"Dad, Xiaobao came out not long after you left! It was Xiaobao and Sister Bing who had short legs, so they left for more than half a month!" Xiaobao said angrily: "Also, why did you all do that time?

Don't come and see Xiaobao!"

Xiaobao flattened his mouth aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry, dad apologizes to you." That time, he originally wanted to secretly see if their mother and son were living well. He looked at him greedily, and it was really just one glance...

"Dad, actually Xiaobao has always been very conflicted. Uncle Mutou is good to his mother, and Xiaobao also likes Uncle Mutou very much. Can't Xiaobao have two dads?" Xiaobao's eyes widened and looked at Beitangxi with his eyes wide open.

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Xiaobao seemed to be right at all. Yu Muya was really good to Mu Qianye, so good that it made people jealous, and his husband was a little nervous.

If Ye'er doesn't want him, it seems understandable.

It’s understandable that this is going to vomit him to death!

Beat your chest, stamp your feet, vomit blood!

"Dad, are you okay?" Xiaobao blinked and looked at Duan Qingkuang with some concern. Before coming, he was hesitating to stand on whom he wanted to stand. Now he has a firm stand, and he must stand firmly.

Daddy's side!

Uncle Mutou, Xiaobao is sorry for you. There is no way, it’s his father!

In a green tea garden, Mu Qianye walked among rows of tea trees, looking no sad at all.

"Ouyang, do you think you can grind the tea into powder and then wrap it in small cloth and soak it?" Mu Qianye suddenly said to Ouyang Mingxuan beside him.

"Grind into powder?" Ouyang Mingxuan wondered what Mu Qianye meant, "What to do if you grind into powder?"

Well, why do you need to grind the tea into powder? Does it have any shape?

Mu Qianye smiled leisurely, "You can make full use of these tea leaves by grinding them into powder and making tea. You can save a lot of money by using such tea leaves in the small teahouse on the roadside."

Ouyang Mingxuan was a little confused by Mu Qianye’s words.

"Let's go and try it." Mu Qianye didn't explain much, and walked directly to the house next to the tea garden.

That's where they use to process tea leaves.

"Madam, you are here!" Seeing Mu Qianye arrive, the people in the house hurriedly got up.

"Everyone is busy with your own things, don't hello me." Mu Qianye asked everyone to sit back. She took some stored tea leaves, put them in a pounding pot, and used a pounding pestle to pound it into powder.

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Then wrap them with a clean gauze, put them in a bowl, and brew them with boiling water.

"That's it." Mu Qianye said.

"I understand what the boss means. The little teahouse is to provide herbal tea to quench thirst by thirsty passers-by. Everyone doesn't care what the tea looks like. Doing so saves both time and time."

Mu Qianye nodded.

"In addition, I also want to make some matcha." Mu Qianye recalled the matcha cake he had eaten before, and immediately felt saliva rolling in his mouth.

"Matcha?" Ouyang Mingxuan opened his eyes wide, "What is...uh, Matcha?"

"This is just to make delicious food with tea!" Mu Qianye smiled brightly.

Ouyang Mingxuan suddenly felt that their boss was back, but, is it really back?

Yu Muya didn't say anything, as long as the junior sister is happy.

"Then, I'll go and prepare now." Ouyang Mingxuan said.

"No hurry, you can accompany me to the vicinity first." Mu Qianye said.

Go around the neighborhood?

Ouyang Mingxuan looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt a little cold. Did the boss want to see this?

I don't know where the refugees came from. Some of them were injured, some were skinny and bone-headed, some were sick, there were old people and children, their eyes were dull, and they were filled with despair, and they felt a little difficult.

The smell is unbearable.

"Boss..." Ouyang Mingxuan suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Mu Qianye's eyes were also shocked. I heard that there were many refugees nearby in the past two days, but she never thought that this would be the case. When she really saw it, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Let's go.

"Junior sister, there may be some people who are sick among them, so don't get close to them." Yu Muya grabbed Mu Qianye and refused to let her go forward.

Mu Qianye calmed down for a minute.

These days, it has been drizzling in her mood, but no matter how harsh the rain is, it will eventually pass.

She knew that she could not lose herself and could not let herself be lost.

