Muning immediately retracted his hand, then put it behind his back in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "That, that, I..."
The more he tried to explain, the more he stuttered and couldn't say anything. Muning simply gave up on himself and planned to escape from the matter.
"I...I'm sleepy, sleep, sleep!"
Without looking into Gu Lin's eyes, Mu Ning ran to the bed like a gust of wind with her belly puffed out. Then she kicked her shoes and crawled onto the bed. As soon as the quilt was covered, she was like a mother who didn't want to recognize her.
Muning's escape made the man go from shock to slowly recalling it.
His hand touched the ear that Muning had pulled, and his eyes flashed. If someone dared to pull his ear like this before, he would beat the person half to death and hang him upside down on a tree for three days and three nights.
But this person was Mu Ning, and the ears she pulled were red and hot. Well, it didn't feel that bad.
Gu Lin lowered his head and walked towards the bed. When he lay down, Muning's body stiffened, and it took a long time for him to soften. When the light was turned on, in addition to the sound of the electric fan spinning, the two of them could hear the sound of the two of them. Breathing.
Muning pulled the quilt, not daring to turn over or speak.
I wanted to slap myself in the heart, so why did I just grab Gu Lin's ears with such a weak hand?
Her brain is thickened!
Muning wanted to curse herself to death, so the man said quietly, "Does your forehead still hurt?"
When Muning heard him speak, he almost bit his tongue, "Uh...it doesn't hurt anymore." He replied in a muffled voice.
"Does your jaw still hurt?"
He must have been hit quite badly.
"It doesn't hurt."
After the man answered in the darkness, Muning could feel his body moving, and then he got closer and closer to her body, and finally it seemed like there was a stove next to him.
The man's hand slowly touched her waist. As soon as his hand tightened, she was hugged by him. A low and sexy voice sounded in her ears, "I have never kissed anyone else, only you."
"I've never liked anyone else either."
Muning's face was completely red, and he groaned for a long time before saying, "It's very hot, please stay away from me."
The man was not wearing any clothes, and when he hugged her like this, she didn't know where to place her nervous hands, and where to look, her whole body became restrained.
Gu Lin laughed softly.
"why are you laughing?"
"No, I suddenly wanted to laugh." The man's hand tightened a little tighter, and Muning successfully fell asleep next to him.
"Go to sleep, it's late."
Muning stopped pushing the man outside and slowly closed his eyes while listening to his heartbeat.
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Langya potatoes have really opened up the market, although customers will complain when buying them, isn’t it just a bowl of potatoes? Why is it only five cents a bowl? You can buy a pound for 5 cents in the market.
But complaints are complaints, as more and more people bought them, and the amount of cold noodles and cold shrimps doubled accordingly.
Most of the people who buy Langya Potatoes are students. There are two middle schools near the square, namely No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School, and one Luoshui Primary School. A nursery school and a kindergarten are not excluded.
The square is the place they must pass when going home or going to school.
As long as students pass here, they can't help but buy a bowl or rush home, or pack it up and take it back to school.
Anyway, as long as they buy it and eat it in the classroom, no student can stand the heavy-flavored fried wolf tooth potatoes.
One Belt Two, Two Belt Four, Wolf Fang Potatoes are simply in short supply, and Muning is too tired just to sell them every afternoon.
Gu Lin felt a little distressed and asked her not to go. She looked at the money in the basket, which was like chicken blood.
"Go, why don't you go! We didn't sell potatoes in the morning or noon, and we have to catch up in the evening."
Otherwise, the weather would be cold, and business would not be so good.
They were busy until the end of June, and at eight o'clock in the evening they closed the stall and went home excitedly.
When they arrived at the door of the house, Muning fiddled with the money bag in the living room and said, "Gu Lin, Zhao Liang, we can clean up later. Let's count the money tonight and then pay wages."
Zhao Liang was originally carrying the bucket, but he put it on the ground with a bang. A gust of wind rushed into the living room and looked at Muning like a pug.
"Sister-in-law, shall we pay wages at the end of the month?" Where I used to work, the salary was over half a month.
For example, Wang Jianping and Sun Guohua usually pay some living expenses, and others need to settle accounts at the end of the year, because they can continue to work alone, but if they had a family, they would probably starve to death.
"I don't care about the rest, we'll send it out at the end of the month."
Muning asked them to sort out the money, then lit the water in the bowl and counted them.
He counted it three times in a row and said loudly, "I am very happy to tell you that tonight our income exceeded 600."
Gu Lin raised his eyebrows, "Including the daytime payment, it should be a thousand yuan, right?"
Zhao Liang screamed, "One thousand! Make one thousand yuan a day!"
Did he hear it right?
Calculated this way, ordinary cold noodles would have to sell 1,000 bowls to get one thousand, shredded chicken cold noodles would have to sell 667 bowls, and wolf tooth potatoes and cold shrimps would have to sell 2,000 bowls to get that much money.
Can they do so much work in one day?
Muning touched his belly excitedly, "It's a lot, but we are also tired."
There is currently no government control in the square, and anyone can set up a stall. Their business is good, and there are really a lot of envious people. There are often people selling cold noodles, potatoes, or cold shrimps right next to them.
At first they tried to force Muning and others out of the market with a price war, but then Gu Lin put a sack on them and beat them up one by one. They didn't dare to be so arrogant anymore. They just stayed away from them and were about a dime cheaper. There are those who are greedy for cheap, and their passenger flow is diverted a lot.
They had no choice but to start a time war. In the morning, Gu Lin and Zhao Liang went out to the stall with materials, while Muning continued to fan the cold noodles at home. After the goods were sold out, Zhao Liang came back to pick up the goods. They were in the square all day, and even stayed up late at night. At nine o'clock, there was no one left before I closed the stall and went home.
After making money, people are exhausted.
But Zhao Liang was very satisfied, and he even felt that it would be good to live like this forever.
Muning used an abacus to calculate a month's income.
"Liangzi, you came here to help your elder brother in the middle of the year. According to the 30 yuan a day your elder brother said, your salary is 450 yuan."
Muning put the 450 yuan aside.
Zhao Liang didn't feel that the money was short. After all, Gu Lin needed to pay. He relied purely on physical strength and got it in his hands with just two hehes.
"Brother, sister-in-law, if you open a store in the future, you must come to me. Anyway, I will follow you."
"Hahaha……"
Muning couldn't help laughing a few times, then took out another five hundred yuan and handed it to him. Zhao Liang was a little confused.
"I discussed it with your elder brother. During this period, it takes a long time for us to set up the stall. There are so many people and we are tired. This is the overtime pay and bonus for you. Take it."
Muning blinked at Gu Lin, and Gu Lin also tilted his head and blinked. In the past few days, the relationship between the two of them has become stronger, with pink bubbles rising every moment.
But Zhao Liang didn't see that thing in his eyes, only the symbol of money. He was surprised and moved, and followed Gu Lin, "You deserve it all. Why are you so excited? Put it in your pocket and hurry up with me." I’ve washed the car and I have business to do tomorrow.”
Zhao Liang reached out and put 950 yuan into his pocket, his voice trembling, "Okay, brother, I'll be there right away."
Muning looked at the balance in the account book, then looked at Gu Lin's busy look, and touched his bulging belly.
"Baby, mom is still as good as she was in 1993."
