Mugui

Chapter 20

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows, hey, news sabotage?

"Da Lang, you are a useful person, a pure person, a person who is out of vulgar interests..."

"Da Lang, the most important thing to be a human being is to be happy, to make money, are you happy?"

"As long as you are willing to write, I will give you a tenth of the money, how about it?"

"Or, do you not like these two stories? How about we write "Stories I Have to Tell Mr. Yazhai"?"

Mu Dalang didn't show his head. Compared with the previous two stories, he felt that the latter one was even more unreliable.

……

After a quarter of an hour, Yang Mu looked at the motionless quilt and almost lost his patience. He took a deep breath and made the last effort.

If Mu Dalang still disagrees, she can only find a poor scholar to cooperate with.

Yang Mu stared at the quilt.

"Da Lang, our family can't afford medicine anymore..."

After a while, Mu Dalang clenched his fists and mumbled under the quilt: "I'll write!"

Yang Mu's eyes lit up. It's not good to paint a picture of emotion, you have to coerce and lure!

Da Lang, so you are such a Da Lang!

That night, Mu Dalang was threatened by Yang Mu's broken medicine, and he wrote the script until midnight.

The light reflects the silhouettes of young men and women, projected on the dilapidated window lattice, inexplicably warm.

As for Lao Yang's family, there is no warmth.

The more Mrs. Zhao thought about it, the angrier she felt, and felt that the reason why today's incident happened like this was because her husband and his ex-wife gave birth to Yang Dong, a short-lived ghost.

None of this would have happened without Yang Dong.

So Mrs. Zhao lost her temper with Yang New Year's Eve for a long time, even forbidding her husband to eat dinner.

Yang New Year's Eve was scolded by his daughter-in-law from afternoon to night. He was so depressed that he rummaged through the box and took out the wine that he hadn't been willing to drink during the New Year.

Ding lay on the bed tossing and turning, thinking about how to make that lazy Lai work in the future.It must not be like today, where you cook and wash dishes by yourself.

Yang Ershan had a nightmare all night. He dreamed that today the academy knew about his grandmother's shameful betrayal of Yang Mu and kicked him out of the academy.

Yang Caixia's mind was full of how Mu Dalang's face turned red when he was carried out by the door, secretly hating why Mu Dalang was not her man.

Lying on her extra-large bed, Mrs. Lai thought of the ten taels of silver stolen from the old Yang family by Yang Mu, and thought of a way to steal it back.

On the other hand, Yang Nan is used to solving problems violently. Today, he had nowhere to vent his anger that he had held back all day. He stole a chicken at home in the middle of the night, went to a place where there was no one in the back mountain, plucked the chicken alive, and twisted its neck. I feel more relaxed.

After Yang Dashan fell asleep, his brows were also tightly frowned. Without the eldest brother and sister, will he be required to plant the family's land in the future?He hates farming the most!
The whole family only Yang Xi, who had a broken hand, drank sleep-promoting ingredients in the medicine, and slept until dawn.

……

On the second day, Yang Mu got up early to make breakfast.

A pot of thick rice porridge, topped with fragrant wild mushrooms and crisp pickled radish, sprinkled with a handful of shrimp.

As usual, she divided Tiantian water into three portions and divided them among the three bowls of porridge.

The child woke up early, and Yang Shitou washed his face with the warm water his sister had mixed with the messy chicken nest.

Yang Mu smeared frostbite ointment on his little hands, and combed his hair with two small combs.

Mrs. Zhu came early, and it was agreed last night that when Yang Mu went up the mountain in the morning, she would come to watch Yang Shitou.

In fact, Yang Shitou is an obedient child, very good-looking.

Yang Mu also served a bowl of porridge for sister-in-law Zhu. Sister-in-law Zhu ate a bowl of sweet potato porridge at home, so she shook her hand and said no.

