Su Qingluan looked at his younger brother and sister who were holding Mu Xingzhi tightly, looking at each other with tears in their eyes, and they were speechless and choking, and looked at Mu Xingzhi indescribably: Does this guy know how to do Gu?

However, after thinking about Mu Xingzhi's image of a gentleman before he did not expose the bad factor, Su Qingluan also had to admit that as long as this man wanted to, he could make anyone like to get along with him.

In fact, this kind of person can be very powerful no matter what he does, such as abducting him to "Su Ji" as a salesperson or shopkeeper......

Su Qingluan looked at his younger brother and sister and the newly baked "brother-in-law", but his mind was full of the sound of beads, such as thinking about whether Mu Xingzhi's original beauty could be replaced with gold, silver and jewelry......

"Eh, eh!" There was a light tap on the shoulder twice, which brought Su Qingluan's thoughts of indulging in the dream of making a fortune back to reality, and then she met the suspicious gaze of the Yang family on the side, "Xingzhi called you twice, what are you smirking at here?" ”

"Ah, well, it's nothing ......" Su Qingluan shook his head, his expression was very innocent, but he thought in his heart: I am thinking about how to "sell" your precious son-in-law for a good price, although I am afraid that this is just a thought

Yang didn't know what crazy thoughts her eldest daughter had in her heart, and at this moment she was holding a wine jar in her hand, and the outside of the wine jar was made of straw rope to make a net pocket that could catch this wine jar, and she could carry it in her hand.

"Well, no one in this family can get it, you can take it with you." Yang said.

"Isn't this the preserved egg I made earlier?" Su Qingluan was surprised, "Don't you all love to eat?" ”

"Where is there such a lack of food, and what must be eaten?" Yang couldn't cry or laugh, "It's you, if you want to eat it, you have to make it fresh, wait for ten days and a half months, why don't you let you take this jar." ”

Su Qingluan thought for a while and nodded: "Then I'm welcome, if you really want to eat, I'll make it for you." ”

"Okay, okay, now our family is not bad for such a bite to eat, it's a big deal I'll make something else for your younger brothers and sisters." The mother and daughter hugged each other, and Su Qingluan followed Mu Xingzhi and left.

Mu Xingzhi sat in a wheelchair, and originally said that he would help Su Qingluan carry the wine jar, but Su Qingluan's expression lingered on the green bamboo pattern on the white background for a moment very delicately, and then shook his head: "Forget it." In case ......"

What is behind "just in case", Su Qingluan didn't say, but only understood after going back.

Mu Xingzhi is not a person who asks the bottom of the matter knowing that the other party is unwilling, and Songbo will not intervene at this time, so everyone does not ask.

Now that the sun is setting, the whole path is golden, and the leaves that were originally still a little green are a little yellowed against the backdrop of such a sunset, and they look very golden and dazzling.

Songbo watched Su Qingluan carry something the size of the wine jar, which was quite weighty, so he couldn't help but ask, "Madam, is that jar very heavy?" ”

Su Qingluan nodded: "It's a bit weighty." Seeing that Songbo wanted to help, he shook his head, "It's just a few steps away, and I'll be home soon." ”

When he arrived at home, Su Qingluan took the lead in rushing into the stove room and uncovering the jar, and then Song Bo, who came to the stove room to help, understood why Su Qingluan didn't want Mu Xingzhi to help hold the wine jar.

Because from the blanket, there was a pungent stench that made people almost want to hold their heads.

If Mu Xingzhi wears today's long shirt and is a beautiful son, holding a jar of fine wine in his hand, he can boast of being chic and uninhibited, but if there is a foul smell in this jar......

It's a picture that you can't bear to look at when you think about it.

"Husband...... Madam! Song Bo made a rare gaffe, and looked at Su Qingluan with a ghostly gaze, "Look at things, isn't it spoiled?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled and took out two preserved eggs under Song Bo's frightened gaze: "This, it's not bad, but the taste is a little 'special', tomorrow morning I plan to use this to make porridge in the morning, what do you think?" ”

Songbo didn't think so, Songbo even wondered if the young woman with an innocent smile in front of him was going to poison everyone?

Then early the next morning, Song Bo watched Su Qingluan walk into the stove room with the eyes of a great enemy.

"Somber, why are you so upset?" It's really because Uncle Song's ghostly face is very rare now, even when he was in a desperate situation and almost lost his life, Mu Xingzhi had never seen Uncle Song's expression like this, so compared to being stunned, Mu Xingzhi felt more interesting, so when he looked at the current Uncle Song, he unconsciously brought a little ridicule.

"Don't you know, that preserved egg, that taste ......" Songbo's face changed: the pungent smell reminded him of the land of grain reincarnation.

If Su Qingluan knew what Songbo was thinking at this moment, he couldn't help but applaud him: That's right, the pungent smell of the toilet is not only skelin, but a large part of it is the smell of ammonia, and the surface of Songhua eggs has a smell similar to ammonia and hydrogen sulfide, which is quite similar to the taste of the toilet.

Rather, it smells exactly the same.

However, in reality, there are not just one or two things that smell and eat fragrant, not to mention that Mu Xingzhi believes that Su Qingluan will not serve food that is really difficult to swallow.

Sure enough, when the preserved egg and lean porridge was served, Songbo was really fragrant.

Of course, Uncle Song still dined at the same table with Mu Xingzhi and Su Qingluan, but Su Qingluan still prepared a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork for Uncle Song, and today's side dish is also preserved egg tofu - the freshly baked tender tofu tastes very good.

Add one serving of cucumbers and two dumplings, and a light but very delicious breakfast is complete.

The world is big, the food is the biggest, after getting married and being a rice worm for three days, he finally ate what he made again, Su Qingluan couldn't help but squint his eyes: Although I can't help Songbo if I think so, but sure enough, what I make is the most palatable.

Although Songbo has good craftsmanship and is happy when he doesn't have to cook, he is more likely to do it himself if he wants to eat something special to the gods and demons.

Thinking so, Su Qingluan simply thought about taking advantage of the past few days to rest at home, and there was no need to go to Su Ji to be busy, and to think about a few more meals that took more effort but he was hungry again.

If Mu Xingzhi is at home during the day, his life is still very regular, either reading a book, or helping the villagers who come to the door to solve various things. As small as headaches, brain fever, and various diseases, and when it is big, there are any major financial losses, neighborhood disputes, or something......

This kind of messy chores made Su Qingluan suspect that Mu Xingzhi was not holding a script of "frail and sick", but a script such as "private interview with the county master".

…… It's okay to see a doctor or something.,Isn't this kind of thing a neighbor dispute something that should be taken over? Su Qingluan lay on the side writing and drawing, and complained in his heart.

Mu Xingzhi sent a group of people away and turned around, and he happened to see Su Qingluan rolling his eyes, so he slowly shook the wheelchair over: "What is Qingluan writing?" ”