The handkerchief is made of mulberry silk. Although it is a square sapphire with no embroidery on it, it is light and breathable and has a great texture.

Zhao Zimai helped to choose this veil. When he was studying in Europa, he found that silk was very popular among the locals, so he suggested that Mu Xiaowu buy a mulberry silk handkerchief for Amy.

When Susan saw Mu Xiaowu sending her daughter a handkerchief, she quickly called Amy a few times. Soon, a tiny sound of footsteps came from the upper floor, and a small figure appeared around the corner of the cramped stairs. After seeing the grandparents and grandchildren of the Mu family standing beside Zhao Zimai, she suddenly stopped her steps and stood still in the corner. She looked at the two people downstairs several times with only a pair of big eyes.

After a moment, she spoke, her voice was very small, but she had obvious unfriendly sensation.

"Mommy, how could they be here?"

Susan waved to Amy, "Amy, Miss Mu is here to give you a veil. Look, this handkerchief is made of silk, how beautiful..."

"I don't like them, Mommy, please let them go." Amy said something that surprised Susan and Zhao Zaimai, and then ran upstairs again "thump" and closed the door heavily.

"She...why is she so rude?" Susan Teng touched her chest and gasped for a while before she could barely calm herself down. She turned to her grandparents and grandchildren, "I'm sorry, Amy is too ignorant, please forgive her, but I will definitely let her apologize to you."

Zhao Zaimai also barely put on his face with apologetic and embarrassing smile and said to Mu Xiaowu and Mu Cleizi, "She has just recovered and her mind may not be clear yet. Senior Mu, Xiaowu, don't blame her."

Before he finished speaking, Susan had already run up the stairs, knocked hard on the closed door a few times, and whispered, "Amy, it was this Miss Mu who saved your life. You have not thanked her yet. According to Chinese etiquette, you should give me a cup of tea. How can you be so rude to your benefactor?"

"I don't want to give them tea, I don't even say anything to them. I hate them, I hate their poor spirits, and their savage looks. Let them go quickly and stay away from me."

Even through the door, Amy's voice drifted down and fell into the ears of the three people. Susan was so scared that she covered her mouth and stood stiffly outside the door, not knowing what to react for a moment.

Mu Xiaowu didn't react much after hearing this. He just put the veil in his hand and laughed at him with a self-deprecating smile, "The words are not wrong. It's already polite to describe it as rude. But the money was spent in vain. It seems that I can only keep this good thing for myself."

But Mu Cutezi was angry. He was so old that he was scolded by a yellow-haired girl. He was resentful in his heart. So he pointed upstairs and said, "What... what's so poor? My clothes are new, why... how come I'm so poor? You look down on us, and we still look down on you? Xiaowu, pack up the gifts, let's go."

Hearing him suddenly say the word "leave", Mu Xiaowu and Zhao Zimai were both shocked. One said, "Really... Is he really leaving?" One was busy comforting: " "Old man, you should stay there. It's late now, it's hard to find an inn, you have bad legs and feet, and you don't have any carriages and horses..."

But Mu Cutezi had already spoken out such a "heroic word" and it was difficult to recycle it. Although he regretted it, although he also felt that every reason Zhao Zimai said was extremely good, but... if he stayed it now, where would this old face be put?

While hesitating, Amy's voice suddenly floated down from the upper floor again, "If you want to leave, go quickly. It's so boring to pretend."

So Mu Clee pulled Mu Xiaowu out.

***

Several people walked out the door, and Susan followed her. She crossed her fingers and placed her chest with tears in her eyes and said in a stutter, "Mr. Mu, if Miss Mu, if you leave like this, wouldn't I be repaid with grudges?"

Zhao Zimai knew that Mu Crook had no steps to go down, so he stepped forward and persuaded him, "Forget it, Baotian and I will find another inn to stay for them. Let's talk about Amy in a few days. Anyway, we will also go to Sanping Village tomorrow. It is a bit unreasonable to let Senior Mu accompany him to have a hard time and feel sick. It's better to let them rest in the city for a few days."

Seeing him say this, Susan had to give up and returned to the yard with restlessness, but suddenly saw Amy lying on the railing on the second floor, leaning over and looking in the direction where Mu Xiaowu and the others left, with a layer of white light floating in her eyes.

"Amy." She called her, but Amy turned her head and ran back into the house, closing the door "bang".

***

Seeing that the new inn's house was not as spacious as the original one, and the bedding was also full of moisture, Mu Cuzi began to regret it. When he drank the pot of cold and light tea brought by the waiter, he regretted it even more. He didn't know why he had to be angry with a little girl.

Seeing his frowning look, Mu Xiaowu deliberately motivated him, "Why? At such a young age, it is most important to have a good meal and accommodation. Why can't you get along with yourself?"

"People... still have to have some backbone."

He said the word "bone" very lightly, but Mu Xiaowu held his hand aside, "Well, old man, this is what I admire most about you. You are neither humble nor arrogant, and have integrity. Don't look at your usual small things, but you understand them very well in big things and never lose your chains."

Mu Cutezi felt guilty when she praised this. He looked up and saw Mu Xiaowu's eyes shining brightly, and he felt that there was something deceitful about this.

Sure enough, she continued, "In my opinion, it's time to part ways with them. People take care of food and accommodation. I feel a little embarrassed."

"Didn't you agree to go to the capital together?" Mu Cleizi was shocked.

"That was the agreement between Sang and him, not me," Mu Xiaowu turned to look at him with a faint smile in his eyes. "Old man, have you ever heard a saying: different ice carbon furnaces, different fumigation equipment. We and Mr. Zhao are not the same people as each other. When we meet each other occasionally, it is a fate, but I think that now this little fate has come to an end. Mr. Zhao has his own friends and life, and we have ours, so it's time to go our separate ways."

"It was fine when I was having a meal, why do I sigh so much now?" Mu Clepton was puzzled.

"Young Master Zhao is very interesting. He knows everything. He told me a lot of interesting things. He said that Europa has a very long car, which is longer than the alleys in the capital, and can transport many people and run like flying. He also talked about Amy, and he said that the child had diarrhea when he was young, so Susan fed her goat milk and drank it until now, and has not stopped for five years. Old man, have you ever seen the children around us have such good fortune?"
Chapter completed!