Su Qingluan looked down at her sister who was clutching her sleeves tightly. She looked up at Mu Xingzhi and smiled a little bit: "Um... Mu Xingzhi, Mr. Mu, can I ask you a favor?"
A trace of amusement flashed in Mu Xingzhi's eyes, and he pretended to be confused: "What's the matter?"
Su Qingluan raised her head and looked over, only to realize that the person in front of her was deliberately pretending to be stupid. It was obvious that she was there to watch a joke, so she couldn't help but glared at him angrily. Just when she was about to say something strange, her sister came to her ears. A small sob interrupted her thoughts.
"Sister...where are we? This is not our home. I'm so scared!" Children have not yet established a complete psychological defense line. They are more "afraid of the dark" and "scared of strangers", and they feel physically uncomfortable when they are sick. , it will amplify this feeling and make people more uneasy.
Su Qingluan patted the little girl's back and coaxed in a low voice: "Xueyan, don't be afraid. Xueyan is sick, so we came to see the doctor. This is the doctor's home..."
Seeing that Su Qingluan only cared about coaxing his sister and had no time to chat with him, the "doctor" himself stopped teasing Su Qingluan and turned around to pour some clean white water for the little girl.
Su Qingluan's voice came from behind: "Please add a little salt and sugar!"
"Oh? Why?" Mu Xingzhi turned around and asked.
"The little girl had a fever and was sweating a lot just now. I'm afraid that she... well, make up for whatever she's missing. If she's missing something salty, make up for it with salt."
In fact, Su Qingluan originally wanted to say "I'm afraid that he has electrolyte disorders", but again, Su Qingluan could explain what electrolytes are, but there was no way to explain to the other party how she knew this kind of thing for people at this time. Weird" knowledge.
Of course, the greater possibility is that Mu Xingzhi discovered something was wrong with her just like in the past, and after a little probing and found that she was unwilling to say anything, he pretended to be confused and stopped asking questions.
However, for some indescribable reasons, Su Qingluan still wanted to keep the lowest level secret of "time travel", which would give her a sense of psychological security.
"But sweat isn't sweet?" Mu Xingzhi's expression clearly showed that he didn't quite believe Su Qingluan's words.
"...Children like to drink sweet things..." Su Qingluan started to talk nonsense as she couldn't make up any decent excuse.
Although Mu Xingzhi knew that Su Qingluan was not telling the truth, he didn't know exactly why she was doing this. However, given Su Qingluan's always elusive feeling, he still did it.
However, Mu Xingzhi did not add sugar and salt to the water. Instead, he took the sugar jar and salt jar and asked Su Qingluan to add them himself.
Su Qingluan looked at the glass of water Mu Xingzhi brought, thought for a moment, looked at the size of the small spoon used to hold salt and sugar, first put in half a spoonful of salt, and then two and a half spoonfuls. of white sugar, stirred it and handed it to my sister: "Here, this is for you to drink. You have just finished sweating. It will be good for you to drink it."
Even though Su Qingluan often played tricks on her younger siblings, she was too embarrassed to deceive the little girl that this stuff was "delicious". To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the functionality of the salt replenishment solution, dogs wouldn't even drink it.
Because of the light, the little girl didn't see clearly what she added. She felt that whatever she cooked was delicious anyway, so she drank two big gulps without thinking, filling up a whole tea bowl in an instant. The salt solution has bottomed out.
But this thing is sweet and salty, and it doesn't taste very good to adults, let alone a child over three years old. Suddenly the little girl pursed her lips and wanted to cry, and complained with tears in her eyes: "Sister, you Liar! This water doesn’t taste good at all!”
Su Qingluan pretended to be innocent: "I just said 'drinking it is good for you', but I never said it tastes good."
"Pfft." This was probably the first time he saw someone acting rogue in front of a three-year-old baby. Mu Xingzhi was a little surprised and couldn't help laughing. In the end, he scared the only real kid present.
"Sister!" Su Xueyan no longer cared about complaining about sister's bad intentions. She huddled her little body in Su Qingluan's arms and said in fear, "There is someone! It's not dad and aunt!"
"Didn't you say that we would come to the doctor's house to treat you?" I coaxed my sister for a few more words. After all, Su Qingluan was considered "reliable" in Su Xueyan's little heart. In addition, she was still ill. Under the fuss, the energy she had managed to replenish through sleep was quickly depleted, and the little girl began to wilt again.
Su Qingluan was afraid that her sister would fall asleep again later and it would be difficult for her to leave. Su Xueyan took advantage of the fact that the sweat she just woke up from had almost dissipated, and immediately held her in her arms: "Don't be afraid, sister, will I take you home now, okay?"
When she heard that she was going home, the little girl became even more obedient. She honestly let Su Qingluan wrap her into a little rice dumpling.
Su Qingluan tidied up her sister and thanked Mu Xingzhi sincerely: "I've bothered you so late, so I won't say any more polite words today. I'll get you a thank you gift tomorrow."
"A thank you banquet?" Mu Xingzhi teased.
"..." Su Qingluan felt guilty for a while: the promised thank you banquet was looking increasingly distant. But she shook her head: "It's not like this, it should be more useful to you." Then she hugged her sister and planned to go out.
After taking two steps and remembering something, Su Qingluan turned around and said, "You don't have to come out to see me off."
"But what about the lock on the door?"
Su Qingluan: ...I was careless! She forgot that after she left, Mu Xingzhi had to sit in a wheelchair to put the door bolt back!
"Then...what should we do? Songbo is not here..."
Seeing that Su Qingluan's little face was about to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum bun, Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "I'm joking. Since we made a machine that can open the door by itself, naturally it can also lock the door by itself."
In order to avoid Su Qingluan not believing it, Mu Xingzhi also demonstrated it in front of Su Qingluan.
Su Qingluan, a liberal arts person with zero engineering skills, had an "unclear" expression throughout the entire process. Then she realized something and turned to glare at Mu Xingzhi: "Then why did you ask me to bolt the door just now? !”
Although she is competent, the door latch is really heavy!
Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "I was disturbed from my dream for no reason. Don't you allow me to retaliate?"
"Fuck you!" Su Qingluan said this angrily, turned around and left with her sister in her arms.
Mu Xingzhi sat in a wheelchair and watched as Su Qingluan's little back gradually disappeared into the night. He slowly bolted the door, but did not immediately go back indoors to rest. Instead, he sat in the courtyard in a daze.
For a moment today, he actually wanted to tell Su Qingluan his true name and identity - of course he knew that he just "wanted", but he would never "cannot help but say it". There is a huge gulf between the two.
And Su Qingluan himself had no awareness of this at all - because he didn't show it at all.
But even so, just having this idea is a huge gaffe for Mu Xingzhi himself - it means that his wariness towards Su Qingluan is lowering.
