"I only know that no matter whether it is a man, a woman or a doctor, it will hurt with flesh and blood. It hurts so much with such a heavy whip." Tang Churuo knew that he didn't want to make him feel guilty, so he said this on purpose, but the more he did, the more guilt she felt.

Mu Xiaoyi naturally understood what she was thinking, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I really hurt. If you apply medicine later, I will feel more pain for a while."

Hearing this, Tang Churuo's thoughts were immediately pulled back. He had no time to feel guilty and blame himself again. He quickly turned his attention to the medicine: "You should turn your back quickly, I'll give you medicine."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mu Xiaoyi's mouth, and turned his back and asked her to apply medicine to herself.

Although it was really painful to apply the potion to the wound, and a slight sweat came out of his forehead, his heart was warm. If it weren't for this whip, how could he have the chance to be so close to her!

Although he shouldn't have these extravagant expectations as the two of them now, the hardest thing for people to control is their own hearts.

Knowing that there is no chance, it is difficult for me to let go of my heart.

He was also very glad that Zhou's mother called herself tonight and could arrive in time when she needed protection the most.

Now that she has married her uncle, she has no chance to protect her like before, but as long as she needs it, she will definitely come to her side and protect her.

After taking the medicine, Mu Xiaoyi asked, "Have you eaten dinner?"

Tang Churuo sighed and said, "When you eat halfway, it caused this storm."

"You're hungry! I'll go and put a bowl of noodles for you, but I didn't eat it either." As he said that, Mu Xiaoyi got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Since that's the case, Tang Churuo was not polite to him, and she also had something to ask him.

Soon Mu Xiaoyi put two bowls of noodles and made two simple dishes. He smiled awkwardly and said, "The food at home is limited, so you can only make these."

Tang Churuo sat down at the dining table, a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and praised: "Although it is simple, it makes people feel very appetizing. I didn't expect that Brother Xiao Yi could cook. This is the first time I have eaten the meal made by Brother Xiao Yi! It must be delicious."

"If you want to eat the food cooked by Brother Xiao Yi, you can--" At this point, Mu Xiao Yi didn't say anything anymore and changed his words: "Eat quickly!" He is no longer qualified to invite her to come and eat it in the future. These cooking skills are indeed learned for her. I hope that after we are together in the future, we can cook for her to eat. Now I am no longer qualified. It is already very satisfying to let her taste her skills tonight.

Tang Churuo picked up the chopsticks and tasted the noodles, and nodded immediately: "It's delicious."

"If you like it, eat more, there is still in the pot, so you can fill it up."

"Then I'm not polite." Tang Churuo started to eat with big mouthfuls.

Although the rice cooked by Brother Xiao Yi was delicious, what she thought of at the moment was the bowl of noodles that Mu Jinyan made for her.

When I think of Feng Lan, I really feel sorry for him. No wonder he is so cold in character. He rarely trusts others when he refuses people thousands of miles away. With such a mother, he can only protect himself with indifference.

I thought I had not grown up with my parents since I was a child and lacked the love of my parents. In fact, he was more pitiful than me, but I knew very little about him.

He never took the initiative to tell himself about his past, nor did he ask. No wonder he spoke so coldly when he mentioned his biological mother that time.

"Brother Xiao Yi, do you know a lot about Jinyan's biological mother?" Tang Churuo was afraid that asking Mu Jinyan would hurt his sad past, so he could only learn from others.

Mu Xiaoyi knew that she wanted to know more about her uncle, but he didn't know much. Her gentle voice sounded: "Actually, I don't know much about the Mu family. You also know that after my parents divorced, I followed my mother to Luoyun Village. After that, what happened to the Luo family was not very clear."

"I heard from Feng Lan that something happened to your leg before. What happened? Is it related to her?" Tang Churuo felt something was wrong here.

Speaking of this, Mu Xiaoyi's eyes dimmed significantly, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyes, and he nodded.

Tang Churuo asked: "What the hell is going on? How could she hurt your leg?"

Although Mu Xiaoyi didn't want to recall what happened that day, since she wanted to hear it, he was still willing to tell her. His thoughts were drifting away and he murmured: "When my uncle came to the Mu family, I was still in the Mu family at that time. My uncle was only two years older than me. When my uncle came to the Mu family, he was five years old. I was three years old at that time. My parents had not divorced yet. Because I was about the same age, I liked to play with him.

But my uncle is very cold and doesn't like to play with others and doesn't like to have too much contact with children at home.

Even whenever I take the initiative to go to him, he still ignores him. He is wary of anyone and does not want to open up to anyone.

But my grandmother loves him very much, and her care and care for him exceeds that of us, the grandchildren.

Gradually, my uncle and the family gradually became less unfamiliar, but they were still wary. After all, with a mother like Feng Lan, you can imagine how she educated and disciplined her children.

When I was a child, my parents were very busy and rarely could accompany me. In fact, I was also very lonely, so I liked to follow my uncle. Even though he was very cold, I still liked to follow him.

When I was in school, some naughty children bullied me, and he would vent my anger for me. Although my face was cold, I knew that he had already regarded himself as a member of the Mu family in his heart.

Later, no matter whether we went to school, after school, or on weekends, I followed him. Gradually, he was no longer so indifferent to me. We began to talk about topics, becoming more and more familiar with each other, and getting better and better.

At that time, I thought that I would grow up with my uncle. Although I was an uncle and nephew, I would be my best friend.

But things didn't go as expected. When I was ten years old, my parents divorced. I left the Mu family with my mother and separated from my uncle.

When we meet again in the future, we can only go to Mu's house for a few days on weekends or during holidays before we can meet each other.

Although we are separated, there are more topics. Perhaps because we all have experiences with incomplete families, we understand each other very well.

Later, my uncle went to the military camp for two years and went abroad again, so we met less and less.

When I was eighteen years old, I returned to the Mu family and thought I could see my uncle often, but my uncle did not live in Kyoto, but lived in Lincheng, and was trained in Lincheng's branch.

However, my uncle would occasionally go back to Kyoto, so we still met frequently, went out for dinner and played basketball together.

But my uncle never mentions his biological mother. I once asked him if he would think of his biological mother at the Mu family?

My uncle answered very simply and coldly: "No."

It can be seen that my uncle was in a bad mood when he mentioned his biological mother, and I have never asked again since then.

I met Feng Lan five years ago. That day was my uncle's birthday. My uncle has never liked the excitement, so every year on my uncle's birthday, my grandmother would take care of her family to gather together to celebrate a simple birthday for her uncle.

Everyone was very happy to celebrate their uncle's birthday that day, and Feng Lan suddenly appeared in the Mu family.
Chapter completed!