Fast time travel to heal the villain little poor

Chapter 651 Husband is in peace, I support the family (11)

If it wasn't for worrying about revealing too much money, Mu Yuan would have let him move out, and Zifu would have been changing ways to get him delicious food.

It's just that it doesn't work now, the time has not come, so I can only pretend to buy some food, and then run out of money.

Mu Yuan has read the books of sages and sages, and he is not a person who likes to pry into other people's private affairs, so he didn't ask anything, and Zi Fu also tacitly said nothing, and just kept putting the stewed chicken in his bowl.

Mu Yuan hadn't touched meat for a long time, and Zi Fu ate the whole one just like that.

Looking at the pile of chicken bones beside the table, Mu Yuan suddenly fell silent.

appetite.

It turns out he has too.

Mu Yuan faced this problem squarely, thought about it, did not deliberately avoid it, nor indulged in pursuit, and finally chose to let nature take its course.

Human beings have the seven emotions and six desires.

He is human, so naturally he cannot escape.

How many people can reach the realm of a saint in the world?

Mu Yuan sees clearly, so even though he lives in poverty, he is happy.

The less desire, the happier a person is.

Spend as much silver as you can earn.

If you can see it, Mu Yuan has nothing to worry about.

Asking Zifu to rest first, Mu Yuan got up and cleaned up all the things on the table, went to boil hot water, and then boiled some water with ginger.

I don't know how long the little boy has been standing in the takeaway painting, and I don't know if he is cold. Go to the cold as soon as possible to avoid getting sick.

Wait a while and let him take a hot bath.

Mu Yuan thought in his heart, and then remembered the proposal he had made in front of his master.

I didn't expect the young boy to solve the livelihood problem before, but now that the young boy can earn some money by himself, he may not have to do the sweeping of the Shenglin Academy.

only……

Mu Yuan lowered his brows slightly, raised his hand and slowly poured the ginger soup into the bowl.

He is still so young, even if he has no memory, it is not difficult to guess that he was born with an excellent education.

It would be a pity if it was discontinued.

Going to Shenglin Academy to sweep the floor, not only can he get some money every day, but he can also listen to his master's lectures, which is more beneficial than disadvantageous for him.

Mu Yuan thought about it for a long time, but was still going to raise it with him and ask his opinion.

If he doesn't want to go, then don't go.

Thinking like this, Mu Yuan brought in the bowl of ginger soup.

At this moment, Zifu, with her back to him, was sitting beside his desk, opened one of the volumes, and looked down at the book.

Seeing her like this, the thoughts that just popped up in Mu Yuan's mind became stronger.

A young boy who loves reading so much should enter Shenglin Academy and continue to receive the teaching and guidance of his master.

If he didn't want to go to Shenglin Academy to sweep the floor, he would try his best to copy some more books, collect money for him, pay Shuxiu, and then send him in.

Sitting next to the table, Zi Fu turned over Mu Yuan's scroll with her face bored, looking at the big truths on it, and saw that she was the first and the second big.

How did Mu Yuan read these boring and boring books so fascinated?
It's not as charming as those interesting words in the book!
Thinking of the story book, Zifu, who was dozing off in a sleepy state, suddenly regained her spirits.

Touching the pen and paper next to her, Zifu couldn't help but start to write.

It's just that she was stopped by Mu Yuan before she started writing.

"If you have any insights after reading it, think about it carefully before writing it down.

Now come over and drink the ginger soup first, to get rid of the cold in the body. "

The bowl of ginger soup was put on the table by Mu Yuan, Zifu heard his unhurried and gentle voice, turned her head, and looked at his face subconsciously.

In an instant, countless male protagonists of Mary Su had faces.

Also at that moment, n short stories flashed across Zifu's mind.

Seeing the young boy staring at him for a moment, Mu Yuan raised his brows slightly, and that strange feeling emerged again.

Before he could ask, Zifu came over first, picked up the ginger soup on the table, hesitated for two seconds to sniff the strong smell on it, then with a bitter face, raised her head and drank it abruptly. do.

After drinking the ginger soup, Zifu walked back in a hurry, knelt down in front of the table, picked up a pen, and prepared to write down all the notebooks she just thought of.

Mu Yuan didn't bother her, went to prepare a change of clothes for her, boiled hot water, and slowly poured the hot water into the wooden barrel for bathing.

Zifu also happened to stop writing after a lot of elaboration, and when she heard Mu Yuan calling her, she quickly put away the half-written notebook, for fear of being seen by him.

With Mu Yuan's thoughts of orthodox education, seeing these "unworthy" books, he can't criticize her severely.

Anyway, a meal of education is definitely indispensable.

To avoid trouble, it's better not to let him see it.

After tidying up, Zifu got up and walked over.

In the innermost part of the main room, facing away from the bed, there is an old screen carved with flowers.

The screen is so large that it not only covers the barrel, but also completely blocks the sight of outsiders.

Mu Yuan put Zifu's changed clothes on the screen, while he sat back on the desk and continued to read.

Knowing that Mu Yuan would not peek, Zifu quickly took off her clothes and took a bath quickly.

After washing, Zifu immediately jumped onto the couch in three steps at a time. She stretched out her hands and grabbed the quilt tightly, turned her head affectionately, and rubbed her face against the soft and white surface of the bed.

I couldn't help taking a breath of the cold fragrance of plum blossoms, and shouted contentedly: "Ah, my bed, I'm finally here!"

Only at this time, Zi Fu is like a real child who liberates her nature, innocent and cute.

Mu Yuan, who closed the scroll, couldn't help but smile even though his back was turned to her.
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at night.

Perhaps it was because of melting snow, whether there was anything warming the house, Zifu got colder and colder as she slept, and spontaneously approached the source of extremely high temperature beside her.

Since taking in Zifu, Mu Yuan's sleep has never been deep, and he woke up when he noticed a small body rubbing against his back.

Afterwards, the waist was also circled by a small arm.

The temples twitched for a moment, and he pulled his lips, quite helplessly.

The courtyard has not been repaired for a long time, and only the main house can be lived in.But even so, the inside of the main house was cold and damp.

So he can understand the young boy's actions.

But it always feels weird.

Mu Yuan ignored the emotions in his heart, and also ignored the little guy who came up to him, forcing himself to fall asleep again.
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The next day, Zifu woke up with Mu Yuan in her arms.

Touching that waist, the first reaction was that he would destroy the flowers with his own hands, and he was greedy for Mu Yuan's body in his dreams, and then finally couldn't help but stretch out his evil hands...

Mu Yuan didn't have as many twists and turns as Zi Fu, and his expression was normal.

After getting off the bed, Mu Yuan got dressed and told Zifu about the sweeping of Shenglin Academy.

Zifu agreed without thinking.

It's just sweeping the floor, it's true to be able to get close to Xiao Zi.

After breakfast, Mu Yuan took Zifu to Shenglin Academy.

As always, Du Heng was lazy and skipped class, took the various money-making plans he wrote yesterday, and went to squat at the place where Zifu sold her paintings yesterday.

(End of this chapter)