Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

Cheng Mo slowly raised his head. The strong and dazzling sunlight made his eyes blurry and his head dizzy. However, the extremely familiar face that appeared in front of him made him lose his mind and become dejected in an instant as if he was struck by lightning.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?" Cheng Mo murmured softly in disbelief.

"What's wrong? You don't recognize me after just a few days?" The old man smiled and stretched out his hand, gently pulling Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo stared at the friendly yet unfamiliar face. After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Are you...are you okay?"

The general was stunned by Cheng Mo's cautious appearance. He subconsciously reached out and touched Cheng Mo's forehead, muttering in confusion: "No fever? Could it be the sequelae of the previous head collision?"

Facing the general's concerned inquiries, Cheng Mo pretended not to hear them. He just kept looking at the relative he missed day and night, his eyes full of confusion and bewilderment.

Seeing Cheng Mo showed no reaction, the general turned his head and shouted: "Acao! Acao!"

Hearing the general's call, Ah Cao hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, walked quickly to Cheng Mo, bowed and said, "I'm here!"

"Master, what happened? How come you don't even recognize me? Did the military doctor cure you?" The general said as he tightly held Cheng Mo's hand and kept moving forward.

After hearing this, Ah Cao's heart tightened, and he quickly repeated to the general what the military doctor had said that day. After hearing this, the general looked at Cheng Mo worriedly, his eyes full of worry.

Cheng Mo sat in the tent in a daze, as if he had lost his soul, with empty eyes.

Seeing this, the general quickly called the military doctor who treated Cheng Mo that day. After entering the tent, the military doctor carefully examined Cheng Mo but could not find the cause. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. After hesitating for a moment, he answered carefully: "General... this... I... the young master may have suffered from the sequelae of a head impact..."

The general frowned slightly and looked at the military doctor with suspicion. After all, this military doctor had served in the army for many years. If even he was helpless, I am afraid that other doctors would find it difficult to see the clues. But now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying more. So the general waved his hand to signal the military doctor to leave.

The military doctor bowed and saluted as if he had been pardoned, then picked up the medicine box and left quickly like a gust of wind. Only the general and Cheng Mo were left in the huge tent. The general looked at Cheng Mo with concern, thinking to himself: "Could it be that this child has really become stupid?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

At this moment, Banmu could only stand outside the tent anxiously, looking at Cheng Mo's back, his heart full of worry. He wanted to rush in several times, but was stopped by the soldiers. He clenched his fists tightly, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

"Xiao Mo, do you still remember grandpa?" The general asked softly with a trembling voice, looking nervous and expectant. Cheng Mo slowly raised his head and stared at the old man in front of him who was both kind and unfamiliar, with confused and sad eyes.

After a long time, Cheng Mo finally nodded gently, indicating that he still remembered his grandfather. Seeing this, the general was suddenly filled with ecstasy, and tears of excitement flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly stepped forward and continued to ask with concern: "Xiao Mo, how do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"

Cheng Mo shook his head silently, then nodded slightly, opened his lips slightly, and muttered in an almost inaudible voice: "I'm a little tired and want to sleep..." After that, he lowered his head again, as if all his energy had been exhausted.

The general was distressed and immediately waved his hand and ordered: "Acao, go and wait for the young master to rest!" Acao, who was standing by, hurried forward and replied respectfully: "As you command!"

At this time, the general looked at Cheng Mo with a smile on his face and gently said, "Good boy, have a good rest. If you need anything, just tell grandpa, okay?"

However, Cheng Mo did not respond to the general's words, but just quietly changed his clothes and prepared to go to bed. During the whole process, he remained silent. Ban Mu, who was standing outside the door waiting anxiously, was even more anxious when he saw this scene, but he could do nothing.

After the general walked out of the room, his face suddenly became solemn. He glared at Banmu who was also waiting outside, turned around and left without saying a word. The general was filled with mixed emotions for the soldier who saved his grandson's life but took advantage of the opportunity - he was grateful for his life-saving grace, but also angry and dissatisfied with his misconduct.

"You! Come with me!" The general's face was solemn, and he gently waved to Banmu. However, Banmu looked hesitantly at Cheng Mo, who was about to lie down to rest without saying a word, and wondered in his heart whether he should follow the general. Just as he was hesitating, Cheng Mo's tired and hoarse voice suddenly came from the tent: "Banmu, come in and stay with me for a while!"

Hearing this, the general's face instantly became extremely gloomy. He waved his sleeves violently, lowered his voice and said viciously: "You little bastard, behave yourself! If you dare to be disrespectful to Xiaomo, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Before he finished speaking, he angrily turned away.

Banmu turned around helplessly and stepped into the tent.

After entering, Ah Cao quietly glared at Ban Mu, but Ban Mu ignored him and went straight to Cheng Mo's bedside and sat down. He carefully reached his hand into the quilt, tightly held Cheng Mo's slightly cold hand, and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here with you, go to sleep peacefully."

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked at Acao, then said to him, "Acao, you go out first, and remember not to let anyone disturb me." Although he was unwilling, Acao gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The tent fell into silence. After Cheng Mo remained silent for a long time, she finally raised her head and stared at Ban Mu. Ban Mu immediately understood her intention, listened for a moment, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping around, he nodded slightly to Cheng Mo, indicating that the outside world was safe.

Cheng Mo's body was trembling slightly, and he leaned on the tall and warm Ban Mu beside him, as if he had found a harbor where he could pour out his heart. Then, he began to tell his past in a low voice, and those past events that were buried deep in his heart surged into his mind like a tide.

Ban Mu listened quietly, his eyes always on Cheng Mo. He stroked Cheng Mo's hair gently, as if he wanted to convey comfort and strength to him in this way.