Chapter 722: A bunch of lilies of the valley

For an old man who is nearly old, there is nothing more regrettable than being left behind by his descendants.
If Mu Zi is really not a member of the Situ family, as she said, it would be fine.
But in case...
In case she was really a child born by Ruan Li for Situ, Mr. Situ couldn't let it go even if he died.
Situ Yan is his only son, and his blood is not inherited, which is the greatest sorrow for the elderly.
In the study, Situ Yan remained silent, and he couldn't get up either.
Mu Zi publicly stated that she had nothing to do with the Situ family, which meant that she and Situ Yan could not return to the Situ family regardless of their blood relationship.
Otherwise, it would be rebellious, and the ridicule and insult would be put on her a thousand times, and the Situ family would not be spared.
Although it is clear intellectually that it is the best result now, emotionally, it is difficult for him to accept it.
Mu Zi, is it his daughter?
...
Mu Zi didn't care about the tangled pain of the Situ family.
She only felt that she had solved a big problem, and from now on, she no longer had to worry about who would use the name of her parents and family members to dictate her life.
In the last week of October, Mu Zi and Murong Cheng went to the mountains to pick pomegranates.
The pomegranates are all ripe, and the fruits are bright red and plump. They hang heavily on the branches. Seeing them makes people happy.
Some pomegranates were too tall for even Murong Cheng to reach, so he picked up Mu Zi and asked her to ride on her shoulders to pick them. The two of them were frolicking in the mountains, sweating out of a sweat.
A cart full of pomegranates to take home, some squeezed into juice, some peeled and eaten.
Xiaoya also loves to eat, and he takes a few mouthfuls from time to time, but it has a quirk and thinks that pomegranate seeds are shiny and beautiful, so they collected a lot and hid them in the grass under the eaves.
It just so happens that the temperature in Qingjiang City has picked up on these days, the sun is warm, there is no wind or rain, and the pomegranate seeds have sprouted one after another.
Xiaoya couldn't find her baby anymore and was perplexed. She tilted her head and walked around the seedlings born from pomegranate seeds. Then she babbled and digs with her claws, making Mu Zi a big belly. laugh.
Bai Wei kindly said to Xiaoya, "Don't plan, Xiaoya, your pomegranate has all sprouted, and if you plan it a few more times, you won’t even have any pomegranate seedlings."
Mu Zi laughed harder when she heard it, tears streaming down her eyes.
Bai Wei found a flowerpot, transplanted the pomegranate seedlings into a pot, and kept it in the house. Otherwise, these seedlings will freeze to death outside in a few days if the temperature drops.
"The meaning of growing pomegranates is good, so many children are more blessed." Bai Wei said while watering.
Mu Zi and Murong Cheng both appeared in shock at the same time.
Didn't Bai Wei always think that Mu Zi should not fall in love and marry when she is too young? Why can you even accept having children now?
Bai Wei continued: "Xiaoya planted pomegranates this year, and she will surely lay a lot of eggs next year..."
Murong Cheng: "..."
Mu Zi: "..."
……puff!
The siblings fell on the sofa and laughed wildly.
Bai Wei looked at them with no image, with a blank face, "...what's wrong with this? It's weird."
Mu Zi laughed so hard that she could not breathe, thinking in her heart: such a good life, how can I not live enough...
In a blink of an eye, in November, the preliminary examination results of the judicial assessment came out.
Mu Zi entered the interview stage without any suspense.
The results of the interview were announced a week later, and Mu Zi was admitted to the Huaya Judicial Training Institute with an absolute advantage.
It is unthinkable to enter the Judicial Training Institute at the age of seventeen.
The students sent their blessings one after another, and someone anonymously sent a bunch of lilies of the valley.
Mu Zi was sweet in her heart, thinking that Murong Cheng was playing mystery again.
After school, she walked out of the school gate holding the bunch of lily of the valley, but saw Murong Cheng getting out of the car with a bunch of white roses in her hand.
Mu Zi froze in place.
She suddenly remembered that when she was admitted to the Judicial Training Institute in her previous life, Mu Zening happened to give such a bunch of lily of the valley...