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

"It's very rare, the young master just did it." Qi Shi laughed.

Mu Yanqing patted his cheek to wake himself up.

Don't let Sister Tan know about this, she will laugh at him.

Mu Yanqing lifted the quilt, put on his shoes and went outside to wash up.

He washed his face with water in his hands and asked again: "Qi Shi, are you sure I really went crazy last night?"

"I'm sure it's the young master." Qi Shi handed over the towel.

Mu Yanqing took the towel and wiped the water droplets on his face.

Don't drink so much wine in the future, the young master won't bear his grudge, right?

Mu Yanqing had breakfast and went to Ma Mansion to make amends.

He bought Ma Qingyan's favorite hibiscus cake as an apology.

Seeing Ma Qingyan's Yishun, he smelled an unusual smell in the air.

Is it too late to leave now?

Mu Yanqing opened the package of Furong Cake, took out a piece from inside and brought it to Ma Qingyan's mouth in person.

Ma Qingyan stared at Mu Yanqing for a long time, opened his mouth and took a small bite, and took the hibiscus cake from Mu Yanqing's hand.

"My lord, are you in trouble?" Mu Yanqing carefully tested.

According to what he knew about Ma Qingyan, only when he was distracted would he be terribly silent.

"Your wife called me back." Ma Qingyan's eyebrows were drawn together.

"This is a good thing, it means Madam forgives you, Young Master." Mu Yanqing put away his smile.

It seems that things are not that simple, there will be no fraud in it, right?

"A good thing? Is it a good thing to take a concubine for me?" Ma Qingyan crushed the hibiscus cake in his hand.

Mu Yanqing turned his head to look outside, looking for the right time to leave.

Sister Tan is right, his subordinates are less concerned with the master's affairs.

Ma Qingyan saw his intention and refused to let him leave.

Mu Yanqing was very anxious. He hadn't seen Sister Tan today and missed Sister Tan.

Mu Yanqing sat upright, listening to Ma Qingyan's speech seriously, but Tan Zhengran was all he was thinking about.

Ma Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and waved his hands to let Mu Yanqing leave.

Mu Yanqing left the Ma Mansion with steady steps step by step. The moment the gate closed, he ran towards the carriage with small steps, and the servants behind him were stunned.

After getting into the carriage, Mu Yanqing urged Qi Shi to drive quickly.

Sitting at the front, Qi Shi with a whip in his hand shook his head helplessly, his master was hopeless.

Qi Shi drove the carriage towards Tan Zhengran's house.

After arriving at the destination, Mu Yanqing leaned over and got off the carriage.

Walking into the courtyard of Tan Zhengran's house, he saw Tan Zhengran talking and laughing with a man through the pillars on the veranda.

Mu Yanqing clenched his right hand into a fist, staring at the direction where Tan Zhengran was.

With dark eyes, he looked at the white and slender hand that accidentally touched the back of Tan Zhengran's hand.

"Uncle Mu is here." Meng Dashan shouted carelessly.

Mu Yanqing raised the corners of his lips, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Tan Zhengran heard the voice, called Mu Yanqing to come over, and introduced him to the man beside him.

Mu Yanqing walked towards Tan Zhengran step by step, and stopped beside her.

She stared at the man beside her who had the same eyebrows and eyes as her, and was slightly stunned.

"Sister Tan, what is this?" Mu Yanqing adjusted his emotions, and his words were full of grievances.

"Mr. Mu, I look very similar to you and my surname is Mu. You two are destined for each other."

When Mu Yanqing met Mr. Mu's gaze, sparks burst out at that moment, and there was a possibility of a fight at any time.

Half an hour, a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour.

Tan Zhengran realized that something was wrong, the two of them wouldn't be interested in each other, would they?

She stepped between the two of them, forcing Mu Yanqing to prevent them from looking at each other.

"The two of you should sit down and have a good talk. To your ancestors, see if they were the same family 500 years ago." Tan Zhengran's words successfully made Mr. Mu laugh.

Mr. Mu wears long black hair with a small long bang on the left side.

He was wearing a scarlet gown, and he was charming when talking and laughing.

Mr. Mu is very interested in Mu Yanqing, but Mu Yanqing is very hostile to him.

Mr. Mu turned his head and looked at Tan Zhengran, who was sitting leisurely drinking tea in the hall, and his eyes fell on Mu Yanqing.

It seems that he found something interesting, no wonder he always feels that Mu Yanqing is not very friendly to him.

Young Master Mu spoke first and introduced himself.

He introduced everything he knew about his ancestors.

He was too enthusiastic, and Mu Yanqing couldn't put on airs, recalling what he knew from his memory.

The two have been facing each other for nearly an hour, except that they themselves have similar eyebrows and eyes, and they are all admirers, there is no match in the rest, it is purely coincidental.

Mu Yanqing was a little disappointed from the bottom of his heart, but after Tan Zhengran learned about it, he won Mr. Mu's consent and begged him.

Tan Zhengran left Mr. Mu to eat at home. Mr. Mu was in his 20s, younger than Mu Yanqing, and he called Mu Yanqing his elder brother.

Tan Zhengran left space for the two of them, and went to the kitchen to cook by himself.

She cuts thin slices of meat and puts them on a plate.

Han Manju and Lin Donghua set up a wooden shelf in the yard.

The pot stand is on top, and firewood is added below.

Fill the pot with water, wait for the water to boil, add the prepared pork, fish, and chicken in turn.

Tan Zhengran called Mu Yanqing and Mr. Mu to eat. It was the first time for Mr. Mu to eat. He had heard of it before but never tried it.

Tan Zhengran picked up a piece of raw pork, swished it into the pot, and took it out after it was cooked.

Mr. Mu imitated her steps and ate with a dish of oil.

He ate from the bowl and looked at the sesame sauce dish in Tan Zhengran's bowl.

It just so happened that Mu Yanqing saw that he gave Mr. Mu his sesame sauce dish, and he and Sister Tan dipped the sauce dish together.

You can't let Mr. Mu take advantage of Sister Tan and eat Sister Tan's saliva, right?It's cheap enough for him alone.

Mr. Mu watched helplessly as Mu Yanqing calmly and repeatedly dipped in Tan Zhengran's sesame sauce dish, but Tan Zhengran had no intention of stopping him.

What is the relationship between these two people?There is an ambiguous atmosphere.

He observed Tan Zhengran and the two back and forth while eating, and he was full after a few mouthfuls of meat.

Mr. Mu was surprised that he usually ate much more than this, why was he full now?

Could it be that the hot pot made by Tan Zhengran has some special magic power?

Mr. Mu doesn't understand, why don't husbands and wives share a bowl?

He has a wife, and he has never used a bowl with her. Is this a new way?

Mr. Mu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sat on the stool in the hall to drink tea.

Except for himself, everyone else was seriously eating hot pot in the yard.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, without any intention of stopping.

咕噜 咕噜

Mr. Mu's stomach strikes, he looks down at his stomach in thought.

He put down the chopsticks first, so he can't be cheeky to eat again, right?

If you don't eat, you will be hungry!

Mr. Mu chose to lose face between being hungry and losing face.

The savory meat wrapped in sesame sauce is very fragrant, if the face can be eaten for a meal, it is worth noting.

Mr. Mu didn't have the slightest sense of shame, and sat back on his seat to eat.

Tan Zhengran and the others were full, but he was still eating alone.

When my stomach is full and I can't hold a slice of pork, I don't want to put down my chopsticks.

He thinks that if he eats like this every day, he may become fat into a ball within a month, right?