Chapter 167 Chapter 167 Summer vacation flies by.
The little girl's unclear words confused her grandfather.
Comrade Mu Fugui scratched his ears and subconsciously repeated what he heard, "Eat roasted, roasted ginseng?"
Xinxin hadn't swallowed the food in her mouth yet, "Hmm, let's eat roasted ginseng~"
The irrelevant conversation between the grandfather and grandson made Mu Mian laugh so hard that he fell down laughing. Wen Chen reached out and hugged his daughter-in-law in time.
Mu Fugui leaned against the window, looking puzzled, "Where did the ginseng come from?"
Obviously, the old man took it a little seriously.
Strictly speaking, they took it half seriously. Although roasting ginseng sounds absurd, the way the young couple looked, it was actually quite reasonable to say that they were looking at ginseng.
Mu Mian smiled and waved to his father, and whispered in a mysterious tone: "Dad, come in."
Mu Fugui was very cooperative. He immediately tiptoed when he heard this. He was clearly in his own home, so he didn't know why he had to act like a thief.
This appearance of his successfully attracted the attention of Comrade Liu Shuangcui. She had originally gone to the kitchen to wash her hands, but now she turned on tiptoe and came over here.
"What are you doing?!" Liu Shuangcui shouted to her man.
Mu Fugui had just opened the door a crack when he heard the words and stopped. He waited until Liu Shuangcui came closer before saying, "It was said that some ginseng was found. Xiao Wen brought it back, I think."
Well... the old man also automatically rounded out the logic.
Mu Mian chuckled, "It's not ginseng."
After saying that, Mu Mian picked up the broken drum and placed it on the table, motioning for the old couple to look at it, "Here, little yellow croaker! Hehehehehe..."
After seeing what it was, the old couple's eyes widened.
Although the size of the small yellow croaker is not as impressive as the big yellow croaker, there are so many of them, one next to the other, golden in color, which is pleasing to the eye.
Mu Fugui: "Oh my god!"
Liu Shuangcui: "This, this... is what's in this drum?!"
Mu Mian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Well, if Xinxin hadn't stepped on it accidentally, we wouldn't have noticed it."
When she said this, Mu Mian picked up her daughter and moved her around, kissing her, "Mommy's little blessing~"
Xinxin puffed out her little chest and said, "I'm so lucky!"
The little girl has heard this a lot. She is fair and chubby, like a doll in a New Year picture. Neighbors always like to say that this child looks blessed.
Mu Fugui laughed so hard that the wrinkles on his face piled up, "Hahahahahahaha, I'm so lucky, how many are there in total?"
Wen Chen: "I counted them three times, twenty."
Mu Fugui picked one up and looked at it carefully, "Oh, it's so old, it's really edible roasted ginseng."
Liu Shuangcui didn't know what had just happened. When she heard this, she turned her head and looked at her man, with a clear expression on her face...
Why don’t you go to heaven!
Also eat roasted ginseng! What family dares to eat like this? !
Mu Mian laughed, "Hahahahaha, think about life."
Comrade Mu Fugui finally reacted and said, "Don't say that. You need to think about it."
My daughter is so lucky. Everything she brought back on this trip was valuable. It's like God's own daughter.
Then again, his daughter is God’s biological daughter, so doesn’t that mean he is… God? !
Oh, I dare not think like that. I can’t think like that. It’s a sin! !
While Comrade Mu Fugui was thinking about this and that, Mu Mian found a small box and put the small yellow croaker in it.
Mu Fugui stared at her, and then his unruly temper came up. He first shouted, "My girl."
Mu Mian responded to every word, "What do you want to say, Dad?"
Mu Fugui said casually, "Are there many small markets that sell this kind of stuff? Otherwise, your hair band dad can sell it for you, and you can go around the city when you have nothing to do."
As soon as he said this, Liu Shuangcui raised her hand and slapped him, "What are you talking about? Can this be taken seriously?!"
As a human being, you must not be greedy.
Mu Mian smiled as she watched her father being patted, "Mom is right."
Comrade Mu Fugui hissed loudly and exaggeratedly, "It was just a joke, but you are too cruel."
Liu Shuangcui snorted, "My hand still hurts."
Mu Fugui opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the old lady's voice came from outside, "The melon has been cut for a long time, what are you doing in the house?"
Mu Mian responded, "I'll be right there."
In the living room, the TV volume was turned up quite loud. A martial arts drama was playing. The heroine was very beautiful and the hero was also very handsome. They were all extremely obsessed with watching the drama and no one cared about what Mu Mian and the others had been doing in the room before.
The cantaloupe that Wen Zhan had brought back earlier was quite large, and half of it was still left on the plate.
Time passed quickly while I was eating melon and watching TV.
After the TV series was over, Mu Mian took Xinxin out to wash up. It was already late and the little girl was very sleepy. She fell asleep in her mother's arms right after washing.
By the time the couple had tidied themselves up and lay down, another twenty minutes had passed.
The bedroom was dark with the lights off. The electric fan was blowing quietly. Apart from the sound of the fan, the room was quite quiet.
Mu Mian's head was resting on his fourth brother's arm, and the couple were half leaning and half hugging each other.
The unexpected fortune that came in the middle of the night immediately diluted the sweet feeling of being reunited after a short separation.
