My husband is actually not good enough

Mu Dalang choked, his earlobes instantly turned red, and he looked at Yang Mu angrily.

Didn't I do that just to make Yang Caixia angry?

Who told you to just watch the show at the door and not come in? If I don’t call you Niangzi, could I still call you Miss Yang?

Yang Mu watched in amusement as he turned away angrily and ignored her, feeling very happy.

This guy just had a venomous tongue, but he's actually a shy kid at heart?

Haha, that’s really interesting.

After Yang Mu prepared the medicine and Mu Dalang once again enjoyed the treatment of "Da Lang, take the medicine", the sky turned completely dark.

There was no entertainment in the countryside, and people went to bed early to save oil lamps.

It wasn't until the oil lamp in the small room in the backyard went out that Lai reluctantly came into the backyard.

Yesterday it was Mrs. Ding who cooked, and today it is her turn.

She originally didn't want to cook because her hand was injured, but Mrs. Ding was so weird that she went to the square to gossip before the meal was served, so she had to cook.

She tiptoed into the kitchen, and then found to her annoyance that the room was filled with the smell of meat, but there was no trace of meat foam!

Yang Mu really didn’t leave any broth for them!

Even the big black dog ate the bones!

In their front yard, they could only smell it and swallow their saliva!

Lai rolled his eyes and remembered that the loser had caught three chickens today.

Dafang ate one and gave one to Blind Zhou's family. There is another one tied up in the yard.

With bright eyes, she bent down and walked out of the kitchen, approaching the window of the hut.

Sure enough, there was a fat and big pheasant lying on the ground!

Lai looked around and found that the big black dog and the iron-eating beast had gone to sleep in the house. This was a blessing from God!

"Kekeke..." Pheasant saw a large group of humans with evil intentions.

Lai's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to grab the pheasant's claws. Hehe, I want to eat roast chicken too!

"Get out!" Yang Mu jumped out of the window and put his foot on Lai's butt.

Lai rolled to the ground with a "Ouch" sound.

Her body was too round and she couldn't stop the inertia. She rolled to the threshold of the middle door and stopped suddenly.

Yang Mu snorted coldly, carried the pheasant into the house, and closed the door with a bang.

Mu Dalang watched the girl's silhouette climb up the bed from his feet, over him and the snoring Yang Shitou, and lay on the innermost side. After thinking about it, he finally said: "Continuing like this is not a long-term solution."

He wanted to persuade Yang Mu to split up the family, but splitting up the family was a big deal and it was not easy for him, an outsider, to speak out.

Yang Mu wrapped himself in quilt, sleepiness came over him, and he said in a daze: "Separate the family."

Mu Dalang nodded hurriedly and said: "If you work too hard, I can also make some money for the family..."

Mu Dalang was interrupted by the sound of even breathing, and then smiled bitterly. It was too late for him to hide his identity now, so how could he make a living?

Why don't you ask where I can copy books?

Or if someone has a wedding or wedding, he should keep an account?

For the first time in his life, Mu Dalang was worried about his livelihood.

He wanted to make more money and get out of the "low-income" category, but now he couldn't lift his hands or lift his shoulders, and it seemed he couldn't do anything except write.

That night, Mu Dalang's whole body was filled with the aura of "I'm so worried about death".

On the second day, before daybreak, Yang Mu got up.

The panda was isolated with the bamboo all night, chewing on the big cabinet out of boredom.

Yang Mu looked at the only cabinet in the house that the panda was willing to make a hole in. He was speechless and took the panda out of the house and threw it on the pile of bamboo.

The panda let out joy from his soul and went to nibble on the bamboo with his buttocks sticking out.

Today's breakfast is corn tortillas and vegetable noodle soup.

Yang Mu still divided the sweet water into three parts, drank his own part, and dropped the remaining two parts into the food.

She put the hot food on the lame table, woke up Shitou and Mu Dalang, and asked them to have breakfast.

She herself stuffed the white peony roots and pheasants picked yesterday into the basket on her back.

When the sky just turned white, Yang Mu went out with a small backpack on his back.

Old Man Niu's donkey cart travels between the mountain village and the county town twice a day, passing through two villages in the middle.

At the first quarter of Mao hour, the donkey cart set off on time.

Yang Mu had no money, so he asked Old Man Niu to discuss it and give it to him together when he came back.

