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

Mu Yanqing withdrew his gaze, turned around and entered the lobby to get busy.

Tan Zhengran went out of the city in a bullock cart, and said to Meng Dashan who was driving the carriage: "Dashan, you are not young, there are some things you should say, and some things you can't say, so you have to keep it in your heart."

Meng Dashan was taken aback, did he do bad things with good intentions again?

With such a grown-up, apart from his father, shopkeeper Mu is the person he thinks is the most suitable for his mother, even better than Uncle Ruan.

Meng Dashan said "oh" depressed, he listened to his mother's words, and his heart slowly tilted towards Mu Yanqing unconsciously.

He drove the ox cart halfway, and met Misu, who was covered in blood, leaning against a tree by the side of the road.

"Mother, it's uncle." Meng Dashan exclaimed and stopped the ox cart.

He jumped off the bullock cart, and Wang Juduo and the two of them put their right hands on their stomachs, and Misu, whose blood was rushing out, helped onto the bullock cart.

Tan Zhengran tore off the white cloth from Misu's body and wrapped it around Misu's abdomen to stop the bleeding.

"Shall I take you to the clinic?" Tan Zhengran asked Misu for his opinion.

Who knows if there is any eyeliner nearby at this moment, she took Misu home, if she got into trouble, it would be hard to get out.

"Okay." Mi Su Xu guessed Tan Zhengran's worry, and did not refuse.

He closed his eyes weakly and buried his head on Tan Zhengran's shoulder.

Human life is at stake, and Tan Zhengran can't care less about keeping a distance, and besides, she treats Misu like a younger brother.

Meng Dashan turned around with the ox cart, boarded the ox cart and returned to the city.

When going in the direction of the medical center, pass by Huakai Fugui Restaurant.

Mu Yanqing, who was settling accounts, seemed to have sensed it in advance, and he raised his eyes to see it.

Mu Yanqing clenched the hand holding the brush, but he broke the brush with excessive force.

Coming out of the counter, he stood at the door and looked out, his eyes closely following the bullock cart Tan Zhengran was sitting on.

Mu Yanqing ruled out the places that Tan Zhengran might go one by one in his mind, and finally confirmed that he was in the medical center.

He called Meng Xiaotou to give a few words of advice, and then set off towards the destination in his heart.

When Mu Yanqing arrived at the clinic, the gray-bearded Doctor Li had already bandaged Misu's wound.

Dr. Li wrote a prescription and asked Xiaoer to grab the medicines on the prescription and pack them together.

"Doctor Li, I'll prescribe two stomach medicines." Mu Yanqing raised his legs and stepped into the threshold of the medical hall.

From the corner of her eye, she spotted Tan Zhengran who was paying for the medicine at the counter, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Sister Tan, what a coincidence." Mu Yanqing pretended to meet Tan Zhengran by chance.

"Shopkeeper Mu, do you have a stomach problem?" Tan Zhengran asked when he heard him come to fetch medicine.

"It's not very comfortable, take precautions in advance." Mu Yanqing was not precise enough to fall ill.

Tan Zhengran nodded, with Qi Shi by his side, even if he fell ill, he would be taken care of.

"Mu shopkeeper still needs to eat on time every day to nourish his stomach." Tan Zhengran considered that he would continue to deal with Mu Yanqing in the future, so he still cared what he should have.

You can't chat to death, and everyone will be embarrassed in the future.

Tan Zhengran's normal concern warmed Mu Yanqing's frozen heart.

Once upon a time, there were people who worried about his health like Sister Tan?

For so many years, he has long been used to living alone.

Keep busy, forget loneliness for a short time.

Mu Yanqing got the soup and paid for it, and he asked a few symbolic questions about Misu's condition.

Tan Zhengran was worried about Misu's health, since he was also the owner of Dongfeng Villa after all.

She was really dying, and she couldn't even explain it clearly.

She also wanted to find a chance to go to Dongfeng Villa again.

