Chapter 162 Chapter 162 is flourishing.
No one cared whether Mu Zhuo's tooth was aching or not.
The old lady smiled and looked at her granddaughter, "Are you hungry? Your brother hasn't eaten yet, so I'll give you a bowl too?"
Mu Mian nodded, "I wouldn't feel it if you didn't say it, but now that you mentioned it, I seem to be a little hungry."
Mu Zhuo chuckled, "I am a little full."
After saying that, Mu Zhuo glanced at Nie Sihui and said, "Wife, I will pick you up next time too."
Nie Sihui rolled her eyes. "Tsk, you're already an adult, why are you making such a fuss? Who knows who will get home first between us."
Mu Zhuo felt very sorry for being so far away from home.
While the couple were chatting back and forth, Mu Mian had already carried the sleeping Xinxin back to the bedroom, and Wen Chen followed closely behind with his schoolbag.
Two minutes later, Xinxin took off her shoes and coat and lay quietly in the middle of the bed. Wen Chen carefully pulled the quilt up.
Mu Mian stood beside the bed and looked at his fourth brother with a smile. Wen Zhan sat on the bed and reached out to his daughter-in-law, and Mu Mian sat on her thighs.
The bedroom was quite quiet, but I could hear the TV and talking from next door.
Mu Mian adjusted the collar of his coat and said, "This dress is really nice. I have really good taste."
The clothes she bought look nice, but Fourth Brother rarely wears them. He usually wears a military uniform.
Wen Chen whispered, "Only the clothes are nice?"
Mu Mian moved his hands to hug her neck, smiling, "She's a very nice person."
As he said this, Mu Mian leaned over and kissed him on the face.
Clothes look good, and the person wearing them looks even better.
Wen Zhan moved his head closer and was about to give her a deeper kiss when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The couple turned their heads at the same time, and saw their daughter lying in the quilt, looking at them with her big round eyes, innocent and simple.
The couple: “………………”
When did you wake up?
Seeing that both her parents were looking at her, Xinxin smiled sweetly and crawled out of the quilt like a little puppy, "I want a kiss too!"
The little girl's face was flushed. Mu Mian pulled her over and pecked her, "Why did you wake up?"
Xinxin giggled, "Don't sleep~"
Mu Mian opened his coat and wrapped his daughter. Wen Chen hugged his wife with one hand and supported his daughter with the other, holding the two women, one big and one small, in his arms.
The family of three huddled together and made a mess.
Xinxin pouted her little mouth and slapped her parents on the face.
Wen Zhan, who didn't become the daughter-in-law, resigned himself to his fate and helped the little girl put on clothes and shoes. When the family of three left the bedroom, the old lady had already prepared the midnight snack.
Mu Zhuo picked up Xin Xin and moved her over, saying something similar to Mu Mian, "Why are you awake? Your brother is asleep."
Xinxin said cutely, "I'm awake, mommy give me a kiss~"
Although the words were not fully spoken, the adults understood them and glanced at the young couple several times.
Mu Mian: “………………”
It’s okay if the little cotton jacket turns into a small colander.
Wen Chen calmly pulled his daughter over and said, "Daddy is holding her. Your uncle is going to eat."
Xinxin puffed her cheeks and said, "I want to eat, too."
Two minutes later, the little girl who didn't want to sleep held her little bowl and ate a delicious midnight snack.
After all, the little girl is young and has limited energy. After playing for a while, she fell into a sound sleep again.
After cleaning up the dishes, washing up and turning off the TV, the yard fell into silence.
In the bedroom of the couple, some of the men who had been interrupted by their daughters before were now hugging and kissing their wives for a long time. They could only see each other once a week, but they had saved up a lot of things.
By the time all this was done, it was already late and the midnight snack had basically been finished.
The next day, Mu Mian and Wen Chen were not in a hurry to go to the compound. They planned to go to the furniture store in the morning with Nie Sihui and Mu Zhuo.
After so much time had passed, all the houses in the family compound had been allocated.
Wen Zhan's place is a first-floor building. The conditions in the capital are naturally better than those in Ningzhang City. The house is also bigger than when he was in Ningzhang. It is a four-bedroom house with an area of more than 100 square meters. All regimental-level officers have four-bedroom houses.
Wen Zhen's transfer this time was a lateral transfer, but from Ningzhang to the capital, a lateral transfer was considered a half-level promotion.
Mu Mian hasn't seen the house yet, but he can imagine it just by listening to what people say. The previous family who lived there took good care of it. The house is very new, but the furniture needs to be supplemented.
Mu Mian is very positive about this matter. If nothing unexpected happens, the courtyard house in Anfeng Hutong and the house in the staff quarters will be his long-term residence in the future.
In Muzhuo, because it is located in the suburbs, the infrastructure is relatively not very good, and the family compound is full of bungalows with courtyards.
He was promoted to the rank of colonel this time, and the house he was assigned was also very big, after all, his rank was high.
When the old lady heard about the yard, her hands began to iterate as if she wanted to pick up the hoe. She mentioned several times that she would go there someday to tidy up the yard and plant vegetables.
at the moment,
Several people bought a lot of things at the furniture store, including tables, cabinets and other things. Wen Zhan and Mu Zhuo both had trucks, so they could load all of them.
At almost eleven o'clock, Mu Mian and Wen Chen took Xinxin to the Wen family again.
I originally wanted to take Xixi with me, but this girl ran outside to play with her new friends. This lively and cheerful girl never lacks friends wherever she goes.
