As soon as the Japanese man left the shop, Wu the tailor shook off his wifes hand and ran to the door, closing it tightly and inserting the bolt. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief and slump to the ground.

  Two girls saw the crisis pass, and they actually hugged each other and burst into tears. They were really frightened, pulled back from the brink of death, which was unbearable for two young girls at that moment.

  Sometimes, a good cry is the best medicine. Mu Yang walked out of the inner room and looked at Wu Cai Feng sitting paralyzed on the ground, as well as the two girls hugging their heads and crying. He could only stand there and wait for them to recover slightly.

  Wu Cai saw Mu Yang come out of the inner room and was so startled that he wanted to stand up, but his legs were a bit weak, and it took him two attempts to prop himself up against the door frame.

  Wu Cai Feng has now made up his mind that Mu Yang is a Japanese, he spends Japanese money, speaks Japanese and even dares to hit the Japanese. Although he didnt see it himself, but the sound of those slaps was real, when they came out, the face of that Japanese sergeant was still red and swollen.

  "Wu, the tailor, said in a trembling voice: Madam, we are really good people, we have never done anything wrong to you, please spare the two children."

  Two girls also raised their heads, and Mu Yang looked at Xia Kejuns tears-stained face, feeling that it was really a pitiful sight.

  "Dont worry, Im not Japanese, Im Chinese. I wont harm you. Ive come to collect the clothes. Are they ready?" Mu Yang said calmly.

  "This change is a bit quick, Wu tailor was good for a while before turning around,"Ah, done, done, Ill go get it for you", saying that he stepped on the cotton slippers and walked to the back of the counter.

  The two girls are no longer crying now. Wu Lans courage is still a bit bigger, and after twitching her nose twice, she asked in a low voice: "Youre really not Japanese?"

  Muyang smiled, "Really isnt."

  "How did you learn Japanese?" the girl continued to ask.

  "Just because someone can speak Japanese doesnt mean they are Japanese, many Chinese people can also speak Japanese."

  "How will the Japanese listen to you?"

  "Its up to your brain now, Japanese people can be quite stupid sometimes."

  When Wu Lan heard Mu Yangs words, she burst out laughing, it seemed that she was indeed a big-hearted girl.

  "Thank you for saving us." At this time, Xia Kejun, who had been silent all along, said in a voice as sweet as a canarys.

  "No need to be polite, I say, youd better get up, the ground isnt clean either." Murong Yang chuckled and said.

  The two girls just realized their awkward situation and quickly stood up, with Xia Kejuns face also slightly red.

  "Sir, here are your clothes, theyre ready. And thank you again for saving us earlier, or else our whole family would have been destroyed." said Wu the tailor with a lingering fear.

  "It so happens that I arrived just in time. Since Ive caught up, I couldnt just watch the Japanese harm our compatriots. Alright, Im off." Mu Yang said as he took his clothes and prepared to head out.

  "Sir, sir, look, the Japanese are still outside, why dont you stay a bit longer? At noon, Ill get my wife to cook some dishes, its also good to thank you for saving my life." Wu tailor was afraid that the Japanese would come back, wanting to keep Mu Yang, now Mu Yang is a talisman for protection and safety.

  "Alright then, Ill disturb you."

  "Dont disturb, dont disturb. Sir, please go upstairs. Hurry up and brew some tea inside." He said, leading Mu Yang to the second floor.

  Four people came to the living room on the second floor, where an eight-immortal table was placed in the middle. A middle-aged woman hurriedly went to make tea, and Wu Caijian smiled and said: "Please sit down, please sit down, my name is Wu Xiangtian, but I dont know your honorable surname and name, may I ask?"

  Muyang sat in his seat and said after a moment of contemplation: "My surname is Muyang, you can call me Xiao Muyang."

  Muyang didnt directly say his own name, now his name is not well-known in Tianjin to the extent that its on everyones lips, but still many people know about it, at least Wu Lan and Xia Kejun should know Muyangs name, Muyang did this also to avoid trouble, and was afraid of scaring this family.

  "Where is Mr. Mu from? Is he in Tianjin to visit relatives and friends or to do business?" Wu the tailor was just making small talk.

