"Yo, it's Uncle Huguan, what is the important thing to explain this noon?" Mu Yingbao asked very enthusiastically.

"Ahem, I forgot to tell you something yesterday. Your mother and son have entered this ghost city, no matter what the reason is, there is a rule in this ghost city, that is, the child can go to the school when the age is suitable. The manager told solemnly with his hands behind his back.

"Academy? If you enter here, you may not have a chance to go out, what kind of school will you attend, and he can still help me do some small things if he stays at home. Besides, do you need money to go to school? If you give so much money, you can take care of food and clothing, how can you have spare money to go to school. Mu Yingbao said this deliberately.

It stands to reason that she supports her child's admission to school, but she is not at ease.

"Uncle Huguan, don't think that I'm a stepmother and don't care about his future. Others don't know about my mother's situation, you must know it. His father may be lucky enough to turn over, the child goes to school, and the back and forth are not in front of me, if something happens, who can afford this responsibility?

His father is back, so how can I explain it to him? Mu Yingbao added again, what she did as a stepmother was very difficult!

"Mrs. Xue, you don't need to worry about this, the little old man in other places doesn't dare to say it, but in this secluded city, no one dares to mess around. Besides, there is a school lady who doesn't let the child go and delays him, Xue Shizi must be unhappy when he comes back one day, right? The manager patiently persuaded him.

Mu Yingbao didn't expect that this kind of place actually attaches great importance to education.

"Okay, I'll ask the child himself, let him make his own decision, I'm not willing to be a wicked person, uncle, wait a minute." After speaking, Mu Yingbao turned around and entered the courtyard, knocked on the door of the east wing, and entered.

Brother Hui had actually been watching the situation outside through the window, and when he saw Mu Yingbao coming in, he turned around and stood a little nervously looking at her.

Mu Yingbao half-squatted, told him the intention of the household manager very seriously, and asked very seriously; "You're still young, I'm afraid you won't understand if I say too deeply. You can see that your father's affairs are cold, and even your own grandfather has abandoned you.

I say this, don't think I'm cruel, it's a fact. Who made you Xue Wenyu's son, I want to ask you now, do you want to wait for your father to come back, or go to the academy in the face of unknown dangers, learn what you need to learn, make yourself strong, and maybe help your father in the future? ”

Brother Hui clenched his little fists, raised his head violently after a moment of silence, and said very firmly; "I'm going to school, I'm going to make myself strong. I want to be able to help my father in the future, and I won't let others bully and frame me in the future. ”

"Okay, good, since you have chosen this path, you can't regret it, there are a lot of things you have to learn." Mu Yingbao couldn't bear it, but had to ask again.

The child nodded vigorously, indicating that he would not regret it.

A small child, only seven years old, has to face this harsh reality.

Mu Yingbao has no other way, she only relies on her meager strength, she can't take care of him for a lifetime, the child must be strong on his own, not only psychologically strong, but also learn all the things that can make him strong.

Mu Yingbao got up and went outside the courtyard gate; "That kid is not sensible, and he doesn't even look at our current situation and wants to go to school. Hey, there's nothing I can do to stop him. Then let him go, where is the school, I'll send him there tomorrow. ”

"Well, I'll take you over tomorrow morning, and Mrs. Xue don't have to worry about the restraints, the school in the hidden city is free. It's just that I have to bring my own lunch, and if my wife is not busy, I can send it over. The household manager got a response and told with a sigh of relief.

"Huh? Don't spend it, say it early. However, the food delivery is still free, I don't have that time to spare, just let him bring it himself in the morning. Now the situation is different, he is here, he is not the grandfather of the marquis, nor the father of the son, which is so exquisite. Mu Yingbao said with a grin.

"This is Madame's family matter, and the little old man will say goodbye." The household manager couldn't stand Mu Yingbao's attitude a little, and hurriedly said goodbye.

As soon as he left, a few people on the side who watched the excitement also left as if they were looking at a plague god.

