Sister-in-law Zhu salivated as she smelled the fragrance.

Aunt Wang praised: "Mu Yatou is so capable! Unlike me, no matter what food I make, it tastes bad."

Zhou Xiazi was also supported by Zhou Dazhuang. He smelled the fragrance and said with a smile: "I admire your girl's skill, I can't say anything about it!"

Ever since he ate the food cooked by Yang Mu, he no longer wanted to eat the food cooked by his wife.

Aunt Wang is a black hole in cooking and the number one cook in the dark.

Yang Mu packed some of each meal and sent it to Mu Dalang in the west room.

Mu Dalang found out that his meal was brought into the room first today, and he immediately felt very good, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Yang Mu greeted everyone to eat.

Blind Zhou couldn't see it, so Aunt Wang picked out the fish bones and gave him only the meat. The couple looked very affectionate.

Aunt Wang was a little embarrassed to explain to Admiration.

A few years ago, when Aunt Wang and Blind Zhou went back to their parents' home together, they met a tiger.

Blind Zhou asked Aunt Wang to run away first, while he stayed behind to hold off the tiger. As a result, his eyes were licked by the tiger.

The tiger's tongue had barbs, so Zhou Xiazi became blind.

After Zhou Xiazi became blind, his temper became bad and he always threw things.

When Zhou Xiazi heard his wife say that he had a bad temper, he immediately got angry and asked, "What's wrong with my temper?"

Aunt Wang spread her hands and signaled Yang Mu to look quickly, her temper was coming.

Yang Mu found it funny. Both of them were in their forties and still looked like children.

Yang Shitou didn't know how to pick fish bones, so Yang Mu gave him the meat from the belly of the fish to eat. The little guy was immersed in the meal and didn't even think about talking.

The panda on the side was full and came to the crowd, rubbing its little head here and there, making Sister-in-law Zhu giggle.

Zhou Dazhuang asked Sister-in-law Zhu, "How about raising an iron-eating beast for you?"

Sister-in-law Zhu quickly shook her head and said, "I still have to chop bamboo to feed it. Where can I find the free time? I can come and play at Sister Mu's place."

Sure enough, no one in ancient or modern times, at home or abroad, can resist the temptation of sitting on the bottom of a cell and walking through an animal.

Yang Mu nodded, "Sister-in-law Zhu comes here often!" By the way, she helps me take care of the children!

When Aunt Wang was almost full, she asked Yang Mu about her future plans.

Although Yang Mu had the 10 taels of silver from the old Yang family and the 100 taels of IOUs from Da Jinya, sitting on his hands was not a long-term solution, and Aunt Wang was a little worried.

Yang Mu peeled off a shrimp and put it in Yang's stone bowl. He raised his eyes and said, "I'm going to the city to sell some mountain products these days, and I'll see what small business I can do."

When she went to the county town yesterday, she found that there was no cream or cake in ancient times, but she could make some snacks to sell.

Aunt Wang nodded hurriedly and said: "As long as you have a plan, when you are too busy, I will ask your sister-in-law Zhu to help you look at the stones."

Yang Muchian agreed, and then asked Aunt Wang, "Auntie, do you know where to buy milk?"

If you want to make cream, milk is a must.

Aunt Wang thought for a while and said: "Milk is a rare thing. I'm afraid it's not sold in our village. But old man Fei in the back mountain raises some cattle and sheep. You can ask him."

Yang Mu secretly made a note and planned to go take a look tomorrow.

The conversation was lively outside the house, while inside the house Mu Dalang was cooking alone under the oil lamp.

Listening to the sounds outside, Mu Dalang pondered slightly, this girl was used to being beaten and scolded by Zhao before.

But according to the tough character of this girl these days, it doesn't seem like she has a temper that can suffer losses.

Could it be that, as she said, it was because Mrs. Cao asked her to endure it before that she endured it for so many years?

Mu Dalang's eyes flickered, feeling that Yang Mu's character would not tolerate it for so long, but he didn't know what the problem was.

Thinking of the chubby little girl when he was a child, and then thinking of the living people in front of him, he felt a little sad.

This girl has some meaning.

In the yard, two families of cooks finished a large pot of rice.

Originally, Yang Mu was planning to use the leftover rice to make rice dumplings, but he had to give up the idea.

