Soon, some of the old customers who bought the cake yesterday came back for a second time.

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

The stall became a situation of being besieged.

Yang Mu didn't care if Miss Jin was anorexic, so he buried himself in work.

Tasting, packing, collecting money, and being very busy.

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

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

She counted it on the side, and this little girl collected more than 4,000 yuan in a short time, nearly five taels of silver!

That's several times more than she sells ravioli all day.

Yang Mu thanked her aunt for patronizing her business, reciprocated the favor, and also bought her a pound of wontons and went home to cook soup.

Aunt Wonton smiled from ear to ear, she spent 30 yuan to buy a cake, but the girl spent 80 yuan to buy wontons!

Yang Mu is also very happy, it took more than two hours to sell the cake yesterday, and it only took more than an hour to sell it out today!

She hummed a song and went to the pharmacy.

Mu Dalang's body recovered too quickly, and the previous prescription could not be used, so he wrote a new prescription.

When Mu Dalang was writing the prescription, when she saw Yang Mu's connotative eyes, she knew that she already knew the effect of the previous two prescriptions.

Yang Mu couldn't help but laugh and didn't tell Mu Dalang about the pharmacy guy's evaluation of "you can't be a good person".

Even so, the handsome boss also blushed.

Now there is only one prescription for this medicine, so Yang Mu doesn't have to buy it separately from the pharmacy.

Quickly got things done, she went to a ready-to-wear store.

Some time ago, when the money was not too tight, she only bought clothes for Yang Shishi, so she still wore clothes with patches, while Mu Dalang always wore wedding clothes.

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

It's just that the stitches that are sewn are really a little flattering, and they are wrinkled, thanks to Mu Dalang who has been in bed all the time, and he doesn't have to see people, otherwise it will be too embarrassing.

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

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

Since ancient times, red and blue have come out of cp!

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

Mrs. Bao at the entrance of the village sat up straight, and when she saw her come back, she looked at her with burning eyes.

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

Before leaving, she whispered in Mrs. Bao's ear: "Aunt Bao, you have bird droppings on your head." ”

After successfully seeing Mrs. Bao's face stiff with embarrassment, Yang Mu couldn't help but smile and walked away quickly.

Mrs. Bao maintained a dignified sitting posture, looked around casually, and after confirming that there was no one, she went back to her yard with lightning speed, and closed the courtyard door with a "bang".

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

"Sister!"

In the yard, Xiao Douding, who was lying side by side with Qiuqiu and drying his belly, was refreshed for a second, fluttering his little arms, and running to beg for a hug.

Yang Mu put the things in his hand on the ground, picked up his younger brother, and took a "chirp" on his red little face.

After this period of recuperation, the small point that was originally thin only with bones began to grow meat, and the small appearance was very cute.

Yang Shishi was kissed, and his hands covered his face with shame.

Now, even the chilblains on my hands are healed.

"See what toy my sister made for you?" Yang Mu funnily seduced his younger brother to come and see.

Little Douding's big eyes peeked through his fingers.

"Wow! Little wood! ”

He forgot for a moment what shyness was, and reached for the small piece of wood in the box.

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

He had never played with such toys before, but the child seemed to have a certain talent for them, and soon found the joy of building blocks.

Qiuqiu finally moved over at this time, raised his little short arm at Yang Mu, and wanted to hug him.

Who can stand this?

Yang Mu gave it a bear hug without hesitation.

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

That gaze seemed to say: I want to have the kiss that the human cub has!

Yang Mu looked at it funny, deliberately teasing it, but he didn't kiss it.

As soon as Qiuqiu's little eyes turned, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain!

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

Qiuqiu: Succeed! Hey......

Then it becomes a mimosa.

Yang Mudu was confused, this ......

Has this guy learned to kiss himself?

She laughed and rubbed her chubby face with the ball.

Mu Dalang had already come out of the kitchen when he heard Yang Shishi call his sister, and witnessed the process of Yang Shishi and Qiuqiu's two kisses.

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

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

Who is this person in front of you?

Mu Dalang didn't want to eat soft rice, so after he could walk on the ground, he thought about sharing some housework for Yang Mu.

The Chen family father and son work in the backyard, he can't build a house, so naturally he can't help much, so he simply looks for work in the front yard.

I found that the clothes were washed, the yard was swept, the bamboo was cut back, and there was no work left.

In the end, Mu Dalang set his sights on the kitchen.

Yang Mu went to do business, and when he came back, he had to cook. If he had cooked the meal, she would have eaten hot food when she entered the door.

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

He had burned in the barracks, so there was no stress.

Everything is going well, Mu Dalang has a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, there is nothing difficult about it!

So, what is the best way to cook?

He saw noodles, mion, eggs, spring shoots, and dried fish......

Since it's the first time to cook, let's make it simple!

He put the rice in the cauldron, thought about it, and added another handful of noodles.

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

Mu Dalang calculated, and 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 in Hulun.

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 in his heart, how did this mess become one dish after another?

Trying to recall, he had indeed never seen anyone cooking, but he had seen Yang Mu stirring back and forth with a shovel from a distance.

So he also took a shovel and stir-fried.

After two scrambles, the eggs were all broken.

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

While Mu Dalang was trying to get out the eggshell with a black face, the firewood was too strong and the rice was popcorn.

The shovel in Mu Dalang's hand flew to block the popcorn hidden weapon.

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

"Bang dang!" A large pot of stuff fell into the firewood.

A great flame burst into flames, and his clothes were on fire.

While he was busy putting out the fire for himself, popcorn flew around with flames.

Martian fell into a nearby oil can.

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

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

So, Mu Eat Soft Rice Da Lang ran out in a panic.

Now Mu Dalang, his handsome face is blackened by smoke and fire, and he can't see his true face; Hair is messy with some popcorn on it; The clothes that were crumpled were now burned by fire......

Yang Mu recognized it for a long time before he recognized it as his father-in-law.

The main thing is that the thin and strong waist is the only one she has seen in her life, even if Mu Dalang is scratched on his face, as long as the waist is still there, she can recognize it.

She blinked and asked in surprise, "You...... Was it blown up? ”

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

Yang Mu saw him pointing to the stove room, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

When she saw the messy stove house, the whole person was not good.

The rice and flour grain all over the ground, the iron pot that has been burned to the bottom, and what is in the small pot on the side?

Egg? Rice noodles? Eggshells?

The black line on Yang Mu's face.

Where is this Mu Dalang was blown up, obviously he blew up the stove prince to the sky!

Mu Dalang also knew that he was in trouble, so he silently got in, wanting to clean up, but he didn't know where to start.

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

Mu Dalang didn't look at her, but lowered his head and waited to be scolded, the slender fingers hanging on the side, the corners of his clothes twisted helplessly, and the toes in his shoes were so embarrassed that he could pull out a courtyard.

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

Yang Mu sighed and restrained the violence in his eyes.

After all, he wants to share the housework for himself, and the starting point is good, for the sake of his diligence, forgive him.

Never admit that it was greedy for his body!