After closing the door, Mu Yingbao began to sort out the contents of the basket, picked out the herbs and washed them, cut them into pieces and boiled them in jars.

"It's so quiet to hide in the house, why don't you come over and help me pick vegetables." The medicine is boiled well, Mu Yingbao roared fiercely.

Brother Hui immediately came to the kitchen, looking around for the dishes to pick, but saw Mu Yingbao pointing to a bowl of steaming things on the table; "Go ahead and drink that."

Yes? Aren't you picking vegetables? Brother Hui was stunned for a moment, then went over and picked up the spoon, and drank it obediently one by one.

Mu Yingbao didn't expect this kid to listen to his words so much, and he didn't ask what was in that bowl, why did he drink it? Is this his trust in himself? Or are you afraid that you don't dare to ask more and resist?

However, how do you look at it, it doesn't look like you're afraid of yourself?

At this time, Mu Yingbao was a little puzzled.

The medicinal soup smelled bad and a little bitter, Mu Yingbao looked at the child and frowned, and drank it one by one.

In the last few sips, it looked like the child was about to vomit and swallow hard.

At the end, he pushed the empty bowl towards Mu Yingbao with his small hand, indicating that he had drunk it all.

Mu Yingbao felt inexplicably sad, remembered something, turned around and opened the cupboard, scooped up the icing that she had just bought in the morning with a small spoon, scooped a spoonful, and handed it to the child's mouth, signaling him to open his mouth.

Brother Hui recognized the frosting, and immediately opened his mouth to eat it, the child wanted to laugh but endured it, for fear of being seen by Mu Yingbao.

"Remember, don't tell anyone you drink this, you know?" Mu Yingbao explained.

She thought that the child would ask something, but no, and the child nodded obediently.

Doesn't it mean that children are all curious babies? Is this one an exception? She didn't believe that the boy knew that he was poisoned, and that he was drinking an antidote.

However, whatever it takes for him, as long as he is willing to drink it obediently.

That night, Mu Yingbao stewed pork ribs, and heated the leftover snake meat at noon, and the two of them ate it beautifully.

The atmosphere at dinner was much better than at noon, although neither of them had ever spoken.

After the meal, Brother Hui took the initiative to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks, rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes, Mu Yingbao was not polite to him, and helped to debug the water that was not hot, and left it to him.

The child washed the dishes and chopsticks, she collected the clothes in the yard, and it was already dry, and folded his clothes and sent them to the cupboard of his house, only to notice that his bed and bedding were neatly folded.

After washing up and going back to their respective rooms, Mu Yingbao remembered that the child would go to school tomorrow and not have a schoolbag. She remembered that there was a roll of gray cotton cloth in the closet, so she took out the scissors and needle and thread, and sewed one for him as she had seen.

In ancient times, children's schoolbags were very simple, that is, a rectangular bag that could be carried cross-body. Where are modern children so happy, with all kinds of schoolbags, shoulders and trolleys.

After sewing the schoolbag, she felt that it was really monotonous, and she had the heart to sew it on what pattern to cut, but she suddenly thought that she was the character of her stepmother, and she couldn't be biased, so she quickly gave up this idea. Taking advantage of the spirit, he sewed a handbag carrying rice according to the size of the small jar with a lid in the kitchen.

Hey, Mu Yingbao looked at the two completed works and felt that it was not easy.

The one who died married a son, and the son who lacked virtue was still so cautious, and she now treats his son with virtue to repay her grievances.

Xue Wenyu, it's not me who owes you now, it's you who owe me. Mu Yingbao lay on the bed, staring at the candle and muttering quietly.

And Xue Wenyu, who was still on the way at this time, had a gloomy face, his hand was pressed on the sword at his waist, his eyes were red, he had just received news from the capital, and as soon as he left with his front foot, the emperor ordered the child to be sent to Youcheng, and it was with that woman.

"Master, what should I do? You hurry up and get an idea......