Mugui

Chapter 38 If You Were Qin Mu
So, after Yang Mu packed up the bowls and chopsticks, he carried the ball into the Westinghouse.

Mu Dalang was engrossed in writing "Mu Gui", when he saw her coming in, he said calmly, "How is the business this morning?"

Speaking of this, Yang Mu was very happy, and said happily, "How much money do you think I earned?"

Mu Dalang looked up at her happy face, sighed secretly, and said, "Four taels or five taels?"

If you eat other people's food, drink other people's food, and live in other people's food, how can you have the right to show your temper?Isn't it just a piece of cake?Just don't care about her.

But, why not give him cake?

Forget it, he is a softie!

But what happened to the soft rice?Don't you deserve to have a cake?

Mu Dalang had various conflicts in his mind.

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "Four, two, five is more money!"

She looked at Mu Dalang with big black eyes, with obvious expectations.

Mu Dalang smelled the girl's fragrance with the tip of his nose, and seeing the girl's bright smile, he had long forgotten about the cake.

While the girl was waiting with her face full of "Praise me", she finally heard the compliment.

"not bad!"

"Haha!" Yang Mu was delighted.

When he saw the young man in white in the morning, Yang Mu still felt that the young man in white had a more refined appearance, but now he saw Mu Dalang, he realized that it was Mu Dalang's cheeks that were tougher and more flavorful.

The desire to eat him became stronger, what should I do?
Mu Dalang didn't know what Yang Mu was thinking, he just ended his own notebook, then pointed to the words on it, and began to teach each word.

In Yang Mu's view, this is a storybook that borrows part of the original owner's story. Art comes from life.

The heroine Qin Mu in the book was originally a concubine from the Huguo Duke's Mansion, but later went to a Taoist temple to recuperate because of illness.

In the end, the nanny who followed her was a money-savvy and daring woman who sold the little master to Ren Yazi.

The little girl Qin Mu was sold around by human teeth, and finally settled down in a mountain village.

What happened in the village was the same as the original owner, being bullied.

Later, after Qin Mu's adoptive mother passed away, she seemed to be a different person. She suddenly became tough and separated.

Once, when Qin Mu went to the county seat, he met a suave and suave young man. The young man recognized and informed the heroine of her identity by virtue of the small gourd worn by the heroine.

The hostess finally took the adoptive mother's son, followed the son to the capital, returned to the Duke's Mansion to recognize her ancestors and returned to her clan, and became a veritable young lady of an aristocratic family.

Mu Dalang looked into Yang Mu's eyes and asked seriously: "If you were Qin Mu, would you go back to Beijing?"

Yang Mu thought for a while, and said, "Yes. After all, the capital is more prosperous and more convenient. Moreover, the capital has the best education. Shitou is three years old, so he should be enlightened."

Who would want to work from dawn to dusk to make a living when they can live a life of rich clothes and fine food?
Mu Dalang's ancient well-like eyes lit up, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

At this moment, he still doesn't know why he cares about whether this girl will return to Beijing, let alone why he feels inexplicably happy when he hears that girl wants to return to Beijing.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu with deep eyes, and said persuasively, "Haven't you ever thought about whether your parents, like Qin Mu, are high officials?"

Stimulated by Mu Dalang's words, Yang Mu was stunned, and suddenly his only childhood memory came back.

It was a sea of ​​colorful chrysanthemums.

In the sea of ​​flowers, there is a swing frame with a little girl sitting on it.

In the elegant fragrance of chrysanthemums, the silver bell-like laughter of a little girl can be heard from time to time.

"An Qing, go higher, go higher!"

……

Yang Mu tried hard to see the girl's face clearly, but because the time was too long, he couldn't remember it.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu in a daze with burning eyes, did she remember something?

Yang Mu slowly came back to his senses, looked at Mu Dalang's expression, smiled wryly, and said, "Maybe my parents are flower sellers."

They still sell chrysanthemums.

Mu Dalang took a breath indiscriminately. Maybe it was the first time that the son of God of War was called a flower seller?
He wanted to induce Yang Mu's memory again, but Yang Mu stood up and said, "I'm going to find Carpenter Li, you look at the stone."

