Getting into trouble

Author: Egret Ye Qilin

Getting into trouble

Soon, some regular customers who bought cakes yesterday came back for a second time.

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

The small stall became surrounded by people.

Yang Mu didn't care whether Miss Jin was anorexic or not, so he concentrated on his work.

Trying food, packing, collecting money, it’s a very busy time.

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

Aunt Wonton cast an envious look, "My dear, you are so awesome!"

She was counting on the sidelines. In a short period of time, this little girl collected more than 4,000 yuan, nearly five taels of silver!

It's several times more wontons than she sells all day long.

Yang Mu was grateful that his aunt patronized his business and reciprocated the favor by buying her a pound of wontons and cooking soup at home.

Aunt Wonton smiled from ear to ear. She spent 30 yuan on cake, but that girl spent 80 yuan on wontons!

Yang Mu was also very happy. It took more than two hours to sell out the cakes yesterday, but it only took more than an hour to sell out today!

She hummed a song and went to the drugstore.

Mu Dalang 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, he saw the connotative look in Yang Mu's eyes and knew that she already knew the effectiveness of the two previous prescriptions.

Yang Mu suppressed laughter and did not tell Mu Dalang about the drugstore clerk's comment, "You are not good at being a husband."

Even so, the handsome Xizhai Xianggong also blushed.

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

After finishing her work quickly, she went to a clothing store.

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

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

It's just that the patchwork stitches are a bit unflattering and wrinkled. Fortunately, Mu Dalang is always in bed and doesn't have 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 picked out two pieces of clothing for herself, both of which were fiery red. She picked out two gowns for Mu Dalang, one in dark blue and one in sapphire blue.

Red and blue have produced CP since ancient times!

After that, Yang Mu went to the tea shop and bought a pound of tea, and then returned to the village in a donkey cart.

The old lady Bao at the entrance of the village sat up straight and looked at her with burning eyes when she saw her return.

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

Before leaving, she whispered in Mrs. Bao's ear: "Mrs. Bao, there is bird droppings on your head."

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

Mrs. Bao maintained her dignified sitting posture and looked around as if nothing had happened. After confirming that no one was there, she returned to her yard with a lightning speed and closed the door with a bang.

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

"elder sister!"

Little Douding, who was lying side by side with Qiuqiu in the yard to bask in his belly, became energetic in a second. He fluttered his little arms and ran over to ask for a hug.

Yang Mu put the things in his hands on the ground, picked up his younger brother, and gave his little rosy face a "chip".

After this period of recuperation, the little one, who was originally skinny with only bones, began to gain weight, and his appearance was extremely cute.

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

Now, even the frostbite on my hands is gone.

"Look what toys sister made for you?" Yang Mu playfully seduced his younger brother to take a look.

Little Douding's big eyes peeked through his fingers.

"Wow! Little wood!"

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

Children's hands are small and they can hold up to two building blocks at a time.

He has never played with such toys, but the child seems to have a certain talent for these toys and quickly discovered the fun of building blocks.

Qiuqiu finally moved over at this time 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 look seemed to say: I want to have the kisses that human cubs have!

Yang Mu looked at it funny and deliberately teased it without kissing it.

Qiuqiu's little eyes rolled around. If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be there, so I'll go to the mountain!

It rubbed its little chubby face in front of Yang Mu's face, and finally touched the corner of his mouth.

Qiuqiu: You succeeded! Hehe...

Then it turned into a mimosa.

Yang Mu was confused, this...

This guy has learned how to kiss on his own?

She laughed and moved her chubby face.

When Mu Dalang heard Yang Shitou calling his sister, he had already come out of the kitchen and witnessed the two kissing processes of Yang Shitou and Qiuqiu.

This scene under the sun made him forget the trouble he had caused.

Yang Mu looked up and was stunned when he saw Mu Dalang.

Who is this person in front of me?

Mu Dalang was someone who didn't want to live a soft life, so after he could walk, he thought about sharing some housework with Yang Mu.

The Chen family and his son were working in the backyard. Since he didn't know how to build a house, he couldn't help much, so he just found work in the front yard.

I found that the clothes had been washed, the yard had been swept, the bamboo had been chopped back, and there was no work left.

Finally, Mu Dalang focused on the kitchen.

Yang Mu went to do business and had to cook when she came back. If he had cooked the meal, she would be able to eat it hot when she came in.

Then he can be considered to have made some contribution to the family, and he can't be considered a freeloader, right?

He had burned fire in the military camp, so he had no pressure.

Everything went smoothly, Mu Dalang had a proud smile on his face, there was nothing difficult about it!

So, what is the best way to cook?

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

Since this is my first time cooking, let’s do something simple!

He put the rice into the big pot, thought for a while, and added a handful of noodles.

Yang Mu bought a whole jar of eggs to make cakes early in the morning.

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

Three were broken and four were intact.

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 turn into dishes?

After trying to recall, he found that he had indeed never seen anyone cooking, but he had seen Yang Mu stirring things back and forth with a shovel from afar.

So he also took a shovel and started stir-frying.

After frying twice, the eggs were all broken.

The egg shells and egg liquid are mixed together, and the rice noodles and spring bamboo shoots are also battered.

While Mu Dalang was trying hard to pick out the egg shells with a dark face, the firewood was too strong and the rice exploded into popcorn.

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

There was little water in the pot, and after a while, the iron pot burned through.
To be continued...