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

After Xu Shu finished speaking, he stopped looking at the boy and started to look around the house.

This shabby thatched house had been abandoned in the village for a long time. When Xu Shu first moved in, there were many holes in the roof, which were repaired by the village chief who called people to help.

Xu Shu used the remaining silver and barely bought some things, but it was still far from enough.

Xu Shu disliked the bed made of piled wooden boards. If he lived there alone, he probably would not sleep on it but would prefer a sleeping bag.

But the situation is special now, so Xu Shu decided to sleep on the floor.

He dug out the leftover straw from repairing the roof from the kitchen, spread a thick layer of it on the ground, and then put a newly made thick quilt on top, which served as a mattress.

Fortunately, he made a lot of quilts, so he didn't have to lay out the mattress without a quilt.

After everything was cleaned up, Xu Shu looked at Mu Jinghua and asked him to wash his face and brush his teeth together.

Mu Jinghua had been looking at Xu Shu just now, but when he came back from washing up and saw that Xu Shu was actually planning to sleep on the floor, he couldn't help but stand up.

Xu Shu was just about to lie down when he saw the boy getting out of bed. He thought he was going to the bathroom and didn't pay much attention to him.

Unexpectedly, the young man walked up to him, squatted down, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and pointed at the bed.

Xu Shu understood what he meant and said helplessly: "You should sleep on the bed. You are weak."

Mu Jinghua refused and gently pulled at the corner of his clothes, refusing to let go.

He used this method to get Xu Shu to agree to let him wash the dishes. Now he used the same trick again, and Xu Shu was helpless: "Be obedient, wait until you recover from your illness, then I will sleep in the bed, okay?"

In fact, Xu Shu was already very sleepy, but he still managed to talk to him patiently, also because he had a good impression of the young man.

But that was all he said. He pushed away the boy's hand that was pulling at the corner of his clothes, turned over, closed his eyes and ignored the child.

Mu Jinghua didn't expect Xu Shu to ignore him directly. He squatted beside Xu Shu helplessly, looking at the man's indifferent back. He was stunned for a long time before he slowly stood up and tiptoed towards the bed.

After listening to it, Xu Shu knew that the boy had gone to sleep obediently. He didn't think about it anymore and soon fell into a coma.

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The next day, Xu Shu got up early. When he opened his eyes and looked at the bed, he could no longer see the boy.

Xu Shu's mind was still confused, and he didn't think much about it. He yawned slightly, put away the quilt, and then walked slowly outside.

The villagers of Shiqiao Village all use river water, and he knows it is not clean, so he uses boiled water even for washing.

In fact, he majored in chemistry in college, so he had a clear understanding of the processes of water purification and pollution removal, but he was also very lazy. Boiling water could kill most bacteria, and he was not in the mood to tinker with more troublesome things.

Xu Shu pushed open the kitchen door and saw the young man cooking porridge.

There were a few steaming hot pancakes next to it. I don’t know when the child got up.

When Mu Jinghua saw Xu Shu coming in, he shuddered unconsciously at first. It was only when he met Xu Shu's gentle gaze that he slowly came back to his senses.

He smiled a little shyly.

Last night, he looked at the figure on the ground, but he couldn't figure out how he had made Xu Shu unhappy.

After thinking about it for a while, I could only come to the conclusion that I had to behave well tomorrow. Not only that, I had to smile more at Xu Shu.

No one likes his bitter face. Maybe Xu Shu got angry because he had a bitter face and looked dead.

So Mu Jinghua pulled the corners of his mouth and practiced smiling for a long time.

This is why he has this shy smile now.

Seeing him smile, Xu Shu couldn't help but smile back. He poured a glass of water from the ceramic pot beside him, and said while holding a toothbrush to apply tooth powder, "You don't have to get up so early to cook. Make sure you get some rest."

He found the tooth powder from his backpack last night and put it in a small teacup. No one could tell what it was, and it was safer to use than toothpaste.

The toothbrush used is made of pig bristles in accordance with local customs.

In fact, most locals use willow branches. After all, food is a problem for most people. But Xu Shu is a particular person after all, and he cannot compromise on such things.

Mu Jinghua didn't intend to listen to Xu Shu this time. Anyway, he couldn't speak, and Xu Shu wouldn't force him to nod.

This morning when Mu Jinghua got up to cook, he took a quick look at the kitchen. He saw that there was everything needed, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc. There was also enough rice, millet and flour. There were even quite a few pottery jars containing the dried fish that Xu Shu had given him yesterday morning and some other food that Mu Jinghua had never seen before.

But Mu Jinghua didn't dare to move rashly, so he just made a pancake. He was worried that Xu Shu wouldn't be used to it, so he didn't dare to save on oil and just scooped a spoonful of lard with his eyes closed.

Fortunately, Xu Shu had some good eyesight. After noticing that there were no vegetables, he realized his mistake and took out the pickles from the ceramic jar.

The two of them finished their breakfast quickly.

After breakfast, Xu Shu took out paper and pen from his backpack while the boy was not paying attention, and took out a book from the bamboo basket to cover it. Then he sat down at the only small wooden table in the room to draw.

Xu Shu has never learned to paint, but after more than ten years of studying science and engineering, he definitely has basic spatial thinking skills.

He recalled the wasteland structure he had bought and began to imagine—

This is a time of chaos, so the houses need to be built on solid ground, preferably with blue bricks and tiles, and with large walls and iron gates.

But it was hard to find iron in this place, so we had to take our time. We first built a few kilns in the bamboo forest behind. We would use them to burn bricks when we built houses, and it would also help to conceal our identity. When we had enough bricks, we would burn iron and make steel.

It would be best to forge a batch of weapons in the future. They don’t have to be firearms, steel knives are also good.

Although the source of iron is also a troublesome matter, Xu Shu is not in a hurry. Given the terrain of Yuzhou, as long as they do not take the initiative to open the gates and surrender, there will definitely be peace in the short term.

After thinking about this, he returned to thinking about the structure of the house. The house couldn't be too outstanding, but it had to be safe and confidential.

The furniture inside must also be rebuilt. Xu Shu took a look at the bed and the young boy sitting on the bed practicing sign language, then wrote the word "bed" on a piece of paper.

When the time comes, I will definitely make myself a big, sturdy and comfortable bed.

In fact, Xu Shu had already conceived the idea long ago, and it only took him a short while to draw it.

He stood up and prepared to stretch, and the boy not far away also stood up with him.

Xu Shu glanced at him, and Mu Jinghua took half a step back.

Xu Shu found it funny and asked him, "Have you learned all the sign language I taught you yesterday?"

Mu Jinghua nodded slightly and made a few gestures to him, all of which were exactly what Xu Shu taught him last night.

Xu Shu was in a very happy mood and subconsciously praised: "Good boy."

Mu Jinghua's face turned red, but Xu Shu didn't say anything more after saying this. Mu Jinghua looked at him sitting back at the wooden table reading a book with a calm expression, and his face turned even redder. He stood up in panic and bravely pulled Xu Shu's sleeve.

Xu Shu looked up at him, his tone as usual: "What's wrong?"

Mu Jinghua lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. She just pointed to the kitchen and made the gesture of washing clothes.