Now that Mu Dalang can walk around on the ground, he can naturally watch the children.

Yang Mu sold a box in the morning, so he had to go to Carpenter Li to make another one.

Seeing the pile of wood waste in Carpenter Li's yard, she had an idea and rubbed Carpenter Li's tools to make a set of building blocks for Yang Shitou.

Yang Mu was varnishing the building blocks while thinking.

This kid doesn't have anything to play every day. He just hangs out with Qiuqiu, which is not a solution. He has been lying with Qiuqiu to sunbathe his belly at noon today.

No, I have to find a school and send Xiao Douding to Kaimeng.

Otherwise, this child should learn the "beep and beep" stunt of Qiuqiu.

The varnish needs to dry for a few days, so Yang Mu came back from Carpenter Li's house.

At the gate of the courtyard, I met the big black dog of the old Yang family who was wandering around the gate.

Since the separation, the big black dog would come to see her and Shitou from time to time, and grab a meal by the way.

Yang Mu opened the courtyard door and let the big black dog into the courtyard.

The big black dog found his own exclusive bowl outside the stove house with ease. There was already a steamed bun and a few bones in the bowl.

The big black dog ate, wagged its big tail, went to play with Yang Shitou for a while, then went to greet Mu Dalang, completed all the punch cards for today, and left contentedly.

Yang Mu had already cooked in the kitchen, and when it was time for dinner in the evening, Carpenter Li brought his son and repaired the bed in the east room together.

Yang Mu looked at the brand new bed with some regret, tsk, I can't rub against Westinghouse anymore.

What year and month can Mu Dalang be eaten?

The three of them ate, locked the courtyard door, and went to sleep.

Over there, Mr. Chen was holding a job assignment meeting for his three sons.

"Our side is here, seal up the roof of the backyard tomorrow morning, remember to press the red cloth under the beam!"

The youngest son asked, "Father, which one should you press?"

They have many pieces of red cloth, big, small, new, old...

If the employer has money, buy a big new red cloth, if the money is not tight, buy a small old red cloth.

In fact, the so-called old red cloth is not used, but the color has faded after a few years.

Father Chen knocked his young son on the head with a cigarette pipe and pot, and reprimanded him: "Which one do you want to use? Of course it is a new one! How much meat did Mu girl eat for us? Why are you so heartless?"

As he spoke, he wanted to knock on his younger son again.

The eldest son hurriedly stopped him and said, "Father, don't be angry, the third brother speaks faster than his heart."

Father Chen was puzzled, and knocked his son again before continuing to assign work.

"Seeing that it's the rainy season, cover the roof of the toilet so that your feet don't slip and fall into the pit."

The eldest son interjected, "There is also the small firewood shed next to the stove house without a roof. If it comes to the rainy season, the firewood will be wet."

Father Chen was very satisfied with his eldest son, he nodded quickly and said, "Yes, that's right, cover the firewood room too."

He pointed to his youngest son, "Tomorrow you go to cut the thatch and tie it into a straw mat roof."

The youngest son was not happy, "It's okay, let me practice building the roof this time!" He is the youngest, and he has only been doing masonry work for two years, and he can't calculate the bricks and angles for building the roof.

Father Chen knocked on him again, and said, "Girl Mu is a good girl, we have to cover her well, so you don't want to join us, let you do it next time."

The youngest son opened his mouth, feeling that his father was right.

Although he doesn't know how to build a roof, he is good at weaving straw mat ceilings.

For Miss Yang's sake, he will make a thick roof for her tomorrow.

The roof of other people's houses has six floors, but he tied nine floors for Miss Yang, so it will never leak!

Father Chen also told his sons to work lightly and not to break the bricks and tiles tomorrow.

Xiaohui made a cup of tea, then the meeting ended, and each went to bed.

Not long after, the yard was filled with the sound of snoring that had begun to rise and fall.

The old Yang's family next door also fell asleep one after another.

Lai lay on the bed and dozed off. After her husband Yang Nan fell asleep, she suddenly opened her eyes.

　Chinese New Year is coming soon~~
　　On New Year's Eve, shall we have more?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)