I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

Xu Shu walked very fast and returned home near dinner time. He saw smoke coming out of the chimney from afar and smelled the aroma of food in the air. His depressed mood due to his running out of savings seemed to be soothed in an instant.

When I pushed open the kitchen door, I saw the young man cooking.

The stove in this farmer's house was very high, and the boy stood on tiptoe. Because his sleeves were wide, he pulled his sleeve with one hand, revealing half of his arm, which was as thin as a bone. He was clumsily holding the spatula, stirring the green vegetables in the pot.

Xu Shu suddenly felt a pang of conscience.

At this time, Mu Jinghua also noticed the movement at the door.

But he looked back, and after only a glance, Xu Shu had already strode up to him, put his strong arm around his waist, lifted him up, and took the spatula from his hand with his other hand.

Mu Jinghua realized that he was being picked up and subconsciously let go. When he came to his senses, he had already fallen to the ground.

When he looked up again, Xu Shu was already standing in front of him helping to cook.

He heard Xu Shu say, "You need to take care of your small body."

Mu Jinghua was stunned for a moment, and he roughly understood what Xu Shu meant. It seemed that he didn't intend to let him continue to help with cooking. He was slightly disappointed for a moment, but because he couldn't speak, he didn't know how to insist.

Mu Jinghua just stood beside Xu Shu in a daze. Although Xu Shu was not very skilled, his stirring was much better than his previous laborious stirring. He felt a lump in his throat.

Xu Shu did not let the child next to him leave. After all, the child had no theoretical knowledge at all. With Mu Jinghua watching him, even if the boy could not speak, he could avoid some basic mistakes and save himself from trouble.

Mu Jinghua watched the whole process in silence, standing beside Xu Shu with a blank mind, until he smelled a burnt smell, then he suddenly came to his senses. Seeing Xu Shu still stirring hard, he immediately panicked.

But he couldn't speak, so he could only grab the corner of Xu Shu's clothes and pull it.

Fortunately, Xu Shu himself was also wondering why Mu Jinghua didn't let him take the food out of the pot, and soon felt the boy's movement. He picked up the plate next to him and put all the vegetables into the plate with just two spoons, and then turned off the fire.

Although the action was very quick, the dish still turned a lot darker. When the smell of oil smoke dissipated, the burnt smell was even worse.

Xu Shu smiled a little embarrassedly, turned around to look at Mu Jinghua, but saw that the young man was staring blankly at the plate of food that did not look good, with redness at the corners of his eyes.

Is this...crying?

Xu Shu was a little unsure, so he bent down to take a closer look, but the boy noticed his approach and quickly shrank back, taking half a step back.

Xu Shu smiled helplessly: "You want to laugh at me so much? You're holding it back so much that your eyes are red."

When Mu Jinghua heard this, he raised his head slightly, but still did not dare to look at Xu Shu.

He didn't understand Xu Shu's attitude, but at this moment he understood Xu Shu's attitude just now - he wanted him to help watch the dishes out of the pot. This was inevitable, after all, most men in this place were not good at cooking. But he was distracted and the dishes were burnt.

Even his father would inevitably scold him for wasting food, and if his stepmother saw him, she would beat him up. Although Mu Jinghua was used to it, he was still afraid.

He was afraid that this dreamlike beauty would be destroyed due to his negligence.

The boy didn't reply, and Xu Shu felt embarrassed, so he simply stopped asking. He turned around and served two bowls of rice, looked at the mushy dish and thought for a while, then picked up two dried sardines from the ceramic jar, and then prepared to walk towards the main house.

When passing by the boy, the boy seemed to come to his senses and took a step back, but still avoided Xu Shu.

Xu Shu was really helpless, he just accidentally fried the dish, but it just smelled a little bit bad and looked a little black. This was also his first time cooking, so it shouldn't be such an unforgivable sin.

But the boy just stood there, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be red again.

Xu Shu sighed deeply and looked at him pleadingly: "You don't have to dislike me so much."

Mu Jinghua finally came to his senses after hearing this. He carefully judged Xu Shu's tone and finally mustered up some courage to look at Xu Shu.

Xu Shuzheng half-knelt down and looked at him straight in the eye. When he saw him looking at him, he smiled faintly, gently and naturally, yet with a hint of helplessness.

At that moment, Mu Jinghua realized what Xu Shu had just said. Xu Shu thought that he disliked him? So Xu Shu was not angry at all. Was Xu Shu even trying to coax him?

Is this a coaxing?

Mu Jinghua blinked uncertainly, and seeing that Xu Shu's expression had not changed, he bravely took a step forward. He looked at the corner of the man's hanging clothes, lowered his head and grabbed it.

It counts as a sign of weakness.

He was just copying others by doing this. When he was at home, he would always see his younger brother pulling at the corner of his stepmother or father's clothes like this. He would get what he wanted just by shaking it.

Mu Jinghua didn't really want anything, he just... just hoped that Xu Shu wouldn't misunderstand him. He didn't mean to dislike Xu Shu at all.

Fortunately, Xu Shu also understood what the boy meant, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Look, I added two pieces of dried fish. If you don't want to eat it, you can eat the dried fish."

Mu Jinghua put a little more strength into the hand that was holding the corner of his clothes.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xu Shu didn't let go. Although he didn't understand what the boy was thinking, he knew it was nothing serious, so he got up and walked towards the main house.

When he walked, Mu Jinghua followed him, holding the corner of Xu Shu's clothes with her hand, like a little tail.

Fortunately, although this dish, whose ingredients are unknown, does have a burnt smell, it tastes okay and can even be said to have a unique flavor.

When they put the food in their mouths, they both felt relieved and thought at the same time, it's a good thing that the food was not wasted.

A silent farce ended just like that. Seeing the boy rushing to wash the dishes again, Xu Shu was too lazy to argue and just said indifferently: "You little arms, I'll cook for you in the future."

Mu Jinghua was stunned, and his hand reaching for the plate just stopped in mid-air.

Xu Shu thought of his failure just now, coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and then added: "You guide me from the side."

Mu Jinghua withdrew his hand, looked at Xu Shu, and shook his head very seriously.

It was rare to see him express his opinion so clearly, Xu Shu subconsciously curled his lips, coaxing a child: "Why, do you think I'm stupid?"

Mu Jinghua's eyes suddenly widened and he shook his head repeatedly. When he saw Xu Shu's smiling face, he realized belatedly that he had been fooled.

He tilted his head slightly unconsciously, and his big black eyes blinked, expressing his confusion.

Xu Shu just thought he was so well behaved and subconsciously touched his head.