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Chapter 672 There is something warm...

Chapter 672: 672 There is something warm...

Dafei couldn’t overcome Mu Sheng, but the fire of anger inside him grew ever fiercer.

His gaze turned cold.

He yanked a dagger from his waist and lunged at Mu Sheng.

"Team Leader, watch out!" shouted a dark and lean man loudly.

As he yelled, he flung the iron shovel he normally used for work.

Bang!!!

The shovel handle hit Dafei on the forehead.

Dafei paused for an instant, then his eyes locked onto each other before he collapsed with a thud.

Mu Sheng hadn’t expected these people he had been ’bullying’ for months to actually help him, and he felt slightly surprised.

"Thank you, everyone," he said.

"Thanks for what." The man who threw the shovel waved his hand, gratefully saying, "If it wasn’t for you, how could we have lasted until now..."

These men were kidnapped and brought up the mountain with Mu Sheng.

They had heard of Mu Sheng’s reputation before.

But had no good impressions of him.

After this ordeal, they felt that looking at people through colored glasses was wrong before.

"Comrade Mu, before... sigh! We knew nothing, and yet you generously helped us out, thank you!"

The others also felt bad, saying, "That’s right, we shouldn’t have been so biased. Comrade Mu, don’t hold it against us; if there’s anything in the future, just come to us, and we won’t refuse to lend a hand."

Mu Sheng was seldom surrounded with such earnest support, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"We’re all fellow villagers, helping each other out is only right," he said with an official-sounding statement.

Such occasions, he really didn’t know how to deal with!

Luckily, Lin Weiguo and others arrived.

"Everything alright?"

The sight of the green military uniforms set everyone at ease, and those with ready tears immediately started crying.

"You’ve finally come!!" This young man sat down on the ground, slapped his legs, and vented his frustration freely.

"We’ve been mining here every day, mining during the day, mining at night, treated like animals... we want to go home so badly..."

They had been in the mountains for over half a year...

It was so arduous!

Listening to his words, the rest, thinking back on half a year’s experiences of not being regarded as humans, felt their eyes redden as well.

They missed home, who didn’t? Fortunately, they would be going home soon.

Quite a few men, hungry and skinny, sat on the ground sobbing, creating a picture that was anything but beautiful.

Lin Weiguo understood their sentiment and signaled his men to start wrapping things up.

They had secretly conducted a thorough survey of the terrain here much earlier.

Before Yin Chenghu and his men could react, they had captured them all in one fell swoop.

The mission was accomplished quite smoothly.

Lin Weiguo, thinking about how this operation serendipitously benefited from Mu Sheng’s help, walked over, and solemnly saluted him.

"For the successful completion of this mission, we owe many thanks to Comrade Mu..."

Mu Sheng, since being captured, maintained a stoic facade, but he had never given up hope of leaving this place.

He had thought of many methods.

Tearing up books to send messages was one of them.

Initially without hope, who knew the hopeless method would actually work?

At that time, Lin Weiguo was just tasked with training new recruits when he took a hound up the mountain for an inspection, and by sheer coincidence, he saw the distress signal sent by Mu Sheng.

After inquiring with Tangtang and confirming that Mu Sheng might be on the mountain, they immediately launched a series of actions.

Mu Sheng, seeing Lin Weiguo being so seriously formal, responded directly, "No need to thank me; I was also trying to save myself."

Not a word of soft-hearted or polite flattery.

A hint of a smile appeared on Lin Weiguo’s righteous face as he said with laughter, "Tangtang was right; you really do have a tough temperament."

Upon hearing the mention of his little apprentice sister, Mu Sheng’s spirit instantly lifted, and the indifferent look on his face dissipated significantly.

"You mentioned Tangtang? You are?"

Lin Weiguo: "I’m Lin Weiguo. You are my second uncle’s disciple, and I’m a few years older than you; call me ’brother’."

All sense of distance in Mu Sheng’s eyes vanished, and his expression relaxed, "Brother Weiguo."

Their relationship promptly grew much closer.

Lin Weiguo patted Mu Sheng’s shoulder and said, "You take a rest first, see if there’s anything you want to take, and in a while, I’ll take you home. My second uncle has been talking about you non-stop."

For fear of any mishaps in rescuing Mu Sheng, this had been kept secret from Lin Lu and others for the time being.

Mu Sheng thought of the warm little courtyard in his memory, and a faint warmth surfaced on his cold face.

"Are my master and the others alright?"

Lin Weiguo: "They’re all doing fine."

The matter of the illegal mine involved a wide network, and starting from Yin Chenghu, they pulled out many radishes covered in mud.

Lin Weiguo got busy again.

Mu Sheng was sent back to the Shuangshan Brigade.

Seeing the brigade improving exponentially, a brief daze crossed his gaze.

It felt like a dream.

He had finally come out of that damp and chilly place, ah.

The sunlight was so good...

"Mu Sheng!"

Lin Xiaojing saw Mu Sheng from afar, called out once, and came running over.

As if afraid he would run away, she gripped his arm.

She pinched a hand in disbelief and murmured, "It doesn’t hurt, so it must be a dream."

Mu Sheng glanced at his arm where Lin Xiaojing had pinched him hard, and softness spilled from his usually cold eyes.

"You’re pinching my arm," he said calmly.

Lin Xiaojing snapped back to reality, and upon seeing the hand still grasping Mu Sheng’s arm, her face heated up.

Then, she pinched her own palm.

Seeing the person hadn’t disappeared, she burst out laughing.

Her laughter carried a lightness not felt for a long time.

"You’re really back?! That’s great! It’s so good you’re safe."

With that, she looked at Mu Sheng with concern.

"Where have you been?"

Mu Sheng didn’t want Lin Xiaojing to be frightened by those dark matters, so he changed the subject, "Where are you going?"

Lin Xiaojing got sidetracked and said, "I heard the brigade’s tractor has arrived; I was planning to have a look."

Mu Sheng nodded, "Then you go ahead, I’ll go see my master."

"There’s nothing interesting about tractors; I’ll go with you to Second Uncle’s," said Lin Xiaojing.

Mu Sheng didn’t try to persuade her otherwise.

The two walked towards Lin Tang’s house.

Lin Xiaojing felt that Mu Sheng had changed a lot, and mentioned, "I feel like you’ve changed..."

Before, like a block of ice that wouldn’t melt.

Now, it seemed, he was more pliable and casual.

Mu Sheng was slightly taken aback, his gaze deepened, "Perhaps I’ve figured things out."

Lin Xiaojing didn’t pry further, chatting about the changes in the brigade.

About the dozen youths who joined the brigade, the new pigs they’re raising, the Sauce Factory’s new products...

Mu Sheng quietly listened as though he had never left.

Ever since his disciple went missing, Lin Lu didn’t take as much pleasure in carpentry.

Every time he picked up the tools, he thought of Asheng.

It felt unbearably wrenching!

"Master," suddenly a familiar voice called out.

Lin Lu turned around, his pupils shaking slightly, "Asheng?!"

"Clang!" The item in his hands fell to the ground as he quickly walked towards the figure.

Mu Sheng felt warmth in his heart, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, "Master, I’m back. Sorry to have worried you all this time."

Lin Lu touched his disciple’s head and then his arms; they were warm, indeed warm with life. His disciple really came back.

"It’s good you’re back, it’s really good you’re back!" he laughed heartily.