C5 He Was Barely Able to Keep Him Here

Madam Qian grabbed the jade pendant with a greedy glow on her face. "Yo, this is a rare item. Qiu'er, where did you pick it up?"

"The jade pendant fell from this man's body and was picked up by me." Soong Qiu'er hesitated for a moment before she continued, "But I'm not sure about his identity, so I brought him back."

"What other identity could he have?" Madam Qian bent down to poke at the man a few times with a look of disdain on her face, "From the clothes he wore, you can tell that he's not some rich man. He might have stolen some master's jade pendant and was injured by you after being chased all the way by master."

She caressed the man's muscles and nodded in satisfaction: "Anyway, this jade pendant is enough for him to stay in our Soong Family for a while. If you really want to keep it, then leave him here."

As soon as Madam Qian finished her sentence, the man let out a soft moan and slowly opened his eyes.

His pair of eyes flickered like stars, sparkling in the dark night. Even if his face was covered in dust, it would still be difficult to cover up his pair of pearls.

Suddenly, a layer of blush appeared on Soong Qiu'er's face for some unknown reason. She turned her head away, not wanting to meet his gaze. In the end, the man suddenly threw himself at her, hugging her and even nuzzling her hair.

"What are you doing!" Soong Qiu'er was surprised. After staring blankly for a while, she wanted to push the person in front of her away, but the person in front of her was really tall.

Soong Dazhuang rushed forward to pull them apart, but the man shook his head like a child and refused to let go of Soong Qiu'er.

"You … "Who are you?" Madam Qian pushed Soong Qiu'er away and glanced at the man a few times. "What's your name?"

The man seemed to have lost his memory as he scratched his hairy head. His eyebrows knitted together as he said, "Woo-wood-what? I forgot."

His back was straight and his eyes were bright. Even the coarse hemp clothes could not hide his noble aura, but Madam Qian could not see through him, "Then you should call me Ah Mu. You should also go live in the woodshed. Tomorrow, go chop wood for me."

After Madam Qian finished speaking, she pulled Soong Bao'er into the room. Soong Bao'er was still looking curiously at Ah Mu, which made Madam Qian unhappy.

After the farce ended, Soong Dazhuang sighed deeply and walked into the house without saying anything. There were only Ah Mu and Soong Qiu'er left in the yard. Seeing the silver that fell into Madam Qian's hands, Soong Qiu'er stomped her foot in indignation and looked at Ah Mu.

Ah Mu stared at Soong Qiu'er with his clear eyes. There was a natural smile at the corner of his mouth, his hair was messy, his hair was fluffy, and he was tall and big.

Sighing, Soong Qiu'er stretched out her hand to wipe Ah Mu's hair. Unexpectedly, Ah Mu directly bent down and rubbed his head against Soong Qiu'er's palm.

A warm feeling spread from her palm all the way to her heart. Soong Qiu'er blushed and ruthlessly rubbed Ah Mu's hair. Ah Mu let Soong Qiu'er rub his hair without any resistance.

Soong Qiu'er's depression seemed to disappear along with Ah Mu's awakening. She took Ah Mu to the woodshed to settle him down and changed the medicine on his body. She then took out some herbs from her small cloth pocket to hide in the innermost straw stack before patting her hands in satisfaction.

Seeing how bright the stars were in the sky, it must be a sunny day tomorrow. Ah Mu rolled on the clean straw a few times before lying on his side beside Soong Qiu'er, wanting to hug her.

Soong Qiu'er pushed Ah Mu away without any hesitation and threw the old mattress onto his body. Then she curled up in a corner and fell asleep.

The next morning, Soong Qiu'er was awakened by the sunlight. When she opened her eyes, she found that there was a pair of hands on her waist. She looked behind her vigilantly, only to see an unprepared sleeping face.

Ah Mu was woken up by Soong Qiu'er's actions. He slowly opened his eyes with a confused look on his face.

Soong Qiu'er got up snappily, ignoring Ah Mu, but saw that the mattress was on her and Ah Mu's back was cold. He suddenly understood something, lowered his head and muttered "fool" before walking out of the door.

At the entrance of the firewood house, there was a pile of tree stumps, two saws and a dustpan. Ah Mu went up to pick up the wooden saws, but he didn't seem to understand their use.

When they finally got to Ah Mu's church, Ah Mu had to squat on a small stool and cut down some firewood. He had a lot of strength, so after a while, he chopped out piles of firewood. Soong Qiu'er also picked up a dustpan and spread the herbs in the room to dry.

After finally getting everything ready, Soong Qiu'er heaved a sigh of relief. Ah Mu also put aside the stack of firewood that Madam Qian gave him and stared at Soong Qiu'er.

They looked at each other, Soong Qiu'er hung the quilt to dry, patted off the dust, then went up and asked Ah Mu to pick up the firewood. She picked up some herself and was about to send it to the stove, but she heard a hubbub in the yard.