Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 28: Chapter 16: Watch My Husband Collect Money_2

Han Qiu’s cold lips twitched involuntarily, truly nothing her ladyship dared not say.

“I apologize, dear guest, my granddaughter is short-sighted, here is the bean curd you ordered.” The old woman, busy at the stove, heard this and hurriedly came over to take the tray from her granddaughter’s hands, placing bowls of bean curd in front of the guests one by one. When it was Zhou Mu’s turn, she also paused, her hand shook, and the bean curd seemed about to spill out.

Gu Changsheng’s quick reflexes saved the trembling bowl, and as he looked at the old woman, he realized that even at the age of sixty or seventy, she could still be stunned by a handsome man. He glared at Zhou Mu unsatisfiedly and resentfully set the bowl down in front of him, unable to resist muttering, “What an evildoer! A disaster! Preying on both the old and the young!”

Bean Curd Granny, of course, heard her words and retreated with a flushed old face, truly lacking self-control! But then again, that fellow did have good looks; she had lived for most of her life and had never come across someone so handsome.

Gu Changsheng paid no mind to the naked stares from those around, eating what she should eat, drinking what she should drink, not like they were looking at her anyway.

“Mommy, are you going to make Uncle Wood my daddy?” Little Meat Bun asked, his mouth full of bean curd, his words unclear.

“Cough cough…” Gu Changsheng, who choked on her breath, truly coughed this time, hitting her chest and looking at her precious son with a face full of shock.

But Little Meat Bun Gu Ze wasn’t looking at her; instead, he turned to Zhou Mu and asked, “Uncle Wood, do you have silver?”

“No,” Zhou Mu replied decisively as he looked up.

Thank goodness, no need to explain herself, Gu Changsheng sighed with relief.

“Then what to do, my mommy loves silver the most, if you don’t have any, she won’t fancy you.” Little Meat Bun chewed on his spoon, his face full of annoyance. Although Uncle Wood was a bit cold, he was good looking, and he liked looking at him a lot.

“Cough cough cough cough…” Gu Changsheng coughed even more fiercely this time, Xiao Cui hurried forward to help her catch her breath, while Han Qiu passed her a cup of tea, Gu Changsheng looking at her son with a reproachful expression, is this how one talks about their own mother? Where did she go wrong in teaching him?

Before she could catch her old breath, a cold voice came from across the table.

“I have some at home, a lot!”

Little Meat Bun was satisfied, his sharp little teeth disappearing as he smiled.

“Cough cough cough…” Having coughed several times before stabilizing, Gu Changsheng picked up the tea cup and drank two hefty sips, looked across at Zhou Mu who still had that icy, indifferent, unreadable look, and her temper flared!

She slammed her hands down on the table and bellowed at the people who were staring at Zhou Mu, “What are you looking at, keep looking and I’ll charge you!”

The crowd: “…”

Even Zhou Mu looked at her incredulously.

The bystanders withdrew their gazes in panic, thinking what a fierce lady, such a waste for such a handsome lad.

It was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.

As the cow dung, Gu Changsheng certainly understood the pity in their expressions and was about to march over in a rage, sleeves rolled up, but was held back by Han Qiu and Xiao Cui, one on each side.

“My lady, calm down, calm down, we’re in the middle of the street and everyone’s watching.” Xiao Cui was really about to cry, truly, it was so embarrassing!

“My lady, please continue with your bean curd.”

As he took the bean curd Han Qiu pushed over, Gu Changsheng felt very aggrieved and shot Zhou Mu an angry glare, “Evildoer!”

The “evildoer” he mentioned, however, was completely unconcerned and gracefully scooped a spoonful of bean curd into his mouth.

The movements were indescribably elegant, as if what laid before him wasn’t half a wen money worth of bean curd but rather a delicacy from an imperial banquet at the Imperial Palace.

His lips, tinged a delicate red, puckered slightly, adorned with a dot of white from the bean curd, irresistibly seductive. As the bean curd slid down his throat, Gu Changsheng found himself involuntarily swallowing, utterly soul-dissolving…

I really want to throw myself at him!

“Mommy, Uncle Wood said he has a lot of silver, maybe we can consider it.”

Gu Changsheng was brought back to her senses in an instant, forgetting all about the soul-dissolving experience and turned to look at her son, her face a picture of surprise and uncertainty, “Son, how could you have such thoughts?”

Isn’t it terrifying?

“Isn’t it you who said, since your son has no daddy, among the boys in the world, those who are handsome and have loads of silver, we should be picky?” Little Meat Bun continued to bite his spoon, a confused expression on his face. Could he have remembered it wrong?

Had she really said such a thing? Did she? It seemed like, yes, she had.

Gu Changsheng covered her face, it was truly too embarrassing! How could she say such an insane thing? Did her son’s memory have to be that good?

“My lady, you will lead the Young Master astray!” Xiao Cui was very certain in her disapproval; at this rate, the Young Master would sooner or later be led astray and grow into what the “crooked tree” her lady had described.

Zhou Mu adjusted his stance, leisurely enjoying the show, though his face still bore an icy aloofness.

“Son, while it’s true what I said, we still have to be selective about people.” Gu Changsheng pulled her son onto her lap, knowing how critical a child’s worldview is, she had to properly guide him, lest he grows up misguided.

In fact, in the eyes of Han Qiu and Xiao Cui, the Young Master was already being led astray.

“My son, silver is certainly indispensable, but as for being handsome…” Gu Changsheng glanced at Zhou Mu’s enigmatic handsome face, which was just too hateable, “if they look like your Uncle Wood, that’s absolutely unacceptable.”

“Why not?” Little Meat Bun asked, puzzled, furrowing his brows. He quite liked Uncle Wood, picking him as a daddy didn’t seem too bad.

“Your Uncle Wood is too eye-catching. Having someone like that as a daddy will bring you a first, a second, a third… countless number of stepmothers. Do you still want him?” Gu Changsheng narrowed her eyes, a slightly wicked thought crossed her mind. With such looks, even without trying, there surely would be countless women throwing themselves at him, and even she herself couldn’t resist wanting to pounce on him and devour him, far too unsafe!

“No!” Little Meat Bun replied decisively. Mommy said stepparents are like tigers, they hit children, scold them, and don’t feed them; only mommy is the real deal, he didn’t want a stepmom.

“Good boy…” Gu Changsheng glanced at the face across from her, which was growing as dark as the bottom of a pot, and smiled with particular satisfaction. She had finally vented this long-held frustration…