The End Times as a Song

Chapter 400 Flowers on the Road

next morning

Valley of Flowers Chalet

The valley is like spring all year round.

"Qingqing...! Call your mother, breakfast is ready...!" Mu Yu called out to the little wooden house with a beaming smile.

At the other end of the cabin in the flower valley, Mu Qingqing peeked out and obediently replied to Mu Yu, "Okay! Daddy...! I'll go to the backyard now and call Mommy to come out and eat!"

"Go quickly and come back quickly," Mu Yu wiped his hands and waved for Mu Qingqing to hurry up. Turning back to cook, he suddenly remembered something, peeked out again, and repeatedly reminded Mu Qingqing, "Child, remember to wash your hands!"

"Okay, Dad...!" Mu Qingqing stopped, holding a small wooden puppet, and made a funny face to appease Mu Yu.

Mu Yu pretended to be angry and nagged Mu Qingqing, "Qingqing, you can't not wash your hands! Dad will be checking later."

"Okay, okay, Dad, I'll wash my hands." Mu Qingqing replied to Mu Yu with a pitiful expression, pouting as she continued running towards the backyard.

"This girl is getting harder and harder to teach as she gets older. I wonder which lucky man will be her when she grows up?" Mu Yu shook his head worriedly, turned back to stir-frying the vegetables, put them on a plate, picked up the dish, and smelled it: "It smells so good. Stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, Shu'er's favorite dish."

He placed the dishes on the small wooden table behind him, turned around to look at the braised fish on the stove, and smiled, "And there's that little glutton Mu Qingqing, her favorite braised fish." He quickly walked over, picked up the braised fish, and headed towards the small wooden table. But after only a few steps, he suddenly felt dizzy, his face turned pale, and he fainted.

A plate of braised fish was smashed to pieces on the ground; an unexpected disaster shattered the tranquility of this little wooden house.

In the backyard of the cabin in Flower Valley, Ling Shu was busy planting vegetables in the medicinal herb field. Mu Qingqing rushed out of the house in a panic, shouting to Ling Shu, "Mother, Mother...!"

Ling Shu turned to look at Mu Qingqing and asked with concern, "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

"Mother, Father bullied me...!" Mu Qingqing rolled her dark eyes and complained to Ling Shu.

"Your father? How did he bully you?" Ling Shu asked Mu Qingqing suspiciously.

"He wants me to...!" Mu Qingqing was about to make up a story, but then hesitated. If it was her father who asked her to wash her hands and she didn't cooperate, she might get a scolding from her mother. Thinking of this, she swallowed her nonsense back down her throat.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything...? What did your father want from you?" Ling Shu stood up, clapped her hands, and turned around to continue questioning Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing secretly hid the little wooden puppet behind her back with one hand, and waved it with the other as a cover: "It's okay...! Daddy is calling Mommy to have breakfast!"

"You little rascal, what are you up to now? What are you secretly hiding behind your back?" Ling Shu glanced at Mu Qingqing out of the corner of her eye.

Mu Qingqing pouted guiltily, preparing to make an excuse: "What did I hide? Mother, stop dawdling and hurry up, or the food will get cold."

Ling Shu lowered her head and thought for a moment, then murmured, "That's right, let's go eat! Come on! Let's go wash our hands together."

"No, I won't wash my hands...! I want to play more...!" Mu Qingqing saw Ling Shu walking towards her, turned around and ran towards the cabin.

Ling Shu immediately stepped forward to intercept her, and Mu Qingqing's little wooden puppet was confiscated. She was forced to wash her hands with Ling Shu. After washing her hands, she followed behind Ling Shu with a pitiful look on her face, which was quite adorable.