I promise

840 Burial
Mu Dianke did include Mu Cangping.

It's not that she thinks she is so important to Mu Cangping, but that she knows that he has murderous intentions towards Mu Lan.

The farce of the sister-in-law seizing the man in the Songhua Courtyard spread darkly and became a well-known scandal in the house.Mu Cangping didn't respond to this matter, which is too abnormal.

Thinking a little further, back when the group was still in Ruyin, Xin Baige suddenly appeared to interfere with Mu Zijian and Mu Lan's every move, which shows that Mu Cangping was dissatisfied with Mu Lan at that time .

Be in control, which means you haven't been completely disappointed yet.

If you don't care about it, then you really gave up.

Mu Cangping is extremely hypocritical, and he will never leave anyone talking about what he does.

Mu Lan is his adopted daughter, and she has made great contributions to the Mu family, so when she makes a fuss, he won't do anything.

Unless you give him a very good reason.For example, Mu Lan wants to kill his "loved daughter".

It's a win-win situation.

——As a result, she avoided being attacked by the Mu Men, and after Mu Cangping severely reprimanded Qing Shan and drove Mu Mianduo back to her natal home, he once again showed everyone his determination to "protect the daughter".

Naturally, his tacit consent to his massacre in Mumen was also pushed to the word "nursing daughter" full of human feelings.

This is why Mu Dian dared to provoke Mu Lan even when he lost all his martial arts.

She didn't say it, but Mu Cangping should have figured it out.

"You see, we are the same kind of people," he concluded.

Mu Dian hated his arrogant and self-righteous look, raised his hand and knocked the table in front of him.

Turning over the table, Mu Cangping continued to drink tea, without any meaning.

She just wanted to have a good time.

Mu Cangping tried his best to force her to move to Canglan Courtyard, making her unable to eat and sleep well, and he would not even think about living in peace.

Many people are doomed to sleep peacefully that night: most of the Mu family, Mu Zijian and Mu Zijin brothers...of course, including Mu Dianke.

She simply did not sleep.

Asked Mu Gang to find someone to bring her two big drums, and placed them next to Mu Cangping's bedroom, separated by only one wall. With the mentality of "no one wants to sleep", he sat down and beat the drums.

At first, it was still about music, but later it was just a mess.

Mu Gang was woken up halfway across the yard.

I dare not persuade.When the moon was setting in the middle of the night, Mu Dian must have finally gotten tired of making a fuss, and the drumming gradually faded away and stopped.

The drums on the partition wall were beating like thunder, so Mu Cangping couldn't sleep.

He is good at calming down, and he doesn't worry about it.Sitting up and putting on a coat, the book was read under the lamp.

Mu Gang knocked on the door to deliver snacks.

"Seeing that the lights in the room are still on, I guess I'm hungry." The old housekeeper smiled helplessly, "Miss Si is so angry...so strong. Can someone carry the drum away?"

"Don't care about her." Mu Cangping ate the liqueur and said calmly, "It's a good thing if you can still make trouble."

***
It rained lightly at night and lasted until the next morning.

Mu Zijin's blue cloth was covered in mud, and his temples were covered with rain, which shone silvery in the morning light, like white hair.

He personally dug out an earthen pit with a square trough, next to Mu Yu's grave—the boy was only 12 years old when he died, and was beaten to death by his fellow villagers for grabbing half a steamed bun for his sister who had been starving all day.

At that time, Mu Lan was still called Mu Lan.When the two met, she was still a timid girl, her biggest wish was to be able to eat a steamed bun every day.

Later, she hated all ordinary and simple things, and loved jewelry and silk, shark fin and bird's nest.

And later, after years of separation, he didn't know each other, and he didn't know what she was chasing after all the hard work...

Finally lost his life.

From dark to dawn, he sat by the pit for an unknown how long, as if thinking of many things from the past, but in fact he didn't think about anything.

He stood up and moved the coffin at his feet.

Liao Shiqi rushed to help.

"No need." He said in a low voice, bent down, and clasped the side panels of the coffin with both hands. With a little force, the bottom panel of the coffin was lifted off the ground and pushed out a few feet.

Sinking down and exerting strength again, the heavy cypress coffin flew up and hung in the air, and fell steadily into the pit.

Liao Shi handed over the shovel.

