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

After Meng Dashan finished eating the first one, he scooped up the second one, and then unconsciously scooped up the third one, and finally he just picked up the pot and drank the soup together.

Tan Zhengran raised his hand to stop it, but put it down silently.

Meng Dashan didn't realize the absurd thing he did until he finished eating and looked at the empty basin.

He looked at Tan Zhengran apologetically and nervously, "Mother, I didn't do it on purpose, it's because my mother made it so delicious.

The fish is not only fresh but also firm, and I want to eat another bowl. "

Meng Dashan wiped the corners of his mouth casually, while Tan Zhengran stared at the basin.

One pot is made, and another bowl is not afraid of being full?

Just when she was wondering whether Meng Dashan would burst her stomach, Meng Dashan burped.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, and said naively: "Mother, this is an accident, I will pay attention next time, I won't eat any more."

Meng Dashan was quite afraid that Tan Zhengran would beat him. How could he make such a low-level mistake? Mother blamed him for being both reasonable and reasonable.

He went back to the house annoyed, with his hands on his chest, thinking when did he become so greedy?

How great would it be if he could taste as good as what mother made?

In order to make up for the mistakes he made, Meng Dashan went to the kitchen to make fish balls, and Tan Zhengran gave pointers from time to time.

Meng Dashan liked being alone with Tan Zhengran very much, and the corners of his mouth never stopped turning up.

The warm mother-child relationship is enviable to others.

Meng Dashan carefully worked through every step, and tasted it by himself after it was cooked, and when he confirmed that it was ready to hand, he personally filled a bowl and served it to Tan Zhengran.

"Mother, is it delicious? Is it fresh?" Meng Dashan is like a child, eager to get Tan Zhengran's praise at this moment.

"It's delicious, very fresh, Dashan is really suitable for being a cook." Tan Zhengran painted a big cake for Meng Dashan.

The down-to-earth Meng Dashan didn't think too much, his mind was full of images of Tan Zhengran praising him.

It's not easy to get my mother's approval. At night, I have to crawl under the covers to share a wave with my mother.

"What are you smirking at?" Tan Zhengran didn't understand why Meng Dashan was laughing.

"It's nothing, mother, I'll ask my wife and Xiaoya to have dinner." Meng Dashan would not tell his mother his little secret, in case she would laugh at him.

"This kid has his own little secret." Tan Zhengran took out the bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet and placed them on the table in the kitchen.

Wang Juduo came in smelling the scent, and the fresh smell of fish made her swallow her saliva.

"Mother, why is it so fragrant?" Wang Juduo asked.

When she took the first bite, she felt that something was wrong, not like her mother-in-law's craftsmanship.

"Mother, it doesn't look like you made it?" Wang Juduo is used to Tan Zhengran's cooking, so she can tell if it's her cooking after just one bite.

"Your man made it. He ate all the fish balls made by mother. This is his compensation for us. Not to mention your man's craftsmanship is not bad, and it's no problem to open a shop." Tan Zhengran admitted.

Meng Dashan was very happy to receive Tan Zhengran's high praise.

"Really? Mom, according to what you said, when the shop is renovated, the husband will be alone?" Wang Juduo couldn't believe that she was looking forward to her success in her dreams.

Sure enough, you have to have a good mother-in-law, and the husband will listen to her mother-in-law.

In the past, when the mother-in-law refused to let her husband beat her, it was all because of burning incense.

Now she has forgotten what it feels like to be beaten, but the fear engraved in her bones is real.

Wang Juduo ate the fish balls made by her own man, which was a rewarding experience for her.

If it were other people in their village, who would have this treatment?Even her daughter followed suit.

Wang Juduo was overburdened again. Since her mother-in-law got better, she has been overburdened more and more times.

Will the mother-in-law think she is a gluttonous mother-in-law?Wang Juduo was a little worried.

She secretly observed Tan Zhengran's expression, and saw that her attitude was normal, so she stopped scaring herself.

After the meal, Wang Juduo picked up the needle and thread and began to sew the key chain puppet, and chatted with Tan Zhengran about the homework.

"Daughter, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I feel more energetic!" Mr. Ma first visited Mr. Meng and his wife before returning to Tan Zhengran's house.

"Godfather, are you back?" Tan Zhengran got up to greet him.

Mr. Ma had vowed before that he would not return to the capital, but in the end he was picked up by his youngest son.

It's only the end of the year, and he's back.

However, they did not go back to the capital for the Chinese New Year, but stayed in the nearest state capital.

Mr. Ma asked the coachman to unload the big and small bags, all of which were given to Tan Zhengran and his family.

"Godfather comes here when he comes, so why are there so many things? I should be the one who honors you."

Mr. Ma directed his servants to put the things in the hall and said, "This is nothing to me. Godfather likes the lively atmosphere of your house. To Godfather, this is the best gift."

"Godfather, there is nothing else in our house, the esophagus is enough." Tan Zhengran took out a red envelope prepared in advance from his pocket and gave it to Mr. Ma.

There was a 50 tael bank note on it, which was nothing to mention when the things that Mr. Ma gave could not fit in the hall.

Although the number of samples is still the same, it is better to have more things!

There is no need to buy cloth for the next few years, and there is enough sugar, pastries, and tea tubes, and I can eat for a long time.

Even pork and frozen fish were not rare, and they brought apples, grapes and other fruits.

Tan Zhengran saw Putao's eyes shining. This is a rare item, and ordinary people can't buy it even if they have money.

Sure enough, there is a big tree behind to enjoy the shade. Not to mention anything else, even a rare thing like grapes can be eaten.

Tan Zhengran took out a few bunches of grapes from several boxes and asked Meng Dashan to send them to Mr. Meng's family and Ruan Dapao, and store the rest to eat slowly.

"Godfather, there is still a small bowl of fish balls that this boy Dashan cooked himself today. I will let the eldest daughter-in-law heat it up. Godfather should try it?" Tan Zhengran wanted to hug the big tree, Mr. Ma, to prevent him from eating it. run away.

"Okay, Dashan made it, then I have to taste it." Mr. Ma immediately regained his energy when he heard that it was delicious.

"Godfather, today I saw a person whose eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to shopkeeper Mu, also surnamed Mu, do you think it's a coincidence?

But I asked him, and he said he was the only child in the family. "Tan Zhengran mentioned it.

"That's really a coincidence, Yan Qing's eldest brother died young, and his parents passed away early, and he was just an ordinary family, and he never mentioned any other relatives.

I have known him for so many years, but I have never seen him interact with other relatives. "Mr. Ma believed in the coincidence even more.

"It's really fate, like sometimes we meet someone who looks exactly like us, but is not a parent, and has no blood relatives at home." Tan Zhengran wanted to know how many people we could meet in the parallel world. Someone exactly like me?

Just like her and the original owner, who would have thought that she, a modern person, would one day be the first to experience the drama of time travel.

"Your godfather also met a person in the situation you mentioned when he was young. The difference is that he was from another country. I heard that he was killed by his own brothers in the end. He died in a miserable state." Mr. Ma was eating Wang Juduo's hot food. Fishball Road.