I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 34 Prosperity
The Chinese New Year is approaching in the blink of an eye, and this month's business is only two-thirds of last month's.

But compared to other places, Musheng is pretty good.

Mu Sheng gave everyone a holiday in advance, three days before the first year and three days after the next year. After all, they are doing business, and it is not as long as other people's holidays for the New Year.

One extra day off means one less day of money earned. Although business is not as good as usual during the Chinese New Year, some money will always flow in when the door is open.

Mu Sheng also specially wrapped a big red envelope for He Qi, after all, he wanted to leave her to look after the restaurant, and children must have something they want to buy during the Chinese New Year.

It's not that Mu Sheng doesn't want to take He Qi back, even if she stays with Wu Chen when she's not at home, it's just that the family can't accommodate one more person.

But among the small goals for next year, Mu Sheng planned to rent a yard and set down roots on Qiansan Street even if he couldn't afford it.

The small fenced yard here will be built into a large yard with green bricks and tiles. It will be beautiful to raise some cats, cats and dogs to live with flowers and plants when I grow old.

Mu Sheng has always thought well.

A few days ago, I bought another fifty or sixty catties of charcoal and piled them in the newly built shed.

I built one more than planned. Originally, I just planned to ask someone to build a small one for bathing. Later, I found that there were too many things in the house, so I built a separate room to store sundries.

The one-story bungalow is very simple and the roof is directly covered with yellow mud and straw, and several layers are laid on it. Several masters came to build it very quickly, and it was done in a week.

Anyway, Mu Sheng thought he was just living there for a while, and when he got rich, he would have to tear it down and lay a new foundation.

Even though it was the Chinese New Year, Wuchen never neglected his homework. He practiced calligraphy every day whenever he had free time, and the paper after practice was just used to light the fire every day.

In the past two days, Mu Sheng bought more than ten catties of beef suet and came back to boil the butter.

He brought back all kinds of spices from the hot pot restaurant, constantly adjusted them, and went back and forth more than ten times to achieve the effect Mu Sheng wanted.

Mu Sheng plans to reform the bottom of the pot when he opens for the Chinese New Year. The cost of so much bone soup every day is really high, and the customers will get tired of eating it for a long time. It is better to change the taste every time.

So Mu Sheng plans to launch new pot bases of spicy butter, spicy butter and Qingbuliang, and at the same time keep two dog meat and chicken soup that customers usually order the most.

Wu Chen watched the wife-master staring at the brazier without blinking, wondering what the wife-master was thinking.

He waved his hand in front of the wife-master, "Wife-master, look at the words written by Wu Chen."

Pulled back to his senses by Wuchen, looking at the words on the paper in front of him, it can't be said that it has a unique artistic conception, but at least the intertwined branches are unique.

Mu Sheng looked at the word with a solemn expression, "Wuchen, have you ever considered becoming a Taoist priest and selling talisman paper?".

"Eh?, don't the wife-lord think that she is very elegant?"

Mu Sheng was a little amused, "Who told you this? Didn't you practice stroke by stroke well before, and it's like this all of a sudden."

Seeing what the wife said, I can't write well. Before Mao Zedong said that it was hopeless, it would be better to find another way, so he practiced according to those calligraphy and everyone's copybooks, and he felt pretty good about himself.

However, he wrote too much, and he couldn't remember what he wrote.

"No, there is no wife master, I will practice hard stroke by stroke."

Mu Sheng held Wu Chen's hand. Practicing Chinese New Year's calligraphy is too boring. Remembering that I bought a lot of fireworks and firecrackers before, it would be more fun to set off fireworks together.

Wuchen was a little afraid of fireworks, so he hid behind his wife the whole time.

But he is still very happy. He has never played with these things since he was a child. Even if his mother buys them back during the Chinese New Year, he will only play them for his sister-in-law and his son. He is just a concubine, and his status in the family is not as good as a cow.

After the cows have finished their work, the mother will cut fresh grass for the cows to eat, but even if he does the work flawlessly, he just looks at it coldly.

Not to mention that if he made a mistake accidentally, the aunt would not give them food for the father and son because he didn't like him, and the father would have to secretly dig some wild vegetables to eat.

I don't know if my father is doing well at home. My father didn't even take a look when I got married, but just told me not to go back.

But my father didn't know that he was sold to the Mu family by his mother. The previous wife had a bad reputation, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling was not a proper job. No one would marry his son to such a family.

And because my younger sister didn't have enough money to go to the best school, my mother sold him to the Mu family for twenty silver and became Mu Sheng's husband.

When I got married, I had nothing but two changes of clothes.

I thought that if I got married, I would be freed from the sea of ​​suffering by becoming someone else's husband, but I didn't expect that after the death of the wife-owner's mother and father, the wife-owner abused him in every possible way.

Wu Chen looked up at the fireworks in the sky, fortunately all of this has passed, now the wife-lord has repented of her evil ways and she is being pampered, I only hope that this kind of life can last forever.

And Mu Sheng only hoped that her relatives and friends in that world could be happy, she wanted to tell them that she was doing well here, and that she had a very warm husband by her side.

In the cold weather, Dong Mu was afraid that Wu Chen would catch a cold, so he pulled him into the house after playing for a while, and heated up the brazier, implying that the new year will be as prosperous and auspicious as this pot of fire.

Wu Chen ate the cakes on the table, but Mu Sheng forbade him to eat too much, because he would not digest at night and would be prone to flatulence.

Although I am living a good life here with my wife, I still can't help thinking about my father.

Although his father didn't like to talk to him and scolded him, he knew that his father still loved him.

Every New Year's Eve, I will bring back a candied haws and a new set of clothes and put them on the table.

My father had no money, so my father pawned the few pieces of jewelry he had when he married and bought them for him.

Seeing Wuchen's suddenly lowered eyelids and being too quiet, Mu Sheng knew that he had thought of something bad again.

But when I asked him, he just shook his head and said nothing.

Mu Sheng was also very helpless, and he couldn't force him to speak.

I can only hug him gently, say something else, and divert his thinking.

"Wuchen, let's go to celebrate the New Year tomorrow, shall we go to Mrs. Fu first, then to Zedong's house, and then introduce a new friend of the wife-owner to Wuchen."

Wu Chen shook his head, expressing his disapproval, the wife-owner's friends are all women, it's inappropriate to introduce him as a man, and he still can't forget the joke the wife-owner said before.

"What does the wife-owner's friend Wu Chen know? If a man befriends a strange woman, he will be rumored."

Seeing that Wu Chen was unwilling, she didn't force it, after all, she really didn't think well about these things. She came from a society where men and women were equal in the 21st century, and suddenly came to this dynasty where women were superior to men, and she couldn't react to many things.

(End of this chapter)