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

Xu Shu also became serious after hearing this. When he knew that his brother was pregnant, he was just shocked and never tried to find out more about it.

Now after hearing Qi Huairen's instructions, he still asked many questions in detail.

Mu Jinghua was embarrassed to see two grown men talking about this in front of a little boy, but he also felt happy. Xu Shu was not a boy, so he probably asked about these things because he was worried about him? When he thought of this possibility, Mu Jinghua felt full of joy.

It was an indescribable strange feeling, but Mu Jinghua didn't hate it.

After Xu Shu's questioning, he not only learned about the boy's physiological structure and that it was more difficult for a boy to get pregnant than a girl, but he also unexpectedly learned that the redder the pregnancy mole, the more likely it is to be fertile.

He subconsciously glanced at the red mole on the child's forehead, recalling its appearance when he first saw it, and confirmed that this thing could really turn red.

If little Mu Jin recovers in the future, then the pregnancy mole will be as red as a little Nezha. In addition, the child has fair skin and delicate facial features. Damn, how many yellow-haired men will be fascinated by this.

Oh, that’s not right. This world doesn’t have the technology to dye hair, and those pigs eating cabbages are not called yellow-haired.

No matter what he called them, Xu Shu's fists hardened whenever he thought about the possibility that other people's pigs would bully children.

But old man Qi Huairen must be safe. Xu Shu calmed down and continued to ask about the things he was curious about.

His question made Qi Huairen forget to ask about the sign language and medicinal diet. It was when Xu Shu was about to leave with the child who had been given the medicine on his back that he mentioned: "If Doctor Qi can pass on the sign language to more people in need, my little Mu Jin will be very happy. I will compile it into a book when I go back and send it to Doctor Qi someday."

Qi Huairen widened his eyes in disbelief: "You're just going to send me there like this?"

"What's the point of this? If no one in the world knows about the existence of sign language, what's the point of it existing? I'll have to work hard to promote it, Dr. Laoqi."

Qi Huairen's beard trembled with excitement: "No, no, I'll wait for you."

Xu Shu nodded, turned around and walked out, feeling relieved. Fortunately, Qi Huairen did not ask about the medicinal food. Otherwise, how could he explain that he had added this thing to the menu for Xiao Ran's child's birthday banquet?

Qi Huairen was a sincere man. When he heard Xu Shu say that, he waived Xu Shu's medicine fee. He even remembered the first time Xu Shu mentioned herbs: "Mr. Xu is very talented. If you really have herbs to sell, don't forget me."

Xu Shu agreed with a smile, but he also knew that this matter would not be accomplished in a short time. For example, the good farmland he asked the village chief to help buy has not been used up yet.

After leaving the clinic, Xu Shu carried Mu Jinghua on his back and walked towards the market, intending to buy eggs and chicks.

After following Wu Yong around the town to buy things every day these days, Xu Shu finally got a clear idea of ​​the town's structure.

Qingshui Town is surrounded by villages on all sides and connected to the city to the south. It has a unique geographical location and a well-developed business. Villagers from the countryside bring their own vegetables and game to the town market to sell, and merchants from the city open shops here.

Even the county magistrate Xiao Ran built his mansion in Qingshui Town, otherwise how could he come to the door so easily?

In the past, when Xu Shu bought clothes and furniture, he was more concerned about quality and would go directly to the store. Now, he was just buying a chicken, so Xu Shu planned to go to the street market in the south and take his children to see the excitement.

The people in this street market are all ordinary people, and there are no proper stalls. The more sophisticated ones put a piece of cloth on the ground or carry a bucket, while the less sophisticated ones just sit on the ground.

It is the morning market now, and there are quite a few people here. The shouts are heard one after another, and it is very lively.

Xu Shu is tall and carries a little boy on his back, so he is an obvious target. The older men, women, uncles and sisters-in-law who set up stalls all like to greet him.

Xu Shuren was handsome and well-dressed, and obviously a well-off man. Regardless of whether he would buy anything or not, just the fact that he would move towards his stall might attract a few more people.

Xu Shu, however, had a clear goal. He only looked for chicks and eggs and ignored everything else.

After walking for a while, they saw someone selling chicks. Xu Shu put down the child who was almost burying himself and said, "Little Mujin, you pick some. Pick a few to take home and raise."

This sounds quite domineering, but in fact, Xu Shu's level is there, and it is impossible to tell whether he is good or bad.

But others don't think so.

Because Mu Jinghua's feet couldn't touch the ground, he could only rely on Xu Shu to pull him up to stand steadily. Xu Shu was so big, but he stood obediently for the young man to lean on, and carefully supported his waist, fearing that he would fall.

In the eyes of others, this scene is not something that can be described as affectionate.

Xu Shu didn't notice the smile on the side of the person next to him. Although he knew nothing about this kind of thing, he was watching Xiao Mujin choosing the chicks very carefully.

Looking at the child’s round little head among the group of furry little chickens, it is hard to tell which one is cuter.

The lady who bought the chicks handed a bamboo basket to Mu Jinghua. Xu Shu quickly took it and helped the child hold it.

Mu Jinghua smiled at him, then lowered his eyes seriously and continued to select. His technique was quite skillful, as could be seen from the accuracy with which he pinched the chicks. He caught them one by one and put them into the basket held by Xu Shu.

After picking only three, he stopped moving, as if he was hesitating.

There were actually not many chicks on the stall, only about five. Mu Jinghua had already picked three, and the remaining two were very cute and lively, and it was hard to tell them apart.

The lady selling the chicks smiled and said to Mu Jinghua who was still hesitating, "My dear, your husband loves you so much, and there is no difference between these two, just buy them all."

what?

It should be said that your auntie is worthy of being your auntie. This sentence successfully confused both Xu Shu and Mu Jinghua.

Mu Jinghua couldn't explain, and his face flushed. He waved his hands, but because he used too much force, he didn't catch Xu Shu and almost fell to the ground.

Xu Shu was quick to pull, but he didn't control the strength well and hugged the person in his arms.

This is a bit not so innocent.

Xu Shu opened his mouth and was about to say "We are just brothers", but then closed it again. It is important for people to know themselves.

The lady had a look on her face that said, "It's my fault. I didn't expect my husband to be so shy. I shouldn't have said that."

The old lady stuffed the remaining two chicks into the basket that Xu Shu was carrying, and put three eggs in there too: "Young man, one chick is one hundred coins, and these five are five hundred coins. I'll also give you a few eggs for free. I wish you a happy marriage, two chicks a year, and three in two years, hahahahaha."

Xu Shuren was so confused by what he heard.

What the hell, having three kids in two years? He never thought that this phrase would be used to describe himself one day.

But he didn't refuse. Chickens are easy to die, so buying a few more would save trouble in the future. The price was fair, after all, a pound of pork cost 280 coins. And they also gave him a bamboo basket and three eggs.

What's more, chickens don't eat much rice, and when they are about three months old, they can lay two or three eggs a day, so it's a sure win.

He paid generously and didn't want to continue shopping after paying. He just carried Mu Jinghua on his back and went to Wu Yong Restaurant.