When she woke up again, she was still in the arms of her eldest brother, who was very young at this time, in his 20s, looking very much like his father, and his temperament was also similar, he was the kind of person who did not smile, on the killing field, he killed people without blinking, as long as he stared, he would make the enemy frightened, and would scare children into crying.

But this is such a cold-faced and cold-hearted man, when facing his only sister, he will have that kind of soft feeling that will be broken at the touch of it.

Mu Youwu stretched out her hand, she wanted to touch her eldest brother's face if it was real, but this stretch out found that her hand was very small and small, the small one was really pitiful, she put her hand into her sleeve, and she still couldn't accept her current self.

"Xiao Wu is not afraid," Mu Feng lowered his head and pressed his sister's forehead lovingly, "Dad went to the sky to find his mother, my mother misses my father, my father has taken care of Xiao Wu for three years, is it okay to change my brothers to take care of Xiao Wu now?" ”

Mu Youwu nodded vigorously, and she couldn't cry anymore.

"Daddy, daddy......" she didn't make a sound, but she was screaming in her heart one by one.

Her father, she misses her father, if her father is here, no one will bully her like that, no one will hurt her like that, she covers her chest, that kind of pain, it hurts to the heart, it hurts to the tip of the heart, it hurts to the bone marrow.

She clenched her fists and let her tears fall into Mu Feng's clothes one by one, and then she let go of her hand and grabbed Mu Feng's clothes like this, even if she fell asleep, she didn't let go.

God treated her so merciful that she could live again, but for what reason, she lived, and still didn't see her father.

The appearance of her father in her memory is already very vague, but Zhilu Dao looks very similar to her eldest brother, when she was young, she has always taken her eldest brother as her father, and in her eyes, the eldest brother is her father, so she can only look for her father's appearance on the face of her eldest brother.

Mu Youwu's father, called Mu Huaiqing, and Mu Youwu's mother-in-law Mei Zhuma, has only married one wife in this life, and her mother gave birth to four sons, but after half a hundred, after giving birth to her eldest brother for twenty years, she gave birth to a daughter again, but she was too weak because her body was too weak, and she left Mu Youwu, who was born not long ago.

Mu Huaiqing endured the pain of burying his beloved wife, and began to be a father and mother to take care of her, a little girl like a kitten.

He is rough, always afraid of hurting his young daughter, sometimes as long as Mu Youwu cries, it will make such a man who has done everything in the killing field be in a hurry, a cold sweat, if Mu Youwu has a small illness and disaster, he will jump like thunder, and the roar can be heard outside the house.

The four sons of the Mu family, Fenghua Xueyue, were all born one after another, even the youngest Mu Hua was sixteen years older than Mu Youwu, plus Mu Huaiqing, the five of them were the only girls in the Mu family, and Mu Youdang was in the palm of her hand and loved it.

Especially Mu Huaiqing, for this daughter, it really hurts in the bones, every time before the march and battle, he will always stay in his daughter's room, just look at his daughter's little sleep, and don't leave until the next morning, and the tiger's eyes are always red, when Triumph comes back, the first thing to do is to see his daughter.

It's just a pity that Mu Huaiqing was ambushed by enemy soldiers when Mu Youwu was three years old and died in battle.

Mu Youwu seemed to sense the death of his father, and he was in a trance for several days and nights, not eating, drinking, or sleeping, and finally did not wake up to the world, and was anxious for the four sons of the Mu family, on the one hand, he had to bear the pain of losing his relatives, and on the other hand, he had to worry about his only little sister.

Finally, this is the pity of the Tianjian Mu family, and Mu Youwu was not taken away, otherwise the four sons of the Mu family would definitely not be able to bear it, and they would lose their two closest relatives at the same time.

Mu Youwu woke up, but no one knew the way, she was no longer the Mu Youwu she used to be, although she was only three years old at this time, she had already experienced the ups and downs of life, great sorrows and joys, she had tasted the ultimate happiness, and she had also experienced the pain of being betrayed.