Gu Lin heard the movement in the living room from the kitchen and ran over immediately and saw Muning lying on the chair with a pale face.
His heart was beating wildly, his fingertips were white, and his back seemed to be cold, "Mu Ning, what's wrong?"
Although he was nervous, his big hand gently stroked Muning's back, "Why did you vomit suddenly?"
Muning calmed down for a long time before suppressing the nauseating feeling, "Pour me a glass of water."
Gu Lin handed the water to her mouth, and she drank a few sips from the man's hand, feeling much better.
"Your son kicked me, maybe it hit his stomach. He felt uncomfortable and vomited it out." She touched her belly with a smile, "The little guy has become naughty."
It almost made her vomit to death.
Gu Lin frowned, touched his belly and threatened, "If you make your mother uncomfortable again, come out and I will beat you."
Muning glanced at him sideways, "Are you willing to do it?"
He turned evil for his son, how could he be willing to beat his son?
Gu Lin felt that Muning was a little strange, "My son can't be beaten, but if he makes you feel uncomfortable, you should teach him a lesson."
Mu Ning was happy. She often said that her son was because she knew the plot.
But the man didn't know why he was shouting from his son. He suddenly wanted to tease him, "What if it's my daughter! Do you want to beat her too?"
Gu Lin asked her to stand up and walk around, "Hit my daughter too."
My daughter is quite naughty and needs to be taught a lesson.
Muning looked at him seriously and burst out laughing, no longer feeling nauseated at all.
"Okay, I'll remember what you said. Let's see if you beat our son or daughter in the future."
Gu Lin was very happy because of the word 'we'.
"Would you like to go to the kitchen and take a look? The potatoes are cut."
Muning's eyes lit up, "Okay, let's just make chili oil. Bring more things to sell at night. It doesn't matter if it takes longer."
She spent a lot of money when she was angry, and she had to earn it back. After all, she had to pay Zhao Liang's salary at the end of the month.
"I'll go with you tonight."
The first day the Langya potatoes were sold, she had to see them in person.
"good."
Gu Lin also wanted to put the person under his nose, so he easily agreed.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone in Daliu Shuyuan and Gu Lin's house smelled a particularly choking and attractive smell of chili oil.
While everyone was sneezing, they couldn't help but say, "Oh, who is making chili oil? It might choke people to death, but why is it so fragrant?"
In the kitchen, Gu Lin had already driven Mu Ning outside and asked her to cover her mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief, "I'll take care of the rest."
"Gu Lin, don't make this oil too hot, or it will burn the chili peppers."
"knew."
With red eyes and tears, Gu Lin and Zhao Liang made more than ten kilograms of chili oil, which was very spicy for them.
After they made the chili oil, Aunt Zhou didn't hold back and went straight to the door. She saw Muning standing at the door.
"Oh, girl Ning, how come your chili oil is so fragrant?"
Muning was a little proud. In addition to the chili pepper, the chili oil must have a secret recipe.
"No, no, it's just that the variety of peppers Gu Lin bought today is good." However, the more Muning smelled it, the more familiar it became, and he felt that he might have eaten this kind of pepper before.
I just can't remember where to eat, which is a bit regretful.
Muning put the matter behind him, "Auntie, I made more than ten kilograms of chili oil today. Can you take it back to eat? We just made cold noodles, so you and Uncle Wang don't have to make dinner."
After saying that, she called Gu Lin's name, and the man quickly answered and came out with something in his hand soon.
"Aunt Zhou, I made a new food - wolf-toothed potatoes. You can take them home and eat them with cold noodles. I hope you can eat them happily."
Aunt Zhou didn't refuse, took the two big bowls and walked home, meeting other neighbors.
"Oh, this is the chili oil made by Gu Lin's family. It looks different from what we make. Aunt Zhou, you are lucky."
Aunt Zhou looked proud. When she helped Gu Lin in the past, these people said they should be careful of being bitten by the wolf cub. Who would have thought that a man would become different after he got married.
"Oh, it's all my wish. It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. This cold noodle is too heavy, I'm going home first."
Yang Guihua was in the crowd, her face downcast, "What's the point of being proud of a bowl of chili oil when a villain succeeds?"
"Yang Osmanthus, don't tell me. Gu Lin's cold noodle stall is doing really well. You see, every time we go out, it's always sold out. There are at least dozens of them a day." These words were a bit sour.
"It's not just a small vendor, it has no future." Yang Guihua said proudly. Her son is a high school student and will be a college student in the future. It is not easy to make money.
Nothing to envy.
Because the chili oil was too strong, it was almost half past five when Gu Lin and the others set off. "Do you think these potatoes can be sold?"
Muning looked at a large pot of potatoes on the tricycle, almost thirty servings.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, if there's not enough, there's nothing we can't sell."
Mu Ning thinks so. Anyway, she has made up her mind not to go home until the dinner is sold out tonight!
When the three of them arrived at the square, many regular customers had already seen them.
"Oh, the boss's wife is here today! No wonder the boss didn't show up before to coax his wife. This boss's wife is really handsome."
The person who said this didn't have any ill intentions, he was just praising Mu Ning. She smiled very helpfully and said, "That's a nice thing to say. Brother, I'll give you an extra pair of chopsticks for cold noodles later."
"Oh, the boss lady is so grand!"
Gu Lin got off the tricycle at this time, opened the small window and replied, "I'm not the boss, she is."
He pointed at Muning.
Xiaomei arrived with her classmates and shouted in the queue, "Your wife is the boss, so who are you?" The boss's husband? Boss brother?
Gu Lin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I am her little worker."
Zhao Liang couldn't wait to find a trash can and vomit. What a small worker, he was obviously her husband.
