Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

The rice **** are soft and glutinous, and the filling is sweet. Mu Zi ate one and wanted to eat the other one.

While Murong Cheng was working, she ate three rice **** on and off.

Fortunately, Bai Wei's rice ball is small and delicate, otherwise it would really break her.

Murong Cheng filled the pit and piled a small **** on the pit. He looked up and found that there was only one sacrifice left.

He laughed: "The bowl of dumplings just didn't fill you up?"

"I'm full, what I eat now is snacks." Mu Zi defended.

On the way back, Mu Zi walked slowly, probably because he was too full, and he was lazy and didn't want to move.

Murong Cheng bent over to carry her, and Mu Zi leaned on his back, chatting with him one after another, "...what are you doing as the head of the house? You have to guard against being assassinated every day. Mom, play two roles alone, are you tired of living?"

"These are only temporary." Murong Cheng walked in the woods with her on her back, still walking easily.

Mu Zi said: "The Patriarchs of the four major families have nothing to end with. Can't you leave the Huo family?"

"Why do you want to leave?" Murong Cheng smiled, "The site I am holding is the site that I and Huo Zheng have worked hard for. It was originally mine. Why should I let it go?"

Mu Zi said: "But you don't have the surname Huo after all. If you continue like this, you will still make enemies in the future..."

"Zizi, most of the Huo family don't care who sits as the head of the Patriarch." Murong Cheng stopped and said seriously, "What they care about is how much the head of the Patriarch can give themselves, and I can let them taste the sweetness. That’s why they let me sit in this position. As for the enemy you mentioned, no matter which family has more or less thorns, I will subdue them one day."

Mu Zi was frustrated after hearing the words, and for a long while, he said dullly: "Speaking of which, you just can't give up the power and wealth."

Murong Cheng put her down, "Why don't you seem to be unhappy? Zizi, no one doesn't like power and wealth. I am a layman, and of course I love it. Without power and wealth, how can I take care of you and mother?"

Mu Zi clenched his fingers and whispered unwillingly: "But if you sit in this position one day, my mother and I will be frightened for one day, in case someone knows..."

Murong Cheng interrupted her, "I won't let people know until the time is right."

"When is the time ripe? Three years, five years? Or ten years?" Mu Zi bit his lip, shattered eyes into his eyes, "You can leave Huo's house and let them fight inwardly, also... …Don’t bother with Huo’s marriage contract..."

Murong Cheng smiled lightly, and Quzhi lightly scratched Mu Zi's face, "What you said is childish."

Mu Zi pursed his lips and said discouragedly: "In your opinion, everything I say is childish!"

Murong Cheng touched her puffed cheeks, stroked the hair on her forehead to her ears, and pinched her round earlobes, "Zizi, I know you have a lot of concerns. You want me to leave Huo's house and make one. Ordinary rich young master, right? But we have to consider the actual situation. If I give up the position of the head of the house, what will my brothers do? What about Wang Zhan? Can they still be as relaxed and comfortable as they are now? Will trust them, and will definitely arrange the most painful, tiring, and dangerous work for them. If they have offended people before, will they fall into trouble? Will they still survive?"

Mu Zi was silent.

How can it be so easy if you want to retreat?

But she is not reconciled...

Not reconciled to being the silent woman behind the owner, even to endure his betrothal with another woman...