Mu Mian is still thinking about the small yellow croaker, which weighs more than one kilogram!
I had spent three large yellow croakers on buying this courtyard house before, and now I have made up for more than half of it. My small treasury is still full, which makes me want to laugh even in my dreams.
Mu Mian stretched out his hand in the darkness and said, "Brother, look, isn't it golden?"
She loves her little golden hands so much!
Wen Chen pulled him over and kissed him several times, "Mm, it smells delicious."
Mu Mian took the opportunity to put his hand on Wen Chen's neck, touching it from time to time, and chatting casually. After a few minutes, the sticky feeling of a newlywed couple returned.
The little excitement in Mu Mian's mind was directly reflected in his actions, and his slender legs turned into ropes that entangled people.
The same goes for that hand. It can pick up small gold pieces outside and hold a big gold gun at home.
How could a gay man who hadn't touched his wife for two weeks stand such stimulation? After a long time, he came again without a break and kept hugging his slippery wife.
That night, the couple really made a fuss for a long time, even into the late night.
After being extremely excited, the two of them cleaned up and fell asleep.
It turns out that holding a big gold//gun or something is more tiring than picking up small gold.
The next day, Mu Mian got up much later than usual. It had been a long time since she had slept until noon like this.
It was a little overcast outside, with a slight breeze. Xinxin and Wenzhan were busy working on wooden stakes in the yard.
Some old fathers always keep their words in front of their daughters. Yesterday he said he would make a new stool for her, and today he put it into action.
As soon as Mu Mian pushed the door open, the father and daughter immediately cast their eyes over.
An innocent and simple one with a lovely smile.
One of them was smiling, but it was meaningful. To put it bluntly... it was dull.
Apparently, some gay men really like the enthusiasm and initiative from their wives.
Mu Mian coughed a few times at the person, signaling him to restrain himself. Her grandmother was still busy in the vegetable garden nearby.
Xinxin ran over and asked, "Mom, do you have a cold?"
Mu Mian: "No, mom is fine."
The old lady was not surprised, "There are buns in the steamer."
Mu Mian was indeed hungry. To be more precise, she was woken up by hunger.
At this point, everyone else in the family has gone out to do their work.
After Mu Mian finished her meal, she was thinking about going out to sell some social media posts, but before she left the house, she received a letter from the postman.
It was sent by the editor of the publishing house, saying that the second series of "Xiao Ya and Friends" is about to be released, and the first print run will be larger than the previous "Xiao Ya and Friends".
This is certainly good news, as the number of first prints is a reflection of the quality of a work.
If nothing unexpected happens, this book should sell well. She will get 30% of the royalties, and she will receive the money after some time!
Two days passed in a flash, and on Sunday night, Wen Zhen returned to the base.
Mu Mian had originally thought about taking Xinxin to live in the staff quarters during the summer vacation, but the reality was that she was too busy to have time.
Don’t underestimate the business of posting circle, you can make a lot of money.
As the summer vacation passed, just as Mu Mian had expected, the style of the hair band was soon imitated by others. By the time others started selling the same hair band, the aunt and sister-in-law had already made new ones.
The whole family was busy throughout July and August.
In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation is coming to an end. During this entire summer vacation, the weather was hot and the days were prosperous.
The old couple's snacks and Shi Xiaolian's pastries and black plum soup were all selling well. Liu Yan alone earned five or six hundred yuan, and it's been less than two months, only one and a half months at most.
When he called home, he gave his grandpa and parents a big scare.
If Liu Shuangcui hadn't confirmed it, they would have suspected that their boy had gone out to rob.
Five or six hundred, that's too much. You earn in just one or two months what others earn in one or two years!
If Liu Yan can earn so much, Shi Xiaolian and the old couple can certainly earn even more. Their wallets are all bulging.
In mid-to-late August, the aunt and sister-in-law stopped selling hair bands because they were not selling well and school was about to start.
On August 18th, Mu Mian and Nie Sihui carefully calculated in the house and found that the net profit from selling hair bands was nearly three thousand yuan!
Mu Mian was counting the money with a smile on his face. It was said that in the early days of reform and opening up, even a pig could take off if it stood in the right place.
The opportunity hasn't even fully arrived yet, but money has already started falling from the sky.
Xixi also received about 100 yuan according to her work. Nie Sihui confiscated her money and let the girl keep it for herself.
These days, few families can afford to give a primary school student so much money.
However, their family had the precedent of Mu Mian, so the whole family didn't think it was a big deal. You know, when Mu Mian was this age, he had much more money.
Xixi was so happy that her savings exceeded three digits. The little girl was jumping around at home.
But within an hour, the joy turned into sorrow.
Because Nie Sihui had some free time, she started checking her daughters' homework. School was about to start in five days, and some elementary school students still had more than half of their summer homework to do.
In fact, Nie Sihui had urged her before. When Xixi wanted to go sell hair bands with them, she told her to do her homework first.
The little girl kept saying... I know, there's still time.
Nie Sihui also urged her when she was resting and watching TV at home, but the little girl stared at the TV and kept talking... I know, there's still time.
Inside the room, Nie Sihui's face turned serious, "Mu Xi!"
The name successfully brought the little girl, who had gotten a little too proud of herself, back to her original state. The only elementary school student in the family began a difficult life of rushing to finish homework.
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