Mu Lin nodded, picked up an egg with chopsticks and ate it, then picked up the chicken soup and slowly drank a sip, then looked up at the child in surprise.
"Bai Lu, you are amazing. You can make such delicious food at such a young age..."
Bai Lu smiled happily at the compliment, and she felt closer to Mu Lin. She even changed her name to Mu Lin unconsciously, "Sister Mu, you are too kind. My husband has a picky taste, so I have to learn these things to take care of his diet."
"What should I call your husband?" It seemed that all mortals have surnames, unlike her who has no name but a given name. However, Bai Lu called her Sister Mu and Mu Lin did not object. It was probably very strange to have no surname, so just assume that her surname is Mu.
"Mr. Mo's surname is Mo, so Sister Mu can just call him Mr. Mo."
"Okay. Bai Lu, I'm actually a little curious, have you and Mr. Mo always lived in the mountains?"
Bai Lu shook her head. "No, I traveled around with my master and only came here half a month ago. My master went out to meet a friend today. Fortunately, Sister Mu woke up, otherwise I would be bored if I stayed alone for too long."
"I see..."
Mu Lin drank half a bowl of chicken soup, ate scrambled eggs and a pancake, and stopped only when she felt full. Bai Lu saw that she had finished eating, and diligently cleaned up the dishes and left. Mu Lin was bored, and the pain in her body was not as strong, so she simply followed him to the kitchen to help.
Unexpectedly, Bai Lu chased her to play in the yard. "The kitchen is small, I can play alone. Sister Mu, please play in the yard."
Mu Lin didn't bother him any more. He nodded indifferently and sat in the yard watching the hen laying eggs with a clucking sound. He found it quite interesting.
At this time, a young figure slowly appeared in the distance. Mu Lin looked up when he heard footsteps, and met the man's eyes as bright as the spring breeze and the bright moon.
It is amazing that such a kind and elegant look can appear in a young boy. His manners and temperament are three times better than his appearance. This is a kind of temperament that has been stained by years of ink and books. Every move is pleasing to the eye and can be painted.
He was wearing a moon-white robe, and the light blue color made him look even more gentle and graceful, and Mu Lin was stunned.
When you meet such a person, you will naturally remember him. Isn't this the Mr. Mo that she saw in front of the steamed bun shop some time ago? She hasn't yet connected the dots that the Mr. Mo mentioned by Bai Lu is actually the one who saved her.
Mu Lin thought about how she had made faces at him and ran away, and couldn't help but touch her nose. Mu Lin walked forward slowly, and when he saw him approaching, he was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Mo Wangchen was not surprised to see her. He smiled calmly and said, "My surname is Mo, my given name is Ji, and my courtesy name is Wangchen. You can just call me Mr. Mo, young lady."
Mu Lin recalled the etiquette of mortal women, and bowed politely in an unskilled manner, saying, "Mu Lin thanks Mr. Mo for saving my life. I was unconscious in the mountains, and it was thanks to you that my daughter was not in danger."
Mo Wangchen shook his head lightly, smiling as gently as the early morning sun, "It's just a small favor, Miss Mu Lin, don't worry about it, just follow me into the house first."
"good."
Mo Wangchen touched Bai Lu's head and asked him to make a pot of tea.
Only Mu Lin and Mo Wangchen were left sitting in the main room. Mo Wangchen took out a set of Go and looked at Mu Lin with a smile, "Would you like to play a game with me?"
Mu Lin shook his head and said frankly: "I don't know how to do this."
Mo Wangchen set up the chessboard and the black and white chess pieces, and asked in a good-tempered manner, "Do you want to learn?"
Mu Lin felt that he might have been bewitched. Perhaps it was because his voice was too elegant, or the afternoon sunlight was too holy. It was as if a layer of light golden light covered his jade-like face, making him look noble and inviolable.
Suddenly, she was impressed by his calm and indifferent demeanor. She wanted to reach his state, no doubt, this was an unshakable strong man.