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

Both Xu Shu and Wu Yong are not very good at cooking.

But Xu Shu had more experience than Wu Yong. After all, he was born in modern society and had experienced the end of the world for several years. Although his practical ability was not strong, he had a wealth of theoretical knowledge and could talk to anyone.

But once you say this, sometimes you can’t stop the car.

Xu Shu briefly described how to make Eight Treasure Rice Pudding. It was a simple dish. Although Wu Yong didn't understand it, the experienced chef understood it immediately.

It was just that the process of waiting for the rice to be cooked took too long, so Xu Shu asked the birthday boy how old he was.

Wu Yong was a little confused: "Eight years old? I thought you made this eight-treasure rice pudding because you knew..."

Xu Shu's eyes lit up when he heard that. An idea flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He felt that great wealth would soon befall him. "Eight years old is great. Set up an eight-immortal table, prepare eight dishes, and pair it with eight-treasure rice. The main course is set. For the entertainment program, we can invite a troupe to tell the story of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. We can also prepare something that literati like, um... write poems? Flying Flower Order?"

Xu Shu looked at Wu Yong, as if asking for his opinion, but before Wu Yong could speak, he rejected the idea himself: "These are too fancy and cannot highlight the status of the little birthday boy. However, a child who is only eight years old probably doesn't have many friends to invite to visit."

"Besides, in ancient times, banquets like these were all social occasions, and most of the people who came were here to flatter the county magistrate." Xu Shu glanced at Wu Yong again and smiled, "Aren't we also here to flatter the magistrate?"

Wu Yong was a little confused: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Xu Shu didn't have time to pay attention to him, but instead said to himself: "How can you make this flattery relevant to the topic? I hope my son will become a dragon... I hope my daughter will become a phoenix. I get it, I get it."

Just saying that he knew, but not saying what he knew, really hooked Wu Yong. He pushed Xu Shu anxiously: "What do you know? Tell me."

Xu Shu waved his hand, saying that he had not yet made up his mind and needed to think about it. Just then, the chef said that the eight-treasure rice pudding was ready, so Xu Shu said he would go take a look first.

Wu Yong was a little disappointed, but he had no choice but to follow. However, after seeing the Eight Treasure Rice Pudding, that disappointment was immediately forgotten.

Just looking at the appearance, the Eight Treasure Rice is enough to beat all the staple foods he has seen. Big pancakes, thin rice, and fried dough sticks are too bland. The distinct white glutinous rice, plump black beans, and the scattered red wolfberries in the Eight Treasure Rice, as well as the finishing touch, the big red dates standing in the center, instantly make this simple glutinous rice rise to an unknown level.

Wu Yong was born into a merchant family. Although he was rich, his skills were not high. After looking at it for a long time, he could only say: "It's too... too expensive!"

Xu Shu was very satisfied with his reaction and took the chopsticks to ask him to taste it.

The taste is unexpectedly good, perhaps because these ancient ingredients were not sprayed with pesticides, the flavor is relatively pure. If you savor the rice carefully, you can still taste the sweetness of white fungus, which just neutralizes the sweetness of jujube and wolfberry, leaving a fragrant taste in your mouth.

After taking a bite, Wu Yong gave Xu Shu a thumbs up repeatedly, scooped another spoonful and put it in his mouth, and danced with joy to invite everyone to join in the eating.

Xu Shu didn't want to join in the fun. He glanced at the sky outside, said hello to Wu Yong, "I'll go home and take a look. I'll discuss the specific arrangements with you tomorrow."

Wu Yong teased him with a smile: "Are you in a hurry to pick up your brother?"

Xu Shu nodded. When he arrived today, Wu Yong asked him how Mu Jinghua was doing now. Xu Shu simply told Wu Yong that he had sent Mu Jinghua to the village chief's house.

Now he thought about the aggrieved look on the boy's face when he sent Mu Jinghua to the village chief's house this morning, and how he was reluctant to let him go. He felt that going to the village chief's house to pick up Mu Jinghua was like going to the kindergarten to pick up a child.

However, Xu Shu's thought only flashed through his mind.

Wu Yong asked the chef to bring him a few bowls of eight-treasure rice: "Take it back for your brother to try."

After all, today was just a test of his skills, so not much eight-treasure rice was made, but Wu Yong filled three big bowls for Xu Shu to take home. Such enthusiasm made Xu Shu a little embarrassed.

But he was not the kind of person who was shy, so he immediately said, "I will give you a definite answer tomorrow about what I said tonight, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Wu Yong couldn't remember what he said tonight, but Xu Shu always kept his word, so he agreed happily and urged Xu Shu to walk faster on the way home.

Xu Shu took the food box, turned around and left. On the way, he was still thinking about the layout and arrangements of the banquet. It was not until he arrived at the village chief's house that he came to his senses.

Seeing Mu Jinghua waiting at the door from afar, the lonely boy was really pitiful.

He waved to the young man, and saw Mu Jinghua smiled shyly at him. He didn't seem to be that sad, and he was unexpectedly relieved.

But before Xu Shu could speak, the village chief and the others noticed Xu Shu. They all looked over. Before he could speak, a little girl ran straight towards him: "Brother Xu, Brother Xu, you are finally back. Did you miss me?"

The person who came was naturally Shen Lin'er.

