Back to 70s busy husband

"Go to town, okay."

Grandma Mu couldn't wish more, it's inconvenient for the two old people to take Mu Siyan and Mu Simo to play, and Mu Yuan likes to play wildly alone, so the number of times the twins go to town is very small.

"yeah!!!"

Yan Hui cheered and high-fived Mu Siyan, and the three of them were very happy.

The only one who was unhappy was Mu Yuan who won the game and lost the egg noodles. At this moment, he still couldn't forget the egg noodles: "Yan Hui, you cheapskate."

Grandma Mu gave him a disgusted look: "Speak up, our juniper is doing well, just gave me two poached eggs."

"Then I don't have one." Mu Yuan complained.

"That's because you don't like it. What can you do? Who told you to laugh at Hinoki? Hinoki has already grown very tall. She has short legs, but she's a little thinner." In the eyes of Grandma Mu, Yan Hui looks very tall. It's beautiful, but it's not meaty enough, so it needs to be replenished.

Yan Hui leaned on Grandma Mu's shoulder and nodded, and smiled provocatively at Mu Yuan, the appearance of a villain should not be too obvious.

She has long legs and is easy to cut.

Mu Yuan was so angry that she went to find Mu Minglai to work, and Mu Minglai turned on the chattering mode along the way: "Damn, it's the first time in my life that I think women can be so handsome, standing there and scolding others... It makes sense to have an aura, what the hell, you don’t know, the boys in our circle directly regard Yan Zhiqing as the lover of their dreams, so handsome!!!”

He didn't even need Mu Yuan to respond, he lamented his admiration for Yan Hui in a self-contained manner, with an awe-inspiring look of regarding Yan Hui as an idol, Mu Yuan was in a complicated mood: "You look like this, you can make your fiancée look at you .”

"I'm going to tell her. By the way, I have made an appointment with Yan Zhiqing. She will measure Jiajia the day after tomorrow and Sunday, and then make clothes for her. Hahahahahaha, I'm so happy."

Mu Minglai suddenly felt like going crazy, quacking and laughing like crazy in the dark night, which made Mu Yuan rub his arms: "You are sick."

"Boss, you don't understand. I'm going to get married soon, and I'm a little excited. God, I want to think about how to spend my wedding night, and I have to study hard."

Mu Minglai suddenly smiled wretchedly at Mu Yuan: "Boss, do you want to be prepared and learn."

Mu Yuan wanted to say hello.

But be prepared, right?
"How to learn, you still don't know about men? Shouldn't you understand it by wearing crotch pants?"

"You don't understand, hey, you really don't understand romance." Mu Ming came to straighten his collar, leaned close to Mu Yuan's ear and wanted to say something, he could only stop and tiptoed to Mu Yuan to say a few words talk.

If it wasn't for the shy people who help Hei Ye to cover up their blush, there would be nowhere to hide Mu Yuan's blush at this moment, "Fuck, what the hell..."

"Hey hey hey, I learned it here, what is it - the essence. Brother, I hope you can use it one day in your life." Mu Minglai patted him on the shoulder, "After all, I will use it soon , as for you, I don't know, hahahahaha..."

Mu Minglai really deserves a beating.

Mu Yuan also kicked without hesitation: "It's amazing to be married!"

"It's okay, but it's a little better than some people. You haven't even held a girl's little hand, no...you seem to have held Yan Zhiqing's hand, ah, ah, how could you do this, you villain. "

Muming came and hammered Muyuan's arm.

"vomit--"

Mu Yuan almost spit it out on the spot.

"Hahahahaha..."

Mu Minglai couldn't stop laughing, his boss is too weak.What an innocent little white flower: "But how did you feel holding hands with Yan Zhiqing that time?"

"You gossip." Mu Yuan complained.

"I share it all day long. If you don't tell me what's going on with you, you're still not a brother." Mu Minglai stood on tiptoe, trying to reach his boss's shoulder.

Mu Yuan slapped his pig's paw away in disgust: "I can feel something, I was nervous at the time, I'm very sorry for her."

"Tsk, my boss is a real gentleman."

Mu Minglai shook his head and sighed, "The boss who used to whistle to girls is gone."

"I haven't blown it to anyone either."

That day, when I suddenly saw such a beautiful girl and saw her look a little pitiful, I whistled casually as soon as my brain twitched. Who knew that with just that whistle, I gave my whole heart directly.

"That's right, boss, do you like Yan Zhiqing's face?"

"more than."

"Yo yo yo, I finally admit it, you like Yan Zhiqing, boss, you have to work hard, Yan Zhiqing is very good."

It wasn't Muming who came to pour cold water on him.

Mu Yuan and Yan Hui are really far away.

The family alone is a natural moat.

In the night, Mu Yuan held up a flashlight, his eyebrows were lowered, dark and fierce, but the arches of his eyebrows were raised arrogantly, his lips were straightened, and when he was not smiling, he looked particularly fierce and domineering: "I know it in my heart."

"Boss... I..."

Having been with him for so long, I clearly felt the unhappiness of his words, Mu Ming came to apologize: "I just feel..."

"You think the same way as my grandma, and feel that I'm not good enough." Mu Yuan sneered, Zhang Yang's brows and eyes showed the light of what must be won, but he didn't say anything.

When Mu Ming came, he was very, very sorry: "Boss, don't be angry."

"Angry with you, am I sick?"

Mu Yuan didn't bother to care about this stuff.

Rationally, Mu Yuan knew what they were worried about, but he didn't like being denied all the time.

Mu Ming came hesitant to speak, didn't dare to say anything, came to their work place, worked silently, just kept pouring tea for Mu Yuan.

"I still have to sleep!"

Mu Yuan almost ran away.

"Boss, I was wrong. I feel that Yan Zhiqing seems to like you quite a lot. You have a high probability. Come on, I believe you can do it." Mu Ming came to cheer him up.

Mu Yuan pointed at the bill: "This is a wrong calculation, can you work hard?"

Muming came to see that it was true, and frowned: "Why are the goods not counted? I will keep accounts every day."

"Who knows you."

He also looked at it casually, and Mu Yuan returned to his work room with a big tea mug. He had chatted with brother Yan Hui every day before, and poured all the knowledge in his mind into him. He couldn't collect money and had to work for him.

What is he drawing.

He is a big grudge.

Mu Yuan was cursing from the bottom of his heart, Yan He, who looked like a gentleman, was a black-hearted bastard, and the questions he set were really difficult.

The progress unfolded slowly, and when the time was almost up, Mu Yuan and Mu Minglai went home together, and after halfway there, they found that Mu Minglai was extraordinarily quiet.

Mu Yuan wondered why the loudspeaker stopped talking: "How did the calculation go?"

"My elder brother took 200 yuan from me."

Mu Minglai said in a muffled voice.