Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 329 Xiao 5's revenge on Muchen

After reuniting with his grandparents, Lin Mu moved out of the school dormitory. They rented an old house near the school, which was simple but cozy.

The old couple couldn't sit still, so they used their savings to buy an old tricycle in the second-hand market, converted it into a snack stall, and sold egg pancakes at the school gate every day.

The old couple was honest in their business, using the best flour and eggs beaten fresh that day, and stuffing each pancake to the brim. It wasn't long before the "Lao Lin's Egg Pancake" became known among students, and people often had to queue up to buy one.

Since the online incident broke, many media outlets have come to interview Lin Mu. She would come to help after school and was not shy in front of the camera.

"What are your plans next?" a reporter asked, holding up a microphone.

Lin Mu kept moving, skillfully flipping the dough on the iron plate. "Finish high school first and get into a good university."

“Are you still in touch with your mother?”

"She will always be my mother." Lin Mu put the pancakes into a paper bag, his voice calm, "But I hope she can respect my choice. And the part of my father's compensation that should have been divided among my grandparents, I hope she can return it."

Grandpa listened quietly and cracked an extra egg into the frying pan. Grandma neatly stacked the change she had just collected into the tin box.

When the stall closed in the evening, Lin Mu helped pack up. Looking at her grandparents' hunched backs, she suddenly said, "When I get into college, we'll move to a bigger shop."

Grandpa wiped the grease off his hands, smiled and ruffled her hair. "My Mu Mu has grown up."

It was in such an environment that Muchen spent the final sprint of his senior year of high school.

During this period, the original owner's mother, aunt and uncle all came to see Muchen.

At the egg pancake stall on Monday morning, my aunt stood out in the line in her ten-centimeter high heels. She fiddled with her newly painted acrylic nails, her voice deliberately raised an octave: "Mumu, your mom's eyes are swollen from crying these past few days..."

"Is my cousin's pregnancy test report out yet?" Mu Chen brushed hot sauce on the pancake without looking up, and the stainless steel spoon made a crisp sound when knocking on the glass jar. "The doctor said during the last physical examination that the hysterosalpingography would be very painful, right?"

Several students in the group suddenly looked up. Auntie's face instantly turned the color of liver. She didn't know how Lin Mu could even know about such a private examination, just like she didn't know that the nicotine from her daughter's secret cigarettes had already seeped into her follicles.

My uncle's motorcycle screeched to a halt during his lunch break. He took off his sunglasses and was about to speak when Lin Mu flipped open the yellowed ledger: "On March 28, 2017, I borrowed 3 yuan. The purpose was stated to be for the hardware store's turnover."

She pointed at her father's handwriting with her fingertips, and there was a smiley face symbol drawn next to it. It was drawn secretly by Xiao Lin Mu who was naughty at the time.

"The interest now is enough to open two more stores. When will my uncle pay me back?"

Zhou Li came in the evening, "Mumu."

Zhou Li stood beside the tricycle, carrying a paper bag from the boutique. Her brand new cashmere coat looked flimsy in the late autumn wind. "Do you hate Mom so much?"

"Your Uncle Lin has been suspended."

Lin Mu stacked the change by denomination, the coins clinking in the tin money box. She looked up and saw that beneath her mother's newly permed hair, the fine lines around her eyes were deeper than when they last met.

"You knew those reporters would go to his office and block him!" Zhou Li's voice suddenly rose, then quickly dropped. "Is there anything that can't be resolved behind closed doors? Why do you have to make it public?"

Grandma silently handed over a cup of hot soy milk, and the plastic cup immediately covered with water droplets. Mu Chen took the cup, and the warmth spread through his fingertips. "Mom, do you remember when I had a fever in sixth grade?"

Zhou Li was stunned.

"You and Uncle Lin were on vacation in Hainan, and it was my homeroom teacher who took me to the hospital." Lin Mu stroked the sticker on the cup. "At that time, you also said that family matters should not be troubled by outsiders."

The corners of Zhou Li's mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to explain, but she swallowed it back.

Lin Mu finally raised his head, his eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Zhou Li avoided her gaze and lowered her head to adjust her cuffs, as if there were some wrinkles there that were worthy of her attention.

"Over the years, I have suffered so much injustice because of what you said. It's not that you didn't see it, you just pretended not to know."

Muchen's voice began to tremble, probably due to the original owner's emotions, but she bit her lower lip tightly and forced herself to suppress the sob.

Zhou Li's brow furrowed, her fingers clenching the strap of her bag until her knuckles turned white. Her gaze drifted to the window, as if there was some escape route there.

"Why is it like this? You treat me, your biological daughter, worse than a stepson?"

Mu Chen, who had calmed down, did not show any emotion in his words.

Zhou Li's lips were pressed into a straight line, the lines of her lipstick slightly cracking. Her chest heaved as if stabbed, but quickly returned to its aloof expression.

"Isn't it because my name was written on the property deed?" Lin Mu sneered, pulling the deed from his bag and slamming it on the table. "But have you ever thought about why my dad put the house in my name?"

Zhou Li's pupils suddenly shrank, and her fingers subconsciously wanted to touch it, but froze in mid-air and were retracted.

"Because of this incident, you feel resentment towards me?"

"So when I'm treated unfairly, you choose to ignore it, right?"

Zhou Li's eyelashes trembled, and she finally spoke, but her voice was so dry that it didn't sound like her own: "...I didn't."

Her nails dug deep into her palms, leaving several crescent-shaped red marks. Her throat rolled for a moment, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just picked up her bag and stood up.

"...I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."

The sound of high heels stepping on the floor was crisp and rapid, like a hasty escape.

Muchen opened the property deed and found a photo of her and her father tucked inside. On the back of the photo was a faded note left by her father: "May my little princess always have a home to return to."

There is no way to verify what happened back then, but some clues can still be pieced together from the original owner's memory fragments.

Lin Mu's father may have noticed his wife's infidelity a long time ago, but before he could decide how to deal with it, he died in a car accident while in a trance.

The property registered under Lin Mu's name became the last refuge he left for his daughter, and it was also the thorn that Zhou Li had been worried about for many years.

Of course, it doesn’t matter how much Zhou Li knows or whether she is simply avoiding reality.

What’s important is that her disregard and partiality towards Lin Mu is an irrefutable fact.

As for Muchen?

Oh, she is not some tragic female supporting role, nor will she follow the original plot obediently, waiting until the college entrance examination is over, being deprived of the opportunity to go to college, and finally jumping off the building in despair.

Are you kidding me?