Dongfeng Mountain Villa has beautiful mountains and waters, ranging from melons, teas and herbs to melons, fruits, pears and peaches. It is wonderful to be able to buy a lot of things when you go there.

"Misu, shall I ask Dashan to take you back to the villa?" Tan Zhengran kept silent about how Misu got hurt, who did he offend?

In her opinion, the more you know, the more dangerous you are.

Mi Su raised her eyelids and said in a weak voice, "I'm going to shopkeeper Mu's house."

"Ah?" Tan Zhengran didn't hear clearly for a while.

"I'm going to Shopkeeper Mu's house." Mi Su repeated.

There was no blood on his face, and he didn't have much energy to make jokes.

Tan Zhengran stared at Mu Yanqing in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.

"Sister Tan, ask Dashan to drag Mr. Su to my home to recuperate." Mu Yanqing made a relief.

It's better to bring someone under his nose to watch than to go to Tan Zhengran's house.

Lonely men and widows, who can guarantee that no rumors will spread?

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Mu. Shopkeeper Mu is very kind-hearted." Tan Zhengran praised.

She originally thought that Mu Yanqing would refuse, but she never thought that he was more humane than she imagined.

Mu Yanqing raised the corners of his lips, he took Misu in for Sister Tan's sake.

With the decoction in his hand, Mu Yanqing and Meng Dashan supported Misu into the bullock cart and headed to his home.

Qi Shi came back from the grain and oil shop he owned, took out the key from his pocket and opened the gate, and before he could move his foot, Meng Dashan's ox cart stopped at the gate.

Qi Shi retracted his feet, turned around and looked over.

"Master." Qi Shi hurriedly walked to the ox cart, raised his arm and handed it to Mu Yanqing, asking him to help him get off the ox cart.

Mu Yanqing was not hypocritical, he put his hand on Qi Shi's arm, and got off the bullock cart gracefully and calmly.

Qi Shi saw him come down and move aside to stand still.

Mu Yanqing put both hands on Tan Zhengran's left arm and helped her down to prevent her from falling.

He waited for Tan Zhengran to get off the bullock cart safe and sound, and carried Misu into the courtyard with Meng Dashan.

Before Qi Shi entered the courtyard, he looked around to see if there was anyone suspicious.

Seeing no one around, he closed the door with confidence.

Qi Shi tidied up a guest room for Misu to stay and recuperate.

"Mu shopkeeper, I have troubled you these days.

When he recovers from his injuries, I guess he will leave on his own and won't pester Shopkeeper Mu. "Tan Zhengran didn't want to tease Mu Yanqing when they met for the first time.

Right now, she behaved well, and she was afraid that Mu Yanqing would say something that could not be taken back.

She had the same concerns as Meng Dacong. Mu Yanqing was thirty-five this year. Although he was married once, he had no children.

She herself is in her forties this year, there is not much difference in age, and the problem is entangled in children.

Her granddaughter will be ten years old next year, and she will be married in five years.

It's impossible for her to have a child. Mu Yanqing has no children, which is equivalent to an unprecedented one.

Even if she really indulges in Mu Yanqing's beauty one day, she can't be so selfish that she has no roots, and considering it all together, it's better not to harm him.

Tan Zhengran left Misu at Mu Yanqing's house, and left with Meng Dashan and his wife.

"Mother, it's a pity.

Shopkeeper Mu is such a good person, it would be nice to have children. Meng Dashan sighed again, and at the same time felt sorry for Mu Yanqing.

Tan Zhengran didn't say anything, and after a while, she finally said: "Mother still said the same thing, I like shopkeeper Mu, and I recognize him as a godfather."

"How can a godfather be like a stepfather?" Meng Dashan whispered.

Tan Zhengran didn't hear what he said, otherwise he would definitely refute, godfather is more fragrant than stepfather.

"By the way, mother, will you tell the third brother about uncle when you go back?" Meng Dashan asked uncertainly.