
Speaking of Xiao Wu's descendants, Mu Jingzhe found it hard to explain it in a few words.
No wonder Shao Qihai had become the novel's female protagonist's first love. She's really very charming. He had married Bai Lu, who had given birth to four intelligent children for him, and a mysterious woman had even given birth to Xiao Wu for him.
The book never mentioned who Xiao Wu's birth mother was; she was a puzzle throughout the novel.
Mu Jingzhe took Xiao Wu. “Come, let's ask Shao Dong and see how much he knows.”
He didn't mind that the children missed their birth mother. After all, it was their birth mother.
Xiao Wu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Mu Jingzhe did not feel upset because of this.
When Shao Dong heard the question, he frowned awkwardly. “I don't know either. He just said that Xiao Wu will be our younger brother from now onward. He didn't say anything more.”
Therefore, no one knew whether Xiao Wu's mother was still alive or dead. After Shao Qihai's death, no one knew the answer.
Mu Jingzhe was unaware that Shao Dong and the others had secretly changed the way they called Shao Qihai from 'Father' to 'He'. Their tone also changed.
Since he couldn't get anything out of her, Mu Jingzhe didn't say much. His attention was attracted by Shao Dong's notebook.
"Have you finished writing the hundred things you most wanted to do?"
Shao Dong felt a little uncomfortable. "Mm, I wrote it."
“Can you let me see it? I'd like to see to understand you better. I'll help you make these things happen in the future. ”
Shao Dong hesitated for a moment before handing the notebook over to Mu Jingzhe. "Then don't laugh at me."
It's not easy to make this list. At first, it was fine, but since he had to write a hundred things, he slowly started writing many trivial things as well.
"I won't do it" Mu Jingzhe promised. “I won't laugh or let anyone else see it. This will be our little secret.”
Shao Dong pursed his lips. "Good."
He agreed, but he was still a little embarrassed. "I'll go see Little Bei and the others."
Although they do not have to attend classes on Saturday afternoons, their learning does not stop. Little Bei and the others were still hoping to move up the class, and they were also learning a foreign language now.
Mu Jingzhe watched her leave before starting to peruse Shao Dong's wish list.
Shao Dong was too quiet. Despite her young age, she was restrained and she rarely expressed her emotions. To some extent, one could gain an understanding of him through this wish list.
His first wish was written in a very sincere and grounded way. "Make money. Get a lot of money. Never starve and freeze again.”
Then, he wrote very honestly about his hopes of being promising and so on. He also wrote that one day, he hoped to go to his mother's tomb to offer incense to her.
He wanted to visit major cities and capitals to see the national flag being hoisted, as well as go abroad to see it.
The wish list he wrote had a handwritten footprint erased. Based on this, one can say that his wish was about his younger siblings several times during the process.
The further down the list, the more trivial his wishes become. For example, his desire to drink a full glass of soda and eat chicken thigh sticks because these were things he had never done before.
Although the soda was delicious and Mu Jingzhe had bought it before, he was used to letting his younger siblings drink it.
Chicken drumsticks were a good item, so he had to leave it to his younger siblings as well. He had never eaten one before.
Mu Jingzhe's heart ached.
Lastly, he added that he hopes to have a washing machine, dishwasher, and floor cleaning machine in the future.
He entered this after being inspired by Mu Jingzhe's words earlier.
However, he was ultimately a future business bigshot. Having these things is not the end; it is only the beginning.
He added that if no one makes this equipment, he wants to make it himself and sell it across the country so that everyone can use it and not have to work too hard.
Mu Jingzhe laughed again. “Your business acumen is already active.”
After Mu Jingzhe finished reading the list, he tried his best to memorize it. Then, he took out a bottle of soda that he bought earlier and found Shao Dong.
“Don't give this to them. Drink themselves. I'll help you realize your first wish.”
"Either. Next time we slaughter a chicken, I will fulfill your second wish. I'll give you a big drumstick.”
Mu Jingzhe winked at Shao Dong, who was smiling shyly. "Good."
Urged on by Mu Jingzhe, he drank a bottle of soda.
For the first time, he did not stop after taking a slight sip. Instead, he actually drank until he burped.
Shao Dong felt great. “I also want to make soda in the future.” Instead of buying it, Shao Dong wanted to produce it himself.
Mu Jingzhe gave a thumbs up to her. "Sure, add it to the notebook."
“Mm.” Shao Dong took the little notebook and added it seriously.
Only then did Mu Jingzhe go to work.
As he came up with the design, he heard the sound of a flute coming from outside.
Xiao Wu was playing a flute in the courtyard. Xiao Wu often played the flute and erhu. The melody is very pleasing to the ears and puts a person in a beautiful mood.
The young women, who had been busy all the way until the afternoon, were instantly excited when they heard the music.
“Xiao Wu-mu is impressive. The melody she played was always very beautiful to listen to.”
“Ya, I feel good to hear it.”
Everyone praised Xiao Wu. Mu Jingzhe was very proud and quietly listened to everyone.
After a while, the flute music suddenly stopped. Then, they even heard a voice.
Mu Jingzhe did not care at first, thinking that a villager had come. However, he then heard a sharp rebuke.
Mu Jingzhe came out and happened to see a dressed woman pushing Xiao Wu.
"So move, Mute."
"What are you doing?!" Mu Jingzhe's expression darkened. He stepped forward and pushed the woman as well, helping Xiao Wu rise from the ground. "Does it hurt?"
Pain flashed across Xiao Wu's face, but he shook his head. “It doesn't hurt. I'm fine, Ma.”
Xiao Wu's voice was drowned out by the woman's curse and a sharp scream of pain.
Given Mu Jingzhe's immense strength, only one push was needed to make the woman fall to the ground.
The fallen woman was in a sorry state and screamed furiously. “Mu Jingzhe, are you crazy? How dare you push me?! my dress!”
Mu Jingzhe ignored him and cleared Xiao Wu before looking up.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that this was Shao Qiyun, the youngest brother of Shao's brother, his only brother-in-law, and Zhao Lan's precious lover.
Shao Qiyun devoted herself to going to the city and marrying the rich man who lived there. Usually, he hated going home. It was unknown why he had suddenly returned today.
At the sight of her dirty dress, Shao Qiyun was furious. “This is a dress from the department store. Can you compensate me if you dirty or tear it?”
As he cursed, he saw Shao Zhong staring at him with a frown, his eyes filled with displeasure.
Traces of disgust flashed in his eyes. Without thinking, he attacked her. "What do you see? Mute stupid.”
Mu Jingzhe's gaze turned dark. “Shao Qiyun, watch your words. Xiao Wu was not mute. He can talk now.”
"Certainly? He's still stupid.”
Shao Qiyun looked at her dress in a very bad mood. “Nothing good happened when I met him. What a curse.”
“You came to my own house. I'm not saying that you're a curse, yet you're complaining? If anyone carries a curse, it's you. Do you understand?"
Thanks to his memories, he knew that his sister-in-law hated Xiao Wu the most at home. He hated her so much that he did not even want to glance at her.
Mu Jingzhe was very dissatisfied. After all, Xiao Wu was his nephew. How could he do this to her?