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

"Is the young master jealous of my husband? Could it be that the young master is not useful?" Tan Zhengran has more people around him, and he has more confidence in his heart.

"Eldest sister, it's useless in low school. Elder sister will know if you try it." Mi Su chuckled, the corners of his lips drew a nice curve, and his words were a little more cunning.

Good guy, dare to tease her.

Tan Zhengran looked at Misu's lower body, "My lord, Elder Sister is kind-hearted, and I will help you buy some big men to serve you.

The son is satisfied with being served, and the eldest sister is also happy. "

Heh, Mu Yanqing smiled lightly, "Master Dongfeng, I have something to do, so I left with my wife first."

He clasped his hands into fists, carried the things on the ground, and left without waiting for Misu's reaction.

Tan Zhengran was holding cornel seeds in his hand, and when Mu Yanqing got into the bullock cart, he drove on with a bullwhip in his hand, thanking him, "Thank you for today's business, shopkeeper Mu, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, how will Sister Tan plan to escape?" Mu Yanqing asked.

"Beauty trick, I don't grow old.

Shopkeeper Mu is thanks to you for coming, can you keep this matter a secret for me? "

"Okay, Sister Tan isn't called a husband now? Just throw it away when you're done using it." Mu Yanqing said expressionlessly.

Tan Zhengran heeded his embarrassment, and under her guidance, Mu Yanqing sent her back to Meng Dacong's house.

"Where did mother go? I was looking for you." Cheng Yue'er heard movement at the door and opened it to check.

She helped Tan Zhengran get off the bullock cart, and asked, "Mother, who is this?"

"Oh, this is shopkeeper Mu." Tan Zhengran introduced.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yan said in a quiet voice, "Sister Tan, you were still calling me Mr. Master before, but now it's called shopkeeper Mu."

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Tan Zhengran coughed lightly, and Cheng Yueer was overly emotional, and said loudly: "Mother, when did you decide for life?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Shopkeeper Mu made a joke, do you believe it?" Tan Zhengran was one head and two big, and she had reason to suspect that Mu Yanqing was trying to trick her on purpose.

She and Cheng Yue'er carried all their things into the yard, and said to Mu Yanqing, "Mu shopkeeper, you are busy, so I won't keep you here."

Tan Zhengran went into the courtyard as he spoke, and kept Mu Yanqing out.

"Mother, don't you want shopkeeper Mu to come in and sit down? Is shopkeeper Mu going to be our stepfather?" Cheng Yueer was full of doubts.

She saw that Mu Yanqing looked younger than her husband-in-law, and when she became her father-in-law, he would make a move.

Tan Zhengran covered her lips, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? Are you afraid that Da Cong will come back and beat you up?

Shopkeeper Mu has a good appearance, can he take a fancy to me, an old woman?Don't point at the mandarin ducks.

If you have that time, why don't you help me prepare the portion that will be sold tomorrow.

Mother earns more money, and your life will be easier.

Stop talking about shopkeeper Mu, don't mention it to Da Cong, lest he be overwhelmed. "

After she finished speaking, Meng Dacong's voice sounded outside the door, "Mu shopkeeper, what are you doing at my door?"

Cheng Yue'er heard a familiar voice from outside the door, and said, "Mother, my husband is back, I can't hide it anymore, what should I do?"

Tan Zhengran opened the door, and before Mu Yanqing could answer, he stepped forward and said, "Da Cong is back, mother bought some things, and happened to meet shopkeeper Mu.

Shopkeeper Mu is kind-hearted and insists on sending my mother back, but my mother's kindness is hard to refuse, so I have to ask shopkeeper Mu to send me back. "

Meng Dacong questioned Cheng Yueer suspiciously, but Cheng Yueer had her own selfish motives.

She thought that her mother-in-law really wanted to find a wife, so she might as well find a handsome one instead of someone uglier than her father-in-law.