After staying in the compound for half a day, Wen Chen and Mu Zhuo returned to the base in the evening and their lives went on as usual.
In March, the weather in the capital gradually became warmer.
At school, Mu Mian adapted well. Although she did not become a class leader or join the student union, she joined the Painting Club and the Cultural Relics Lovers Association and got to know some classmates from the Archaeology Department.
She also did not neglect the comic books, mainly because the editors began to ask about her well-being and urged her to submit her manuscripts, and occasionally even sent her some sugar-coated bullets.
Mu Mian himself has been quite inspired recently. He studies and earns money at the same time, and every day is busy and fulfilling.
Classmates occasionally saw her painting, but they didn't ask much. After all, they all knew that Mu Mian had joined the painting club, and they thought she was doing something in the club.
Mu Mian didn't say anything on her own initiative. Up to now, her vest was still well covered.
While Mu Mian was busy, Nie Sihui and the others were in a similar state. Liu Yan and Shi Xiaolian both came to Anfeng Hutong once during the weekend, and they were very excited when talking about their college life.
At home, after the spring, the old lady cleaned up the yard, turned the soil, and planted vegetables. She also planted vegetables in the yard on the Mu Zhuo family compound. In short, she couldn't bear to see any land left empty.
Mu Fugui takes his granddaughter and grandson for a stroll outside every day. He doesn't just stroll around aimlessly, but occasionally chats with some guys who set up stalls.
This guy was also a person who couldn't sit still. When he saw someone setting up a stall, he started to get excited too.
In fact, since the beginning of the Chinese New Year, there have been quite a few people setting up stalls on the streets, most of them selling snacks and breakfasts, or some handmade gadgets.
The street office doesn't really care about it now and just tolerates it. There are even people secretly opening private restaurants in the alley next door.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
That afternoon, there was no evening self-study, so Mu Mian walked home after class. The yard was filled with fragrance.
As soon as Mu Mian entered the room, he started shouting, "What did you cook? It smells so good."
She could smell it from a distance.
Xixi: "Old hen, too much milk for stewing soup."
Mu Mian: "Where did you buy it?"
Mu Fugui: "It's in the small alley next to Xixi School. I happened to see it while strolling. There were quite a few people buying it. It seemed like they were brought here from the village."
Later on, Mu Fugui whispered, "Someone must have been raising them secretly. If they were collecting them from every household, how could they get so many chickens? There are dozens of them. I said I wanted to raise three chicks, and he said I could have them in two days."
The old lady said: "You are so brave."
Mu Fugui: "I see that I don't care much about it now. Aren't those breakfast stalls doing well?"
The old lady: "I'm afraid they'll suddenly intervene again someday."
The family chatted while eating. The old lady steamed rice and two buns.
The buns were bought in the morning but not finished, and they were forgotten to be eaten at noon. After Mu Fugui drank a mouthful of soup and took another bite of the bun, he said with a slightly disdainful tone: "If you ask me, these buns are really not that good. The stuffing is not as delicious as our mom's. I've seen that big brother's business is pretty good these past two days. If we get some to sell, we'll definitely be able to sell them."
Liu Shuangcui was also a little tempted. She was still able to work and of course wanted to earn money. She couldn't really rely on her son and daughter for support. She was not old enough to do that.
Liu Shuangcui: "If this is caught, it won't affect Mian Ya and the others, right?"
Mu Mian raised his head from his rice bowl and said, "No, at most the things will be confiscated and I won't get them back."
Although the policy is not yet clear, there are already signs of it.
After the policy is officially released at the end of the year, coupled with the large number of educated youth returning to the city at the beginning of next year, the authorities will be encouraging towards individual businesses.
Mu Fugui said carelessly, "Let's sell less. We won't lose much if the price is deducted."
It wasn't a whim on his part, he had really been walking around and observing for several days and had thought about it carefully. Even though the stall was small, they should be making a lot of money.
After deciding to do it, the old couple acted very quickly and efficiently. Within two days, they bought a tricycle and some steamer tongs and other things.
They not only sell buns, the old couple also want to make some egg cakes to sell. Liu Shuangcui is very good at making egg cakes, and they are much more delicious than those made by the supply and marketing cooperative.
These two things are not difficult to do. At the beginning, you should try something simple.
Two days later, the two of them rode their bikes to the intersection early in the morning, leaving home much earlier than the three people at home who were going to school.
Mu Mian had classes in the morning and had no idea how her parents were doing. When she came back at noon, Mu Fugui pulled her over as soon as she entered the house and asked, "Guess how much your mother and I earned this morning."
Seeing her father's beaming expression, Mu Mian also started to laugh and cooperated, "How much?"
Nie Sihui, who arrived home at the same time, came over and asked, "Five or six dollars?"
Mu Fugui shook his head proudly, "Guess again."
Mu Mian: "About ten yuan?"
Mu Fugui smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. "Excluding the cost of flour and eggs, it's 15.5 yuan! Your mother and I made less today. We will make more tomorrow and we will definitely be able to sell more."
Nie Sihui: "So many?!"
If you can do it for a long time, it will cost you several hundred yuan a month.
Mu Fugui whispered, "That's right, no wonder they are all on display quietly, and there are more people buying them."
There are really a lot of rich people in big cities.
Mu Mian gave her father two thumbs up.
It’s amazing, she hasn’t even started this business yet, but her parents have already started it.
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