After Yang Mu left, Mrs. Zhu smelled the rich aroma of the rice porridge, looked at Yang Shitou who was "hululu" eating the porridge, and swallowed.

Three seconds later, Mrs. Zhu put the needlework in her hand on the table, but she still couldn't resist the temptation of porridge, and ate a small bowl with a blushing face.

After Yang Shitou finished his porridge, he burped and said, "I'm full again!"

Sister-in-law Zhu took his bowl with a smile and got up to wash the dishes.

She didn't go in the Westinghouse, Mu Dalang's bowl, let's wait for Yang Mu to collect it himself.

This kitchen has only one ceiling, if it is windy and rainy, cooking will be a pain.

Mrs. Zhu thought that there seemed to be two broken mats in the house, and wondered if it was possible to surround this small kitchen.

Just thinking about it, Aunt Wang came over with two eggs.

Yang Shitou was very hospitable, leaving the panda behind, ran over on short legs, took Aunt Wang's hand, and walked towards the fire, saying in a childlike voice, "Auntie, let's (eat) porridge!"

Aunt Wang can't laugh or cry, this child is so likable!
Sister-in-law Zhu washed the dishes and talked about wrapping Yang Mu's kitchen with mats from home.

Aunt Wang looked at the rice grains on the corner of her daughter-in-law's mouth, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Have you eaten other people's porridge?"

Sister-in-law Zhu's cheeks flushed when she was told, she lowered her head, and silently wiped off the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, her embarrassing toes could pick out an old Yang's yard.

Aunt Wang reprimanded: "It's not that our family didn't give you breakfast, how can you eat Mu girl's breakfast? Mu girl is so pitiful after the separation, it's so hard for Mu girl to be a good husband, and a little bit of a stone." ..."

Yang Shitou grabbed Aunt Wang's clothes, still urging, "Auntie, (eat) porridge!"

Aunt Wang rubbed Yang Shitou's little face, then turned her head and continued to reprimand her daughter-in-law.

Yang Shitou stepped on a small bench to reach the porridge bowl by the stove.

The bowl was covered with a plate, and as soon as Yang Shitou opened the plate, the fragrance spread instantly.

When Aunt Wang smelled the fragrance, she was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes drifted away.

Snow-white rice porridge, tender yellow spring bamboo shoots, translucent diced radish, light brown wild mushrooms, and pink shrimp...

Yang Shitou turned to look at Aunt Wang with anticipation on his face.

"This time (eat) porridge!"

Aunt Wang swallowed, and said, "Auntie, don't you want to eat?"

He picked up the bowl honestly, and took a sip of it.

Sister-in-law Zhu who was reprimanded just now: "..."

"Why is this porridge so delicious? Daughter-in-law, how do you think Mu girl made it?"

Aunt Wang took a spoon and took one bite after another, unable to stop at all.

Sister-in-law Zhu looked at the sky in embarrassment. It seemed that the sun was about to rise today, and the cold spring was about to pass.

"Hululu, Hululu..." the sound of Aunt Wang eating porridge.

Sister-in-law Zhu looked at the ground, um, the grass was not cleaned up yesterday, and it will be cleaned up later.

"Snort, snort..."

Aunt Wang quickly ate up a bowl of porridge.

Mrs. Zhu grabbed the bowl and went to wash it.

Aunt Wang didn't realize until then, what did she do?
"That... I'll go back and get the mat!"

Aunt Wang strategically avoided embarrassment.

……

Yang Mu didn't know the embarrassing scene at home, she came up the mountain with a hoe today.

She found a place where almost no one would set foot, rolled up her sleeves and started digging traps.

You can't sell much money just by fishing.

If you want to hunt large animals, you have to dig traps.

With great strength, she quickly dug a two-person trap, and then inserted the sharpened bamboo into the soil, and the simple trap was ready.

Afterwards, Yang Mu climbed over the top of the mountain with a hoe on his shoulder, and went to the other side of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)