She has never seen her father-in-law, and she can guess a thing or two by looking at her man's face, so she said: "Yes, mother did not dare to invite shopkeeper Mu into the yard to sit for a while in order to avoid suspicion.

Xianggong, why don't we invite shopkeeper Mu into the house and sit down for a while? "

Meng Dacong was unwilling, but he couldn't refuse in front of Mu Yanqing, so he had no choice but to invite Mu Yanqing into the house.

Tan Zhengran pretended to close the gate, and when Mu Yanqing entered the yard, he whispered, "Don't talk nonsense in front of my son."

"Sister Tan, what are you afraid of me saying? Your husband?"

Tan Zhengran smiled, turned his hands behind his back, and pinched Mu Yanqing's waist hard.

Mu Yanqing endured the pain and frowned, Tan Zhengran relieved his anger and loosened the flesh on his waist.

After entering the hall, she personally filled a cup of tea for Mu Yanqing.

"Mu shopkeeper, please drink tea." Tan Zhengran handed the tea to Mu Yanqing.

She turned to Meng Dacong and said, "Dacong, sit with shopkeeper Mu for a while, and mother will cook."

As she spoke, she left the hall and went to the kitchen.

After entering the kitchen, Cheng Yue'er walked in right after her, "Mom, am I doing well? I didn't even tell my husband the truth."

"Okay, hurry up and make the meal. Da Cong can go back to college after eating." Tan Zhengran opened the potato bag and took out six or seven potatoes from it.

Cheng Yueer peeled the potatoes together with her. After peeling the potatoes, Cheng Yueer consciously got up and went to the woodshed to get firewood to start a fire.

Tan Zhengran walked to the water tank, picked up the wooden ladle and bent down to scoop water, and poured it into the basin.

After washing the potatoes one by one, she took them to the chopping board and cut them into shreds.

Cheng Yue'er came in from the outside with the firewood in her arms, walked to the stove and sat down, took out the flint from her arms, and hit the flint up and down.

The flint and steel struck sparks, and Cheng Yueer started to ignite the fire.

Seeing this, Tan Zhengran lifted the lid of the oil jar, picked up a spoon, scooped out two spoonfuls of oil from it, and poured it into the cauldron.

She waited for the oil to heat up, then put scallion, ginger, gourd and other seasonings into the pot and sautéed until fragrant.

Tan Zhengran waited for the fragrance to come out, then poured the shredded potatoes into the pot.

After pouring the shredded potatoes, she picked up the wooden spoon and started to fry the shredded potatoes.

When the stir-frying was almost done, she pinched a small amount of salt from the salt shaker and sprinkled it into the pot, then poured in the sauce and vinegar, and continued to stir-fry.

She covered the pot and made another simple cabbage lump soup.

The cabbage pimple soup is ready, and the potato shreds are also ready.

Tan Zheng lifted the lid of the pot, put the potato shreds on a plate with a wooden spoon, and Biao Tangting shouted, "Da Cong, shopkeeper Mu went to the kitchen to wash his hands and eat."

"Here it is, mother." Meng Dacong agreed, got up and walked towards the kitchen with Mu Yanqing.

Tan Zhengran found some shredded potatoes and put them into a small bowl, then put some cabbage lump soup into the bowl, put them in a food box, and said to Meng Dacong, "Da Cong, remember to take the food box with you when you leave. It is really impossible to let Jiayuan come back to eat.

During the few days I live here, I have to raise my grandson to be fat and fat. "

"Mom, it's good to eat at the college. Mother is too hard to cook every day." Meng Dacong was bored, and his mother didn't even cook a few meals for him formally.

"Look at what you said, you can make do with it, but my eldest grandson can't make do with it." Tan Zhengran pinned all his hopes on the original owner's grandsons, who were more influential than his son.

"Mother, I'm also your son. He's worse than me. How can you treat your grandson better than your son?" Meng Dacong complained about Meng Dayan, because he broke his mother's heart.