After sending Aunt Wang and her family away, Yang Mu came to the west room to collect the bowls.

In the dim light of the oil lamp, Mu Dalang was leaning on the bedside, in a daze.

This was the first time Yang Mu saw someone with such deep eyes when they were in a daze.

Mu Dalang came back to his senses, looked at Yang Mu bending down to pick up the bowl, and said softly: "Today Shitou asked me to engrave words on his little gourd."

Yang Mu remembered that when the original owner gave Yang Shitou a small gourd, Shitou asked the original owner to also engrave words on the small gourd, but the original owner didn't know how, so the matter was delayed.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shitou went to seek help from Mu Dalang.

Mu Dalang continued: "Stone said that he wants to carve the same characters as on your gourd. What characters are they?"

Yang Mu subconsciously touched her gourd. The sweet water in the gourd was her secret and she didn't want anyone to know.

But Mu Dalang's reasons were upright, and if she refused, she would look guilty.

Yang Mu had no choice but to untie his gourd, handed it to Mu Dalang, and said, "My name is engraved on it."

Mu Dalang took the gourd without changing his expression. Under the dim light, he could clearly see the word "mu" on it, and his heart tightened.

The word "mu" on the small gourd is missing a dot at the bottom. This was his writing habit when he was a child, and he didn't change it until he was a teenager.

This is exactly what he carved with his own hands!

Mu Dalang raised his eyes, calmly handed the small gourd to Yang Mu, and then said: "Your name seems to be different from the naming habits of the old Yang family."

The name chosen by Lao Yang's family is simple and crude.

Yangdong, Yangxi, Yangnan, Yangbei.

Yang Dashan, Yang Ershan, Yang Shitou.

It seems that the old Yang family wants to create three mountains and five mountains.

And Yang Caixia and Yang Xiaohua, they should be as straightforward as possible.

Only Yang Mu's name, although it can't be said to be good, is definitely not bad.

Mu Dalang's deep eyes were full of inquiry.

Yang Mu didn't think it was a secret, and said calmly: "This little gourd has been following me. When my grandfather kidnapped Ren Yazi, he rescued me by the way. When he saw the words on my little gourd, he called him Yang Mu.

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Mu Dalang seemed to be interested and asked curiously: "Then do you remember what happened when you were a child? I mean, what happened before you were kidnapped and trafficked by Yazi, your biological parents."

Yang Mu pondered for a moment. After traveling through time, things happened one after another. He didn't think carefully about what happened before the original owner was abducted by Yazi.

Now that I think about it, it seems that I have no memory at all. I only remember a large field of chrysanthemums in various colors.

Mu Dalang saw Yang Mu shaking his head slightly and sighed slightly in his heart.

The little girl was lost when she was three years old and has been sold back and forth. It is normal for her not to remember the events of her childhood.

Yang Mu didn't know that her life experience had aroused Mu Dalang's thoughts. She put on the small gourd and went out with the empty bowl.

Mu Dalang was stunned again.

However, Mu Dalang did not remain in a daze for long. Yang Mu coaxed Yang Shitou to sleep and came in with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yang Mu chuckled, like a vicious boss who exploited his employees.

"Da Lang, before the medicine is ready, let's write something?"

Yang Mu started his own story book plan with the idea that Mu Dalang would leave sooner or later and he must earn Tiantian Shui back.

There are people selling dialect books in the county, but those notebooks don't sell well.

The main reason is that the writer of the storybook shows off his literary talent and insists on writing complicated things that are obviously simple. The purdah woman cannot understand or understand them.

She planned to write some simple and easy-to-understand stories to see how the sales would go.

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu's malicious look and asked cautiously: "What to write?"

Yang Mu explained his plan for writing a storybook, and then said: "I thought of two stories, "Surprise! He got married to a snake spirit" and "The miserable couple were ruthlessly separated and flew away as butterflies." What do you think?

, which of these two stories is better?”

Mu Dalang looked at Yang Mu speechlessly. This was the first time in his life that he heard such an unpleasant word. It was so shameful!

Moreover, these two stories are not serious at first glance!

Mu Dalang, who refused to accept it, closed his eyes, slipped into bed, and made a quail.

If I can't see you, you can't see me!
Chapter completed!