The rain is not heavy but continuous, weaving into thousands of strands, not wet the clothes of pedestrians, adding to the sorrow of leaving people.

The loess was poured down one spade at a time, and finally the dark coffin was completely covered—a whole period of youth, and all the bright or painful memories about this person were buried in the ground with the loess.

"I remember when I was young,

You love to chat and I love to laugh,
Once sitting side by side under the peach tree,

The wind is blowing in the forest and the birds are singing,

We fell asleep somehow,
How many flowers do you know in your dreams? "【1】

The blue shirt goes far.

The petals of the white chrysanthemums were scattered by the wind, scattered all over the grave mound.

***
Mu Ziyan was hungover, and walked out of the room early in the morning with his aching head pressed. The messenger had been waiting outside the door for a long time - he couldn't wake up last night, so he had to come again today.

"Who are you saying is dead?"

"Mu Lan. The leader killed it with his own hands."

No matter how much he hated Mu Lan, Mu Ziyan was still stunned when he heard the words, accompanied by a trace of disappointment——Mu Cangping really didn't think of any affection at all.

Interface said, "Why kill her?"

"Mu Lan wants to kill Fourth Miss..."

"What?!" Mu Ziyan yelled loudly, he had already strode out, and turned back after thinking about something wrong.

—He was too nervous.

Mu Dian must be fine, otherwise the messenger would not have reported Mu Lan's death first.

If you can't tell the priority from the secondary, don't work under his hands.

"Where is Miss Fourth? Are you hurt?"

"No," the man said, "I happened to be caught by the leader when I started."

There are so many "just right".

Even if it is his own brother whose blood is thicker than water, Mu Ziyan feels this time, isn't Mu Dian too capable of making troubles?
Of course, this is just a passing thought.When he saw Mu Dianke with a sleepy and sluggish expression, he suddenly felt that those people who caused her sister to be troubled were really not things.

"Why, those two troubled you?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked like Mu Dian, but as soon as he said "yes", he immediately raised his knife and went to settle accounts with "those two".

Mu Dianke quickly shook his head, "No, I just didn't sleep well."

Mu Ziyan lost his momentum and fell silent for a rare moment.

Jin Lianyin died outside the Canglan Courtyard. Except for heartless people like Mu Cangping, who can sleep peacefully in that courtyard?
"I didn't make him feel better either." Mu Dianke comforted Mu Ziyan and said, "I played the half-night drum in the room next to him last night. I was tired and slept well. He may not be able to fall asleep later."

Mu Ziyan was stunned.

"Good job!" After being dumb for a moment, he patted Mu Dianke's shoulder and forced a mouthful of white teeth.

What can she do?

If you can't fight, if you can't calculate, be naive if you are naive, it is to vent your anger.

"How much did you drink yesterday?" Mu Dianke sniffed, smelling the smell of alcohol on Mu Ziyan's body overnight, and asked, "Aren't you drunk?"

How is it possible not to get drunk?
Of course, Chang Qianfo fell before him.

Let him set out a lot of words.

"Where do I keep track of how much I drank?" Mu Ziyan said, "But that kid is really good at drinking, I almost never fucked him."

Mu Dian frowned, not knowing the truth, after all, she had never actually seen Mu Ziyan and Chang Qianfo drinking together, and she didn't know how much they were drinking.

It's not good to continue asking.

Now that we have talked about Chang Qian Buddha, it is inevitable to mention the matter of studying in retreat.

"Your sister-in-law has prepared some things for you to keep out the cold." Mu Ziyan said, "Remember to bring them with you, the winter in Luoyang is cold."

Mu Dianke's eyes were foggy.

No matter how cold the winter in Luoyang is, how can it be colder than Mobei?
She nodded vigorously.

Mu Ziyan looked ahead and didn't look back, but he raised his hand as if he had a feeling, and stroked the top of Mu Dianke's head, "I went there to study in peace, be more confident, and don't let that old man look down upon you."

He's just informal, not really mean-spirited.

He knew that Mu Dian was suddenly sad, not just because of the things Yu Yi had prepared for her.

"...Don't be afraid. Remember that there are people behind you at all times—that is, those two blind people who don't recognize you. Don't you still have a brother!"

[1] Although the lyrics of "Skill" is a modern literary work, I want to use it inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)