Xu Shu has a younger sister who is a few years younger than him. She is also as lively and cute as Shen Lin'er. Xu Shu loves Shen Lin'er as much as she loves him. When he lived in the village chief's house, he always treated Shen Lin'er as his sister and spoiled her in many things. Now that he saw Shen Lin'er, he couldn't help but feel happy and his tone softened: "Why did you go home early?"

"Are you happy to see me, Brother Xu?" Shen Lin'er looked at him with sparkling eyes. Seeing the food box in his hand, she asked curiously, "Brother Xu, what did you bring?"

"Oh, this is the eight-treasure rice pudding that the restaurant owner gave to Little Mujin." After he finished speaking, he walked towards Mu Jinghua, showed the contents of the food box to the young man, and said with a smile, "Your brother Wu specially asked me to bring it back. Try it later to see if you like it."

The three bowls of red and white rice flashed before Mu Jinghua's eyes for a moment, and Xu Shu closed the lid and stuffed the heavy food box into his hands.

Mu Jinghua was unable to react, but his eyes were a little sore. He had never seen that thing before, but he knew it was expensive. He and Wu Yong had only met once, and he was so embarrassed to let others know that he was just a boy from a brothel.

Normal people wouldn't mind it, but they would probably stay away from it.

But Wu Yong didn't do that, and even treated him well, all for Xu Shu's sake. Mu Jinghua had already guessed that maybe the eight-treasure rice was also for Xu Shu, and he just mentioned him in passing.

But Xu Shu, why did Xu Shu just give it all to him?

Mu Jinghua looked straight at Xu Shu, his eyes bright but a little helpless, just like a frightened kitten looking for its owner to act coquettishly. Xu Shu felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and ruffled his hair.

Xu Shu admitted that he used to like rubbing his sister's head. After coming to this world, he also wanted to rub Shen Lin'er's little head every time he saw her. However, people in this world valued etiquette and kept strict boundaries between men and women. Even though Xu Shu and Shen Lin'er were nine years apart in age, it was not appropriate to rub other people's children's heads.

But Mu Jinghua is his child, so he can rub his head however he wants. What's more, he is a boy, so no one will say anything about the difference between men and women.

Xu Shu was secretly happy.

He rubbed it to his heart's content, then turned around to say hello to the village chief and said he was leaving soon. When the village chief saw that he had brought food back, he didn't invite him to stay for dinner, but instead urged him to go home quickly.

Shen Lin'er, however, saw Xu Shu rubbing Mu Jinghua's head just now, and she felt very sad. She pulled Xu Shu's sleeve and asked, "Brother Xu, you said last time that you would give Lin'er a headband, did you forget?"

Xu Shu really forgot about it. He had been busy recently and Shen Lin'er went to her grandmother's house again. He hadn't seen her for several days and had put the matter out of his mind.

It was just a hairband, so Xu Shu didn't think much about it and just said, "I'll buy it for you after work tomorrow. What kind do you like?"

Shen Lin'er's eyes lit up, but she pointed at Mu Jinghua: "I like someone like Mu Ge'er."

Mu Jinghua, who had been waiting quietly at the spot, was stunned when he heard the words. He couldn't help but remember that this headband was bought by Xu Shuzhuan to comfort him when Ye Shijing came to make trouble that day and he cried uncontrollably.

Mu Jinghua's ears felt a little hot when he thought of the way Xu Shu spoke to him in a gentle voice at that time.

Shen Lin'er saw that he didn't say anything, but she felt that he was arrogant, and she was even more dissatisfied. She pulled Xu Shu's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Brother Xu, I like the one that Brother Mu has. Can you let Brother Mu give it to me? I don't mind the old one."

Xu Shu glanced at the headband on Mu Jinghua's head, but didn't think it was anything special. Isn't it just a blue ribbon with a flower embroidered on it?

Mu Jinghua noticed Xu Shu's gaze, but he had some bad thoughts in his mind, thinking that Xu Shu wanted him to give the headband to Shen Lin'er.

He didn't feel wronged. It originally belonged to Xu Shu, so he didn't care what Xu Shu thought of it. However, he didn't have any other headbands on hand. If he took it off and gave it to Shen Lin'er, wouldn't he have to go back with disheveled hair?

If you let your hair down outside... you will be criticized for being immodest. Mu Jinghua hesitated for a moment.

Aunt Shen slapped Shen Lin'er's hand that was holding Xu Shu's clothes and said, "You are such an ignorant child. That belongs to Mu Ge'er. Who cares whether you like it or not?"

Shen Lin'er was embarrassed by her mother, and she stomped her feet with a red face, "Mom! I just like that."

Xu Shu didn't know what the little girl was thinking. He simply thought that if you wanted to give someone a gift, you must buy something new. He directly refused and said, "This is for Xiao Mujin. If you like this, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

Shen Lin'er was clearly rejected by Xu Shu, and she didn't know what to say for a while. She just said dryly: "Brother Xu, please remember Lin'er."

Xu Shu nodded in agreement, took the food box from Mu Jinghua, and took the child back home.

After all this trouble, the food must be cold. We should heat it up when we get home, otherwise little Mujin might catch a cold.

Xu Shu was thinking about something on the way, but when he looked up, he saw his underwear hanging gracefully in the middle of the yard from a distance, and his brain immediately stopped working.