Mu Yangling touched her chest and asked uneasily, "Where is your father now?"
Little Bear calculated the time and said, "He ought to have caught up."
Mu Yangling hesitated for a moment and stroked his head. "I suddenly remembered that your father forgot to bring something. I'll send it to him. You can go and help your Uncle Fan work. You're not allowed to be mischievous, understand?"
"Father is at war. What's so important that you have to send it over now?" Little Bear held his mother's hand and was unwilling to let go. "Mother, it's dangerous on the battlefield, with swords, spears, and whatnot. You should stay at home."
Mu Yangling patted his head and said confidently, "When has your mother ever been afraid of swords and spears on the battlefield? You were even following me around previously. Don't worry, I'm not going alone. I'll bring Fei Bai and the others with me. Hurry up and help your Uncle Fan. He's so busy these days while you still have the mood to stroll around here."
