say these four words.

Mu Xichen's jug of warm water fell to the ground with a "snap!"

Dongfang was impatient: "Mu Xichen, you! Bah! Sui Sui is safe, every year is safe!"

Bi Lan and Fu Yunshu looked at each other and smiled: "Safe all year round!"

The smell of wine is in the nose, and the lively scene of making dumplings is in the eyes.

This is home, and what is in front of you is family.Suddenly, Mu Xichen's eyes became moist.

Twenty years ago, the moment Mu Xichen broke up with his master, he lost his home.

In despair, he first returned to Mu's house. Maybe it was the years of getting along with Master that made Mu Xichen feel that there is still warmth in the world.

However, he was disappointed once again.

His legs were broken by the master, and he is just a useless person. Mu Xichen has spiritual power and cannot use it.

The Mu family is a big family of refining equipment, how could a disabled person be valued?

It was a snowy night when he came back, and the road was slippery. The simple wooden wheelchair he made faced a slope, but he couldn't go up it, it was too slippery.

Mu Xichen's half-brothers were all gloating by the side.

"Is he really our big brother? Is he a cripple?"

"Since he also wants to inherit the Mu family, the four majestic families, will let a useless person be the head of the family?"

"Fifth brother, what are you thinking? The patriarch must be a capable person, I support fifth brother, what is Mu Xichen? He is just a clown."

Mu Laowu smiled and said: "What a clown, to say that he dances is really flattering him." How can a person with bad legs dance?

On New Year's Eve, everyone in Mu's city ate dumplings, but Mu Xichen didn't even have a place to shelter from the wind and snow, let alone eating dumplings.

The younger brothers around were invited back to eat dumplings by the aunt one after another, and Mu Xichen sat in the wheelchair alone.

He tried again and again, uphill, downhill, uphill, downhill...

As long as he goes up, he can go to the kitchen, where there are dumplings.

With dumplings, even the new year is over.

Mu Xichen gritted his lower teeth, his hands were cold and numb, but he still persistently pushed the wheels with his hands, went uphill, and finally slid down again.

Agitated, he gave the wheel a hard push, and the wheelchair flipped over completely.

"Gudong!" With a sound, Mu Xichen rolled over in the snow.

He looked up at the sky, the dark sky was slightly brightened by the snowflakes, but it still couldn't stop the bone-chilling cold on his body.

It was cold, really cold, the snow on the ground had a certain thickness, and the wound on his leg hadn't fully healed. After being soaked in blood, blood flowed out, dyeing the small piece of snow bright red.

In Mu Xichen's beautiful peach blossom eyes, there were a few drops of moist water.

Back then, when he was called a monster, he didn't cry.

When Master broke his legs, he didn't shed a single tear.

At this moment, Mu Xichen was crying, he had no home and nothing.

……

"Mu Xichen, it's time to eat dumplings. Is your wine warm?" Fu Yun's soft voice came.

"What?" Mu Xichen was still immersed in the memories and did not recover.

He secretly held up his sleeves and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

A plate of steaming dumplings was brought in front of him by Fu Yunshu. The dumplings were exquisite and cute, with thin skins and large fillings. The meat fillings could be seen through the white porcelain transparent dumpling skins.

"Quick, have a taste." Fu Yunshu handed him a pair of chopsticks.

dumpling!It was the dumplings that he didn't eat back then, and he didn't eat after falling down.

The steaming dumplings are made for him by the family he cares about.

Mu Xichen felt a little sore at the tip of his nose and a little sore in his eyes. After 20 years, he finally ate dumplings on New Year's Eve.

Fu Yunshu asked, "Are the dumplings delicious?"

"Okay, eat, very delicious." Mu Xichen's voice was a little choked up.

The four of them surrounded each other warmly, Bi Lan and Dongfang Yi were arguing, Fu Yunshu sometimes covered his mouth and smiled lightly, and sometimes interjected to reconcile their conflict.

Several people were having a drink and talking.

Mu Xichen seemed to have returned to Jiuxu Peak several years ago.

Master, are you back?

You had a hard time about what happened back then, right?You are so gentle and loving, how could you suddenly be as hard as a stone?Injured three apprentices with his own hands.

How could all the years of getting along with each other be fake?

Xuanze used fierce rebellion to express his determination, unwilling to lose his master.

Nie Yu adorns herself with indifferent denials and no longer believes in warmth.

And him?Mu Xichen never denied that he lacked warmth, he kept searching, and finally found that person.

Under the red candle, under the light, he was talking and laughing in a warm voice.

Master, as long as we have you, we are home.