The Buddhist lady travels through ancient times to live a leisurely life

She smiled calmly and said, "Then you two should go and soak yourselves quickly. I'll go to the kitchen and ask Auntie Zhong to prepare some delicious food for you. You can eat it after you finish soaking yourselves."

Mu Sheng underestimated her too much. She was soft-hearted and loved her child, but she was not the kind of parent who had no sense of propriety. How could she interrupt someone who was doing something important?

Mu Sheng held Mu Jinyan in his arms and walked away.

Yun Xi rubbed her face and said to Chun Mei, "Come on, let's go to the kitchen and make something for the child."

Today I’m going to make all of Mu Jinyan’s favorite foods for him, such as double skin milk and small cakes.

It happened that there was mutton in the kitchen today, so Yun Xi taught Aunt Zhong how to make barbecue skewers using the existing conditions. The aroma was so fragrant that Aunt Zhong was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

The skewers were already there, Yun Xi just improved the seasoning.

"This smells too good."

"Mmm, the meat is tender, not dry or greasy, very good."

Yun Xi tasted one string and asked Aunt Zhong and the others to taste one string as well.

"We can bake the rest after they come back. It's better to eat it now."

"Hey, ma'am, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After instructing Aunt Zhong, Yun Xi returned to her room to change her clothes. The barbecue was delicious, but the smell was really strong.

While she was busy here, Mu Jinyan's situation was really miserable.

The child cried loudly because of the excruciating pain and itchiness.

Mu Sheng was afraid that he couldn't bear it and would run away, so he personally carried him into the water.

In fact, he also underestimated his son. Although Mu Jinyan was crying, he held on to the edge of the bathtub, crying and soaking at the same time, and never thought of escaping.

After soaking for a while, Mu Jinyan's voice was almost hoarse from crying, and he twisted his body around to relieve the discomfort.

Mu Sheng didn't know what to do. The only thing he could do was to hold him down for half an hour.

Mu Jinyan cried for a while, feeling very aggrieved, and said to Mu Sheng: "If my mother were here, she would tell me a story."

"What story?"

“The story of the little horse crossing the river and the little cat fishing.”

"What's that story? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"My mother told me."

"Then tell me about it."

Mu Jinyan reiterated the story that Yun Xi had told him when she was free. Of course, she made some changes based on the historical context. The pony was not carrying things to the mill, but carrying military rations to the military camp.

Mu Sheng thought the story was quite interesting, and after listening to it he asked, "Anything else?"

"No more. Daddy, tell me one."

Mu Sheng: “…”

Ok……

"Daddy?"

"Ok?"

"Go ahead."

"Hmm...let me think about it."

……

"Have you thought about it?"

"Wait a moment."

……

After a while, Mu Sheng remembered a story called "Cutting a Pole to Enter the City". It said that there was a man who was holding a long pole to enter the city. Because the pole was too long, he could not get in either horizontally or vertically. So he listened to an old man and cut the pole.

After he finished speaking, Mu Sheng asked him, "What did you hear?"

Mu Jinyan thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to listen to the old man?"

Mu Sheng: “…”

"No. The man with the pole is inflexible, has a rigid mind, and can't think through problems. The old man is self-righteous and gives blind advice, but the man with the pole listens to him. There are problems with both of them. If the man with the pole had tried a few more times, he would have found a way to enter the city without breaking the pole. If what he wanted to do in the city required a long pole, and he cut it, the pole would be useless, and he wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to do well."

Mu Jinyan turned his head, his attention distracted a lot.