No matter what else, at least she can do something while he is still running outside and while he is sweating for the people.

"Ouyang, let your subordinates prepare pastries, bring them over, and then send some rice. The wounded and patients placed there will be handed over to you." Mu Qianye said with a smile.

This winter is actually not that cold.

Just as Xiaobao, the child, was pitiful, and Mu Qianye sent someone to transport silver from the North Wing to help these people who were displaced due to the war.

Ouyang Mingxuan and Leng Yiyi are busy from morning to night every day, and they fall asleep when they are so tired.

The entire town almost became a shelter.

Tents were also set up in the suburbs, and a large number of refugees rushed over after hearing the news.

A refugee who finally took a sip of hot porridge asked with emotion: "Which living Bodhisattva gave us something to eat?"

"Don't you know? It's Wushang Young Master!"

"Young Master Wushang?" The refugee suddenly realized after hearing this, "No wonder he is such a big deal, he is such a living Bodhisattva!"

"Isn't it? Who can take out so much silver to help us poor people besides him?"

"Hey, those people fight and kill all day long, but the hardships are the ordinary people!"

"Fortunately, if there is any young master, or we would have starved to death!"

"Yes, Wushang Gongzi monopolized the tea business of the North Wing Kingdom. He was so young that he had such achievements. He was such an amazing person."

"Now King Rui's righteous army is heading north to attack the tyrant of Beitangxi. The Wushang Gongzi is helping refugees from all over the world. From now on, I will stay in the Wushang Gongzi's tea garden and be a long-term worker for him!"

"Ha, there are so many people waiting to be a long-term worker for Mr. Wushang. Maybe you can't even queue up if you want to be a long-term worker!"

As they said that, they laughed haha.

At the same time, the manor became lively.

In such a huge manor, only a few of them lived in. Now, Mu Qianye has accepted some people in to live in.

As a pregnant woman, Mu Qianye was asked not to leave the manor casually or to see the displaced people casually, because Dr. Ouyang said that many of the refugees were sick and might even cause plague. "Dad, don't you leave after you leave?

How long did Xiaobao come out? It was Xiaobao and Sister Bing who had short legs, so they only left for half a month!" Xiaobao said angrily: "Also, why didn't you come to see Xiaobao that time?

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Xiaobao flattened his mouth aggrievedly.

"I'm sorry, dad apologizes to you." That time, he originally wanted to secretly see if their mother and son were living well. He looked at him greedily, and it was really just one glance...

"Dad, actually Xiaobao has always been very conflicted. Uncle Mutou is good to his mother, and Xiaobao also likes Uncle Mutou very much. Can't Xiaobao have two dads?" Xiaobao's eyes widened and looked at Beitangxi with his eyes wide open.

.

Xiaobao seemed to be right at all. Yu Muya was really good to Mu Qianye, so good that it made people jealous, and his husband was a little nervous.

If Ye'er doesn't want him, it seems understandable.

It’s understandable that this is going to vomit him to death!

Beat your chest, stamp your feet, vomit blood!

"Dad, are you okay?" Xiaobao blinked and looked at Duan Qingkuang with some concern. Before coming, he was hesitating to stand on whom he wanted to stand. Now he has a firm stand, and he must stand firmly.

Daddy's side!

Uncle Mutou, Xiaobao is sorry for you. There is no way, it’s his father!

In a green tea garden, Mu Qianye walked among rows of tea trees, looking no sad at all.

"Ouyang, do you think you can grind the tea into powder and then wrap it in small cloth and soak it?" Mu Qianye suddenly said to Ouyang Mingxuan beside him.

"Grind into powder?" Ouyang Mingxuan wondered what Mu Qianye meant, "What to do if you grind into powder?"

Well, why do you need to grind the tea into powder? Does it have any shape?

Mu Qianye smiled leisurely, "You can make full use of these tea leaves by grinding them into powder and making tea. You can save a lot of money by using such tea leaves in the small teahouse on the roadside."

Ouyang Mingxuan was a little confused by Mu Qianye’s words.

"Let's go and try it." Mu Qianye didn't explain much, and walked directly to the house next to the tea garden.

That's where they use to process tea leaves.

"Madam, you are here!" Seeing Mu Qianye arrive, the people in the house hurriedly got up.
To be continued...