Mugui

Chapter 41
Soon, regular customers who bought cakes yesterday came back for a second visit.

Coupled with Yang Mu's hawking, it attracted the curiosity of many people.

Small stalls turned into a situation surrounded by people.

Yang Mu also didn't care if that Miss Jin was anorexic, so he immersed himself in his work.

Tasting, packing, and collecting money are all very busy.

In just over an hour, all the cakes were sold out.

Aunt Wonton cast an envious look, "Girl, you are amazing!"

She was counting on the sidelines, this little girl collected more than 4000 Wen in a short period of time, nearly five taels of silver!
It is several times more than she sells wontons all day long.

Yang Mu was grateful for his aunt's patronage of his business, and reciprocated. He also bought a catty of wontons from her and cooked soup at home.

Auntie Wonton laughed from ear to ear. She spent [-] Wen on cakes, but that girl spent [-] Wen on buying wontons!
Yang Mu was also very happy. It took more than two hours to sell out the cake yesterday, but it only took more than one hour to sell it today!

She hummed and went to the pharmacy.

Mu Dalang's body recovered too quickly, and the previous prescription could no longer be used, so he wrote a new prescription.

When Mu Dalang was writing the prescription, seeing Yang Mu's connotative eyes, he knew that she already knew the effects of the previous two prescriptions.

Yang Mu suppressed a smile, and did not tell Mu Dalang the pharmacy clerk's comment that "you are not good at husband".

Even so, the handsome Mr. Yazhai blushed.

There is only one prescription for this medicine now, so Yang Mu doesn't need to buy it separately from the pharmacy.

Things were done quickly, and she went to a clothing store.

Some time ago, when money was not very tight, she only bought clothes for Yang Shitou, so she was still wearing patched clothes, while Mu Dalang was always wearing wedding clothes.

He tore up the wedding dress before, and Yang Mu mended it for him.

It's just that the mending stitches are really unflattering, wrinkled and wrinkled, thanks to Mu Dalang who is always in bed and doesn't need to see anyone, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

But now that Mu Dalang can get out of bed, he has to buy two decent clothes.

She chose two clothes for herself, both of which were fiery red, and for Mu Dalang, two long gowns, one dark blue and one royal blue.

Since ancient times, red and blue have released CP!

Afterwards, Yang Mu went to the tea shop again, bought a catty of tea, and then returned to the village in a donkey cart.

The old lady Bao at the entrance of the village sat upright, and when she saw her coming back, she looked at her with burning eyes.

Yang Mu had no choice but to go over and share some wontons with her.

Before leaving, she whispered in Old Madam Bao's ear, "Ms. Bao, you have bird droppings on your head."

After successfully seeing Mrs. Bao's face stiff with embarrassment, Yang Mu held back a smile and walked away quickly.

The old lady Bao maintained a dignified sitting posture, looked around as if nothing had happened, and after confirming that there was no one there, she went back to her yard with lightning speed, and closed the yard door with a "bang".

Yang Mu passed by Carpenter Li's house and brought back the box and building blocks.

"elder sister!"

Xiao Douding, who was lying side by side with Qiuqiu in the yard to bask in her belly, became energetic in a second, fluttering her little arms, and "da da da" came to beg for a hug.

Yang Mu put the things in his hand on the ground, picked up his younger brother, and smacked his rosy cheek.

After this period of recuperation, the little one who was originally skinny and only had bones has started to grow flesh, and he looks very cute.

Yang Shitou was kissed and covered his face with his hands in embarrassment.

Now, even the chilblains on my hands are healed.

"Look what toy my sister made for you?" Yang Mu lured his younger brother to look at it with a funny face.

Little Douding's big eyes peeked through his fingers.

"Wow! Little wood!"

He instantly forgot what shyness was, and reached out to grab the small wood in the box.

Children have small hands and can grasp up to two building blocks at a time.

He has never played with this kind of toy, but the child seems to have a certain talent for these toys, and soon found the fun of building blocks.

At this moment, Qiuqiu finally moved over and raised his short arms towards Yang Mu, wanting to hug him too.

Who can bear this?
Yang Mu gave it a bear hug without hesitation.

Qiuqiu's small black eyes looked at Yang Mu with burning eyes.

That gaze seemed to say: I want to have the kisses that human cubs have!

Yang Mu looked at it amusedly, deliberately teasing it, but refused to kiss it.

As soon as Qiuqiu's small eyes rolled, if the mountain didn't come, it would be me, and I would go to the mountain!
It rubbed its chubby face in front of Yang Mu's, until it finally reached the corner of his mouth.

