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

After saying this, Li Zile stood up and left, leaving Mu Jinghua standing there looking at the other party at a loss. He wanted to speak to explain, but no sound came out.

Aunt Shen beside him didn't know what was wrong with Li Zile today. She wanted to say something to comfort him but didn't know how to start, so she changed the subject and asked Mu Jinghua: "Mu brother, what are you using that smells so good? Did Xu Shu give it to you?"

Mu Jinghua came back to his senses, looked at the white particles scattered on his clothes, nodded slightly, and smiled shyly at Aunt Shen.

This was found by Xu Shu the last time he saw him washing clothes. At that time, Xu Shu reminded him that he couldn't just wash the clothes with water, but also add something called washing powder and rub them.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Shu kept shaking his head, saying that he was young and didn't need to do these things. The most important thing was to take good care of his health.

Mu Jinghua naturally wouldn't listen to him. He did it because he was bored a few days ago. Now that Xu Shu was teaching him calligraphy, he felt that these things should be done by him.

Mu Jinghua washed the clothes carefully, took the wooden basin home to dry them, and then slowly went towards Aunt Shen's house. On the way, he happened to meet Li Zile.

Li Zile was about the same age as him and was the first one willing to talk to him. Mu Jinghua actually wanted to make friends with him, but he felt that he had just made someone angry, so he hesitated and stood there.

Li Zile naturally saw him as well, but he had no intention of walking over. He just called out "Brother Mu" from a distance and turned away.

Mu Jinghua stood there watching him walk away, feeling a little excited. In the past, people in his village were unwilling to talk to him, but Li Zile saw him from such a distance and called him by his name. Maybe he could make friends with him.

Mu Jinghua thought so and his steps became lighter, but as soon as he arrived at the door of Shen's house, he saw a strange face.

She was a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, shorter than him, with a pair of lovely round eyes that looked bright and lively, and a small dimple when she grinned.

Mu Jinghua knew from Aunt Shen's address that this was Shen Lin'er, the youngest daughter of the Shen family.

Some time ago, Shen Lin'er went to live with her brother and sister-in-law at her grandmother's house for a while, so Mu Jinghua hadn't seen her. However, the village chief said "Lin'er" almost eight hundred times a day, so no matter how slow Mu Jinghua was, he could tell that there was a little girl in the Shen family.

But he didn't know that Shen Lin'er liked Xu Shu, and he didn't know that Shen Lin'er came back from her grandmother's house because she heard that Xu Shu brought back a little boy from outside.

Now seeing this legendary young man, Shen Lin'er felt more than a little disdainful.

How could she be worthy of someone like Xu Shu with such a thin appearance and a faint pregnancy mole? However, she always liked to act cute. Now that her parents and brothers and sisters-in-law were all here, even if she was unhappy in her heart, she still smiled sweetly: "Are you the brother who is two years older than me? Brother, my name is Shen Lin'er."

Although Mu Jinghua has a younger brother, this is the first time he is called brother. His ears feel hot when he hears her call him brother, and his gestures are a little slow: "My name is Mu Jinghua, hello."

Shen Lin'er didn't understand what he meant, but she didn't care. She just wanted to know, "Where is Brother Xu? Last time he said he would give me a hairband when I came back, why is he gone?"

Aunt Shen heard this and laughed at her: "Of course your brother Xu went to town. How long have you been away? How can you not remember so many things? Shen Ze must have spoiled your brain."

Shen Ze, the eldest brother of the Shen family, who was standing by, immediately said in dissatisfaction: "It's not me who spoiled her, it was her sister-in-law and grandmother who took care of her."

Even Shen Zhuo, who usually only wanted to be a hero, came up to join in the fun: "I don't want a stupid sister."

Mu Jinghua watched them laughing and playing, feeling a little envious and dazed. It seemed that his family was never like this. Every time he came home after plowing the fields, he could always hear his father and stepmother yelling and cursing. The sounds that came one after another were very similar to those of hens in a chicken coop. He couldn't understand what they were, he just felt it was noisy.

But every time he heard the noisy sound, Mu Jinghua could fall asleep quickly. After all, if his family could laugh every day like the Shen family, he would probably be reluctant to sleep.

But it's no use thinking about these things now. He has no home anymore. He is just a poor boy who was sold to a brothel and ran away.

Before Xu Shu entered the room, he saw Mu Jinghua standing alone. The young man seemed melancholy but not sad. He just looked at the Shen family members who were laughing happily, lost in thought.

He seemed to not belong to this world, and had drawn a clear line between himself and all the cheerful noise.

Xu Shu's steps paused slightly.