  "Im a native of Beijing, and Im currently a student. Coming out is like traveling around to broaden my horizons and gain some experience, rather than becoming a bookworm." Murong Yang smiled and replied.

  Wulan and Xiaokejun sat beside the Eight Immortals table, watching Muyang chat with the tailor. The two women had just received a fright and still felt a bit uneasy in their hearts. They admired this young man who was fearless in the face of danger and had saved them from the Japanese soldiers knives, and at the same time, they were also curious about him.

  When Mu Yang said he was a student, Wu Lan spoke up: "Mu big brother, youre a university student, right?" Her voice was both urgent and shrill.

  "Mm," Murong nodded.

  "Which university is it?" Wu Lan asked.

  Muyang thought for a moment, it seems there is no Beiwai now, so he had to force himself to say "Beida".

  "Wow, Brother Mu is so amazing, it turns out hes a top student from Beida, which is the best school in all of China! Both Kejun and I want to go there for college too, but my grades are bad, I dont think I can get in. Kejuns grades are good though, who knows, maybe you two will become classmates in the future!" Wu Lan chattered on nonstop.

  Mu Yang looked at Xia Ke Jun, this elegant woman, saw Mu Yang looking over, suddenly a little blushing and slightly lowered her head.

  "Alright, I hope you all get into Peking University, and well become classmates in the future. Then Ill be your senior." Mu Yang could only continue to fabricate.

  At this time, Wu Caixiu let out a sigh and said: "In these times of war and chaos, the Japanese are inhumane. How can girls from good families leave home to study so far away? Its better to finish middle school and then marry into a good family."

  The thoughts of the tailor, are absolutely the thoughts of most parents in this era, cant say its wrong, parents consider this for the good of their children, but most young people with ideas and ideals will not understand their parents thoughts.

  "Im only 17 years old, and youre already preparing me to get married. The other day, my mom secretly arranged a blind date for me, I thought it was just a guest coming home, I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die. In the future, if you do this again without telling me, Ill run away from home." Wu Lan is absolutely opposed to Wu Cais idea.

  "Its also for your own good, that young man is not bad, his family background is similar to ours, and hes a good match. Besides, whats wrong with 17? In this day and age, most girls of 17 are already married and having children. If you werent still in school, I would have arranged for you to be engaged to him by now." Wu Cai Feng showed her parental attitude even in front of Mo Yang, an outsider.

  "Hmph." Wu Lan turned her head and ignored her old man.

  Muyang looked at Xia Kejun for half a day without speaking, and asked: "Miss Xia is from which family, listening to her accent she doesnt seem to be from Tianjin."

  "Mu Da Ge, my home is in Zhangjiakou, Chahar Province." Xia Ke Jun said.

  One voice called out to Mu Da Ge, which made Mu Yang feel comfortable. However, he knew that Zhangjiakou was in Chahar Province, but couldnt recall it at first. After thinking carefully, he seemed to remember reading about it in the Republic of China books he had read. A part of modern-day Inner Mongolia and a part of Hebei were once established as a province called Chahar Province, with Zhangjiakou as its capital.

  "What does your family do, and how did you think of coming to Tianjin for school?" Mu Yang also asked casually, but unexpectedly Xia Kejuns face turned a bit unsightly.

  Xia Kejun raised his head and glanced at Muyangs eyes, Muyang felt that those eyes seemed to hide many worries, in the end, Xia Kejun still didnt answer Muyangs question.

  "Come on, brother, the tea is ready, have a cup." At this time, Wu Cais wife brought over the tea water, and Wu Cai hurriedly took the teapot to pour some for Mu Yang.

  A fairly sumptuous family banquet, Mu Yang finished eating with difficulty amidst everyones thanks and flattery, and was about to bid farewell and leave.

  Xia Kejun suddenly said: "Mu Ge, Ill see you off."

  The Wu family looked at Xia Kejun with a slightly surprised gaze, this was not like the usual gentle and calm Xia Kejun.

  "Alright." Murong Yang replied with pleasure.

  Wu Lans personality is very carefree, and she wanted to follow them, but was caught by her mother, so she could only watch as Mu Yang and Xia Ke Jun walked out of the tailor shop.