Qiuqiu: Success!hey-hey……

Then it becomes a mimosa.

Yang Mu is lost, this...

This guy has learned to kiss himself?

She laughed and moved Qiuqiu's chubby face.

When Mu Dalang heard Yang Shitou call his sister, he had already come out of the kitchen and witnessed the process of two kisses between Yang Shitou and Qiuqiu.

This scene under the sun made him forget the disaster he caused.

Yang Mu looked up, saw Mu Dalang, and was stunned.

Who is this person in front of me?

Mu Dalang didn't want to eat soft meals, so after he was able to walk on the ground, he thought about sharing some housework with Yang Mu.

The Chen family's father and son worked in the backyard. He didn't know how to build a house, so he couldn't help much, so he just looked for work in the front yard.

I found that the clothes were washed, the yard was swept, and the bamboo was chopped back, so there was nothing left to do.

Finally, Mu Dalang stared at the kitchen.

Yang Mu went to do business and had to cook when he came back.If he cooks the meal well, she can have a hot mouthful when she walks in.

Then he can be regarded as a little contribution to this family, so he can't be regarded as a soft eater, right?

He was burned in the barracks, so there was no pressure.

Everything is going well, Mu Dalang has a smug smile on his lips, it's not difficult at all!

So, what to cook?

He saw noodle urns, rice urns, eggs, spring bamboo shoots, dried fish...

Since it is the first time to cook, let's have a simple one!
He put the rice into the cauldron, thought for a while, and added a handful of noodles.

The eggs were bought by Yang Mu early in the morning to make cakes, a whole urn.

Mu Dalang calculated that there were seven people in the family, so he took seven eggs and threw them directly into the cauldron.

Three were broken, and four were whole.

After thinking about it, Mu Dalang grabbed a handful of spring bamboo shoots and threw them into the big iron pot.

Looking at the strange food in the pot, Mu Dalang wondered, how did this mess become a dish?

Trying to recall, he has indeed never seen anyone cook, but he has seen Yang Mu stir back and forth with a shovel from afar.

So he also took a shovel to stir fry.

After frying twice, the eggs were all broken.

Egg shells and egg liquid are mixed together to coat the rice noodles and spring bamboo shoots.

When Mu Dalang was trying to squeeze out the egg shell with a dark face, the firewood was too hot and the rice was popped into popcorn.

Mu Dalang flew the shovel in his hand, blocking the popcorn hidden weapon.

There was less water in the pot, and after a while, the iron pot burned through.

"Bang Dang!" A large pot of things fell into the firewood.

A great flame went up and burned his clothes.

While he was busy trying to put out the fire, the popcorn flew around in flames.

The Martian fell into the oil tank beside it.

He had no choice but to rescue the oil tank again...

As soon as the oil tank was covered, Yang Mu came back.

So, Mu Chiruanfan Dalang ran out in panic.

Now Mu Dalang's handsome face is blackened by the smoke, and he can't see his true colors; his hair is messy, with some popcorn stained on it;

Yang Mu recognized it for a while before he recognized that it was his father-in-law.

The main reason is that the thin and strong waist is the only one she has seen in her life. Even if Mu Dalang's face is scratched, as long as the waist is still there, she can recognize it.

She blinked and asked in surprise, "You...are you bombed?"

Mu Dalang was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the stupid thing he did, his blackened face was slightly red, and he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I wanted to share some for you..."

Seeing him pointing at the stove, Yang Mu had a bad feeling in his heart.

When she saw the messy stove house, she was in a bad mood.

Rice noodles all over the floor, an iron pot with the bottom burnt, and what is in the small pot beside it?
egg?Rice noodles?Egg shells?
There were black lines on Yang Mu's face.

How could it be that Mu Dalang was blown up, he was obviously the one who blown up the Stove Lord!

Mu Dalang also knew that he had caused trouble, so he sneaked in silently, wanting to clean it up, but he didn't know where to start.

Yang Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Dalang.

Mu Dalang didn't look at her, but lowered his head and waited for the scolding, the slender fingers hanging down to the side, twirling the corner of his clothes helplessly, and the toes in the shoes were so embarrassing that they could pick out a courtyard.

Yang Mu's eyes swept over Mu Dalang's waist, where the clothes were burned, revealing a small piece of white and tender skin.

Yang Mu sighed, restraining the violence in his eyes.

After all, he wanted to share the housework for himself, and he had a good intention. For the sake of his hard work, I forgive him.

I will never admit that I am greedy for his body!

(End of this chapter)