Spatial System: Make money by dressing like a superb mother-in-law

"Yes, what's the matter?" Tan Zhengran thought that the masters and students in the academy were all men, some of them had already married and established businesses, and their children could run errands.

Mu Yanqing's face was black and his eyes were getting colder and colder. Han Laozi subconsciously wanted to walk towards the kitchen door, but he didn't dare to move.

He carefully moved small steps step by step, and when he was about to approach the door, he was caught by the sharp-eyed Mu Yanqing.

Han Laopi scratched his head to show his embarrassment, he continued to busy himself with his affairs, trying to make Mu Yanqing forget that he wanted to sneak out of the kitchen to stay away from right and wrong.

"Mu shopkeeper, why don't you talk?" Tan Zhengran asked.

"It's okay, I'll let Xiaotou get the money." Mu Yanqing warned himself to be generous.

Sister Tan didn't even want to give him an identity, and now she has neither the right nor the right to be jealous.

Thinking of this, Mu Yanqing felt even more sad.

After Tan Zhengran received the money, he put the matter behind him.

She played with Mu Changting for a while, and went to the market with Meng Dashan to buy fish, planning to make fish balls.

Meng Dashan was driving an ox cart to the market, and collided with a fast-moving carriage on the way, and Tan Zhengran was thrown out directly.

"Oh, my old waist and legs!" Tan Zhengran yelled while lying on the ground.

"Eldest sister, are you alright?" asked the man who was dressed in white and looked a bit like Mu Yanqing.

The man laughed like a breeze, and together with Meng Dashan he helped Tan Zhengran get up.

"Mu, shopkeeper Mu?" Tan Zhengran looked away, not sure.

The man asked puzzledly, "Sister, how do you know my surname is Mu? But I'm not some shopkeeper Mu."

"You look somewhat similar to someone I know." Tan Zhengran put his hands on his waist.

After all, it is the old age, no matter how well the original owner maintains it, the age is there.

"Young master, do you have a younger brother in your family?" Tan Zhengran asked, could it be Brother Mu Yanqing?

The man shook his head, he let go of Tan Zhengran's arm, "No, I'm the only son."

"Oh, young master, you should be careful driving the car next time, not everyone is as kind as I am."

"What elder sister said is that I am in a hurry." The man took out a bank note from his pocket and handed it to Tan Zhengran.

Tan Zhengran didn't take it, he handed the banknote to Meng Dashan.

"Elder Sister, I have to go first. If there is a destiny, we will meet next time." The man waited for his entourage to comfort the horse, and then got back into the carriage and started on the road.

Tan Zhengran followed the man's carriage until it disappeared and then retracted it.

"Dashan, does he look a lot like shopkeeper Mu?" Tan Zhengran got into the bullock cart with the support of Meng Dashan and Wang Juduo.

Meng Dashan handed the bank note to Tan Zhengran. Tan Zhengran glanced at the amount on it, and his lips parted slightly.

For the 1000 taels of silver note, Meng Dashan was honest and didn't care too much. He didn't even look at the amount on the silver note when he took it.

Tan Zhengran collected the banknotes, and Meng Dashan and Wang Juduo went to the fish stall to buy fish.

When Meng Dashan learned that Tan Zhengran was going to make fish balls, he bought ten carp in one go, which made Tan Zhengran dumbfounded.

"Dashan, did you buy too much?" Tan Zhengran only cooks for one meal, so he doesn't need so many fish.

"Mother, let's buy some fish to eat too, and buy more to save the next time we buy." Meng Dashan made up his mind.

The fish you buy can be boiled in fish soup or fried. In short, there is a mother around, so it will not be unpalatable.

"Mother, do you think that person is a relative of Uncle Mu?" Meng Dashan asked.

"I don't know, there is no blood relationship, they look similar, and there are people with the same name and surname, but we haven't met them." Tan Zhengran couldn't explain the metaphysics.

Meng Dashan nodded, yes.

He turned around while leading the ox cart, but unexpectedly encountered strange things.

In the same place, no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out.

Looking at the endless crowd, Meng Dashan became more and more worried and anxious.

"Mom, what should we do? We can't go home anymore." Meng Dashan's urgent words were filled with tears.

I have lived for nearly 30 years, and this is the first time I have experienced such a thing in my life.

Even after living two lifetimes, Tan Zhengran has never seen such a strange thing. Could it be the legendary ghost hitting the wall?

Tan Zhengran clasped his hands together, silently thinking about the baby, his father, you must protect us from returning home safely, and don't let us be buried here!

Tan Zhengran silently recited ninety-nine 81 times in his heart, and finally appeared.

Fortunately, people didn't know about this matter, even if Meng Dashan just drove the ox cart home, it was no different.

After returning home safe and sound, Meng Dashan sat down on the ground.

"It's too scary, mother, what secret did you use just now?" Meng Dashan patted his chest and said.

"Of course I beg your father to keep our family safe and sound." Tan Zhengran was a mortal who didn't know anything about knives and guns, gods and immortals.

"Mom, is it because Dad doesn't want you to do it again, to sabotage it secretly.

I have seen the power of father. "Meng Dashan still has the memory of the scene where the former master turned into a whirlwind and chased him and fought Mu Yanqing that day.

"Pull it down, your father isn't that capable." Tan Zhengran didn't believe Meng Dashan's words.

If she believed Meng Dashan's words, she might scare herself to death.

Meng Dashan Xin Dao's mother had never seen how powerful her father was, and she would not even hesitate if she had seen it.

For a moment, Meng Dashan even wanted his father to dream, to show his mother how special his father was.

It's a pity that he didn't dare, he was afraid that his mother would never care about him again.

Meng Dashan drove the bullock cart into the entrance of the village and walked to the center of the village, where the villagers were having a heated discussion.

"Sister-in-law, what are you discussing?" Tan Zhengran asked Qu Wang.

"Big sister, Widow Liu is gone, and she died in a terrible state." Mrs. Qu patted the empty stone next to her.

"Widow Liu is gone? Can't you?" Tan Zhengran saw her with a group of strong men a while ago, and she was still trying to please them, so why not?

"Why not, it is said that she cheated the rich master's family of 1000 taels of silver, and they asked her to pay back the money, but she didn't." Qu Wang also heard the story.

Tan Zhengran didn't arouse suspicion. Widow Liu couldn't do anything.

It was probably because her daughter, who died twice, resented her in her heart and came to her to ask for her life.

Tan Zhengran didn't stop after hearing the excitement.

Meng Dashan drove the bullock drive: "Mother, if the good-looking people say no, they will be gone. It's too fast."

"One cannot do evil, or God will accept you sooner or later." Tan Zhengran went to the kitchen to make fish balls first thing when he got home.

She chopped the fish meat into a puree, kneaded it into balls and put it in the pot to cook.

Meng Dashan stared at it intently, writing down every step carefully.

The moment the fish balls came out, he exclaimed, "Mom, it smells so good."

Meng Dashan took the basin containing the fish balls and put them on the table. If Tan Zhengran was not there, he would most likely pick up the chopsticks immediately and taste one or two.

Tan Zhengran smiled and handed him a spoon for him to taste.

Meng Dashan took it, scooped up a fish ball, blew it, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

So fresh!