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"The problem is not your fault, but you are good at telling clever things."

Mu Yan dismissed Li He's upright words. The lice were not on his head and he was not itchy.

"Everything I say is true, Lao Zhao, do you remember?"

"Zhao Yongqi?"

Mu Yan couldn't remember why Li He mentioned him.

"His wife came from the countryside. She couldn't stay idle at home. She went out to sell roasted sweet potatoes, and she didn't see anyone saying anything." Li Hexin said that even though she was a cadre, she didn't have so many scruples.

"Just fool me." Mu Yan still didn't believe it, "He has more dignity than me."

"Why am I deceiving you? What do you think your wife is doing when she travels all the way to the city?"

Mu Yan said, "Of course you came to me, do you need to say that?"

"You said she came all the way to come to you. She is not familiar with the place and does only a few household chores. Such a hard-working person can't bear it. Sooner or later, she will have a heart attack. Can you be happy if she is unhappy?

Besides, I think it’s good to let her go out and set up a stall. If she meets more people, she will have her own circle of friends, so she won’t get moldy by herself. The money I earn gives me a sense of accomplishment, and you can’t give me this sense of accomplishment.

As for face-saving, just be happy yourself, why bother caring about other people's opinions. For such a capable daughter-in-law, others can't help but envy her. If you really don't want to save face, just don't display it in front of the school. There are many universities nearby, so you can't display it anywhere. "

Mu Yan said, "What you said is nice. Think about it, people have been setting up shop in front of each university for a long time, and there is a tacit understanding between each stall. How can they be happy if you, a stranger, go to grab business? Why don't you think about it?" Let people be bullied to death. No matter what you think, it is unreliable."

Li He was about to speak when Chen Yun returned to the office. Mu Yan couldn't sit still for long, so he left.

The more he thought about Li He's words, the more sense they made.

When we returned to the dormitory, the whole corridor smelled pungent. After each family turned on the stove, the smell of smoke from the pot would fill the narrow corridor at dinner time, and the smoke would not have time to escape out of the windows at both ends of the corridor.

Yang Ling saw Mu Yan coming back and said with a smile, "We'll have fried bacon tonight."

She cut the fat and lean bacon into large pieces and stir-fried it in a pan with dried red pepper and garlic leaves.

Mu Yan put his bag away, picked up the tea cup on the table out of habit, opened it and drank. This was all prepared by Yang Ling during her off-duty time.

He sat at the table, waiting for the meal to begin.

Yang Ling served a plate of fried bacon and a plate of cold lettuce, "Such old bamboo shoots cost money. It's really hopeless. If it rains in our house, how many can you dig out?"

Mu Yan said, "You haven't had enough hardship in the countryside, and you can't eat bamboo shoots every day. That stuff doesn't make you hungry."

"That's better than being called a country woman in the city." She poured Mu Yan half a glass of wine and said, "Drink some."

"Did you let go of the scorpion?" Mu Yan shuddered all over as he looked at the ferocious-looking scorpion in the glass bottle, but he still dared to drink.

"When I was cleaning my shoes last time, I found a scorpion crawling in the shoe box, so I clamped it up. There's no better way to soak it in wine, so drink some."

Mu Yan said, "If you don't drink it, how can you drink this thing? It will break down if you drink it to death."

Yang Ling insisted on giving the wine to Mu Yan, "If you drink it to death, your father also makes wine, and my father also makes wine, so why can't you drink it. If you drink it to death, the worst thing is that I will be a widow, and I am not afraid. What are you afraid of? Just drink it. , you have been sweating in the middle of the night, you will be fine after drinking wine."

"There is absolutely no scientific basis for this." As soon as Mu Yan started speaking, he didn't want to continue talking. Any more words would be a waste of words. This woman was good at everything, but she was too stubborn to kill. And sometimes logic is not consistent. In her opinion, being a widow is more serious than death.

"Can you trust me?"

"I'll save it for next time." Mu Yan still had the scorpion in his mind. He had seen people drinking it frequently in his hometown, and his father also drank it. But in his opinion, it was a sign of disrespect for science. There was a problem. The hospital would be fine.

Yang Ling stood beside him silently. He knew that if he didn't drink it, he would not be able to eat the meal safely today. He could only close his eyes, pinch his nose and suddenly feel stuffy in his stomach, as if poison had penetrated the intestines.

"Slow down, slow down." Yang Ling happily served him some food.

Mu Yan said angrily, "Is that enough now?"

"Okay, okay."

After the meal, the two of them had a warm relationship, and the bad feelings they had during dinner disappeared.

When Mu Yan told her that she was allowed to go out to set up a stall, Yang Ling put her arms around Mu Yan's neck and kissed her hard several times.

He still couldn't help but worry, so he hid in a distance and smoked whenever he had free time. A few days before Yang Ling opened the stall, as he expected, Yang Ling was really looking for trouble. He was outnumbered and gloriously wounded.

Yang Ling felt so regretful that she would never set up a stall again.

Li He came over to visit Mu Yan and was relieved when he saw that everything was okay. He smiled and said, "You recognize this person, right?"

"Why don't you know him? Lao Kui from the Security Department is his nephew. He has been dominating the area at the school gate."

Now that he knew people, it was easier to deal with. Li He started calling people in the corridor. There were several male teachers who could fight, and they gathered five or six people. They fought back that night. Except for Meng Jianguo, who was a little thin, there was no weak scholar. , they are all tough fighting characters who have experienced hundreds of battles.

Zha Haisheng wanted to join in the fun, but was kicked aside by Li He.

The director of the security department, Lao Kui, saw his nephew being beaten under his nose. He didn't even dare to fart. The people beating here were not ordinary people!

He didn't even have the guts to report it to the school. If he reported it, it would mean that he, the director, had finished his work. He couldn't easily provoke any of these people. The teachers just said that the gangsters were causing trouble, acting in self-defense or acting bravely, and that was it. , there is no room for reasoning.

The key point is that his nephew is really a gangster. When the time comes, whether the school will listen to the gangster or the teachers, the result will be clear.

But the matter was not over yet. He felt that his nephew was not miserable enough, so he took a rolling pin and knocked some blood on his nephew's head. After his nephew made a ghostly scream, he took his nephew to the Mu Mu without bandaging it. Yan's door, apologize to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan was too lazy to argue with this kind of person, and after a few words of confusion, he drove him away.

This matter is finally settled.

Zha Haisheng said, "It's a coincidence that I came here, otherwise it wouldn't be fun to watch."

Li He said, "If you hadn't been yelling and making noises in the dark, people wouldn't have been able to see who was beating the person. Now that they know it, it would be very unpleasant to spread the word."

Zha Haisheng said, "Don't worry, he really doesn't know what to do, I'll treat him."

Liu Yibo smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay. Lao Kui is not a fool. How dare he offend so many people at once."

Mu Yan treated everyone to a meal, and after settling the bill, he exclaimed that he had lost money, "How many cakes does my wife have to sell to earn back the money?"

Everyone laughed.