Old Man Niu was a talkative person, and he enthusiastically asked Yang Mu to sit on the donkey cart.

When they set off, four villagers from Zhupo Village were also sitting on the donkey cart.

Old Man Niu's donkey is very obedient and knows the road, so it basically doesn't need anyone to drive it.

The old man Niu sat on the carriage frame and sang folk songs loudly.

"Old man Niu's old donkey cart~ It's safe and fast to go to and from the county town~ Young and old men, please walk faster~"

This folk song not only relieves loneliness, but also greets people who want to go to the county town. The donkey cart is coming.

Yang Mu sat behind the donkey cart, admiring the green scenery around him, smelling the fresh air that he had never smelled in his previous life, and listening to the most simple folk songs. He was in an indescribably good mood.

When we passed the two villages, a few more people came up. Most of them were familiar with each other, and they were chatting and laughing all the way, so I didn't feel lonely.

Several people who had met Yang Mu praised him for how big the pheasant he caught was so big that he would definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money.

When he arrived at the county town, Yang Mu went to the morning market first and quickly sold the pheasants, collecting a total of four hundred coins.

In this world, one tael of silver is equal to ten pieces of silver, which is one thousand cents. The purchasing power is about 200 yuan in the previous life.

Four hundred pennies is like eighty yuan.

She went to the drug store again, and the clerk saw that it was high-quality wild white peony root, so he gave her a fair price and took half the basketful of white peony root.

Yang Mu got one, two or three coins and bought some frostbite ointment.

After that, she changed to a drugstore and filled out the first prescription. They were ordinary typhoid medicines, which were not expensive and cost three hundred yuan.

When he changed to another pharmacy to get a second prescription, the clerk looked at Yang Mu a little strangely.

Yang Mu curiously asked: "Brother, what disease is this medicine for?"

The clerk looked at Yang Mu and said in surprise: "You don't know what this medicine is for?"

Seeing Yang Mu shaking his head, the clerk asked: "Then, is this medicine for your husband-in-law?"

Yang Mu thought for a while, nodded and said, "It's for my husband-in-law."

The boy's eyes became even stranger, as if he was pity. He sighed for a long time and silently took the medicine.

Yang Mu suppressed his bad temper and said in a good voice: "Brother, what are you telling me, what happened to my husband?"

The boy grabbed the medicine, gave it to Yang Mu, stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred Wen."

Yang Mu gave the money with a dark face, looking unhappy.

The waiter took the money and kindly whispered in her ear: "This is medicine for the lower body."

Yang Mu just felt like his brain was spinning. What happened to Mu Dalang's lower body?

The waiter couldn't bear to look at the young lady in front of him and said slowly: "It's not enough to treat men exclusively."

Yang Mu: "?!"

The waiter put his hands in his hands and sighed as he watched Yang Mu go out with a pitiful look like "My husband is not good enough."

What a beautiful little lady, what a pity...

Yang Mu quickly figured out that it wasn't that Mu Dalang couldn't do it, but that the medicine he needed could only be written as a prescription for treating infertility.

She was thinking about how to tease Mu Dalang and went shopping briskly.

The four hundred cents for selling pheasants, plus the one or two or three cents for the white peony root, add up to one or two or seven cents. It cost 860 cents to buy the medicine. Now I only have less than one or two cents left.

Yang Mu bought a fishing net, rice noodles and a thick quilt so that she wouldn't have to squeeze in the quilt with the rocks.

Finally, she bought some paper and pens. She couldn't just let Mu Dalang lie down and eat, she had to let him play his value!

As for how to use it, she has already thought about it.

Coming out of the paper and pencil shop, Yang Mu was surprised to see a familiar figure - Mrs. Zhao.

Ms. Zhao jumped out of a small alley with her bound feet.

Yang Mu returned to the pen and paper shop and asked the boss, "Shopkeeper, what does this alley do?"

The boss was old. He stroked his goatee and slowly followed Yang Mu's fingers, and his face looked unhappy.

He warned Yang Mu, "Little girl, don't dare to go in, it's Ren Yazi's dental shop! It specializes in buying and selling people!"

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows. He was very familiar with the original owner.

Just what does Zhao want to do with Yazi?

This old godly woman finally couldn't stand Mu Dalang not working, so she wanted to sell him to a black coal mine while she was away?

Tsk, Tsk, Mu Dalang is so pitiful!
Chapter completed!