noffsinger Chapter 440 Thatched Cottage
Chapter 440 Thatched Cottage
Mr. Mo Shen's thatched cottage is located on a small hill behind Bailu College.
Go out from the back door of the academy, walk through a quiet and peaceful mountain forest, and you will arrive in about a quarter of an hour.
From a distance, the thatched cottage is surrounded by lush trees and seems a bit simple, making people feel that it is not suitable for the residence of a world-famous scholar.
As you get closer, you can see that the hut is made of bamboo and thatch. There is a small open space in front of the house, covered with green spinach.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Mo Shen, at such an old age, still grows vegetables himself. It's really interesting!"
Just as Luo Xiaoran finished praising, she saw a young man walk out of the thatched cottage. He jumped to the spinach field with a few hops, picked a few small spinach leaves, and jumped back into the house.
"Who is this?"
"This is the person who grows vegetables that Miss Luo mentioned."
Meeting Mo Qing's subtle gaze, Luo Xiaoran felt a little embarrassed.
I wanted to praise his teacher in front of Mo Qing, but I ended up flattering him in the wrong way.
Yes, for an eighty-year-old man, how well must he take care of his body so as not to be delayed from working in the fields?
He must have someone serving and taking care of him. I guess that young man is the one who takes care of Mr. Mo Shen.
"Okay, I'll take you here. Miss Luo, go find the teacher inside by yourself!"
After saying that, Mo Qing turned and left without any hesitation.
"Hey--"
Luo Xiaoran wanted to call him, “We’re already at the thatched cottage, don’t you want to go in and see the teacher?”
As a result, Mo Qing's feet seemed to be equipped with Hot Wheels, and he walked away in a flash.
A strange feeling arose in Luo Xiaoran's heart. She shook her head to drive away the feeling, then walked towards the thatched cottage.
"Luo Xiaoran comes to meet Mr. Mo Shen." Luo Xiaoran stopped in front of the thatched cottage and bowed.
"Come in."
It was a young voice, probably the young man who was pulling the spinach just now.
When you enter the thatched cottage, the first thing that catches your eye is a bamboo desk, on which are placed writing brushes, inkstones, and several books.
Next to the desk is a wooden chair with an exquisitely carved pattern on the back.
"You came so early, have you had breakfast?"
The young man just walked out from the side room, holding a small spinach in his hand. He waved it in front of Luo Xiaoran. His big hand was covered with a little mud and his joints were clearly visible.
Luo Xiaoran then saw the young man's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but be amazed. She secretly sighed that he was worthy of being a close servant of Mr. Mo Shen, and he was so handsome... on par with Chen Ji.
It’s just that they are not the same type of handsome guys.
Chen Ji grew up fighting on the battlefield, and gives people the impression of being calm and majestic, while this young man makes Luo Xiaoran feel gentle and... a little mature?
There was no one in the room, and the young man was making breakfast. Luo Xiaoran guessed that Mr. Mo Shen had not gotten up yet.
"I have already had breakfast. You can arrange the gentleman's daily life as usual. I'll wait outside." After saying this, he turned around and walked out.
"and many more!"
The young man called Luo Xiaoran, a hint of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes, and he muttered something to himself, but Luo Xiaoran didn't hear it clearly.
"I want to go down there, please help me light the fire!"
Although Luo Xiaoran felt a little puzzled, she did not refuse.
She secretly thought that after Mo Shen ate the noodles she cooked, he would probably consider going back to Kyoto with her, right?
Luo Xiaoran skillfully lit the soft firewood that was easy to ignite, and waited for the fire in the stove to get bigger before adding the chopped wood.
After the wood is burning, just put more wood into the stove one by one when it is about to burn out.
There was water in the iron pot on the stove. When the water boiled, the young man put the noodles he had stretched himself into the pot.
When the noodles are almost cooked, add the washed spinach, cook for a while, add salt and serve.
When the lid of the pot was opened, a cloud of white steam came out. The young man scooped a bowl of noodles and left.
Luo Xiaoran thought that he must be delivering the noodles to Mr. Mo Shen in the inner room, so after washing her hands in the kitchen, she wanted to go back to the hall she had just entered and wait.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived in the hall, I saw that the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk had been pushed aside, and the bowl of noodles was placed on the empty space. The young man was sitting on the chair with exquisite patterns engraved on it, eating slowly.
Luo Xiaoran: ???
Could this young man be Mr. Mo Shen’s grandson or great-grandson?
At the very least, Mr. Mo Shen loved him as a junior, otherwise, it would be difficult for her to understand his current behavior!
"There are no extra chairs here. You can use the stool in the kitchen to sit on," said the young man.
When Luo Xiaoran entered the room, she indeed only found one chair. She felt it was a little strange at the time, but she didn't think much about it.
Since the young man asked her to get a stool to sit on, she didn't want to bother standing all the time. She quickly took the stool in front of the stove, placed it on the hay mat in the middle of the room, and sat down.
My feet stepped on the hay mat, which was soft and comfortable, but a little cold.
Luo Xiaoran was a little puzzled. There seemed to be no heating design in this room. She really didn't know how Mr. Mo Shen managed to survive the winter at such an old age. Could it be that he was practicing hard?
Was penance the reason he had lived so long?
Luo Xiaoran was thinking about all sorts of things while the young man finished his noodles.
He wiped the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly.
"I can't go to Kyoto with you."