"Maybe it was a cold all the way back just now. Get me some hot ginger water. I should be fine after drinking it." Mao Caiwei was very afraid of the cold, and she said to Yang Shuirong now.

Yang Shuirong nodded, hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, and then went to the kitchen to burn ginger water for Mao Caiwei.

Thinking of it, he was not relieved. If Mao Caiwei drank hot ginger water for a while and felt uncomfortable, then he would have to ride a horse to hire a doctor.

Fortunately, after Mao Caiwei drank hot ginger water, she felt that it was not so painful and could fall asleep.

Yang Shuirong is no longer in her energy to sleep now.

I got up to go to the study, lit a candle, and drew a picture of Mao Caiwei on the white paper. Not to mention, I had good painting skills, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was lifelike.

But at the hour of Mao, the temperature gradually became colder and snowflakes began to float in the sky.

He suddenly thought of something and immediately walked back to his and Mao Caiwei's bedroom.

Mao Caiwei is still sleeping in a daze now.

"Madam, it's snowing. Do you want to get up and watch the snow?" Yang Shuirong stretched out her slender and fair fingers to pinch Mao Caiwei's nose, and shouted in love.

"Is it really snowing?" Mao Caiwei was very excited. She was a southern woman and rarely saw snow. She rarely saw snow in Nanlu City before. Although she wanted to sleep in now, when she heard it was snowing, she immediately got up and no longer had the listlessness of her abdominal pain last night. Looking at her at this moment, she looked very lively.

"Wow! That's great, I'm going to get up and watch the snow." Mao Caiwei immediately got up and put on her clothes, and said excitedly with a smile.

"My wife, I'll make roasted potatoes for you." After Yang Shuirong told her to wear warmer clothes, she said she wanted to make roasted potatoes for her.

"Yeah..." Mao Caiwei smiled and nodded like pounding garlic.

"Actually, the weather is getting colder. We can set up a small stove at the entrance of the delicious restaurant and roast potatoes in the stove and sell them to customers who come to eat. In this way, our delicious restaurant has another way to make money." Mao Caiwei thought of the fragrant roast potatoes, and she thought that this was also a way to make money.

"Madam, this is true when you say it, so... how many potatoes do we have in our family?" Yang Shuirong's eyes lit up when he heard her say this and he asked hurriedly.

"We have more than 100 kilograms in our family. Take half of it to a delicious restaurant. Let's bake some to sell to customers to try it. If the business is booming, we will go to the village to buy potatoes." Mao Caiwei narrowed her eyebrows lightly, curled her lips and smiled, thinking that although Caiyu was looking for it, she could not delay her plan to make money.

Yang Shui-yong snapped his fingers, meaning that he would do what you mean.

I went to the kitchen, heated the earthen stove, made firewood from the stove, and threw the two washed potatoes into the fire to simmer.

After the porridge was ready, the two sweet potatoes on the fire were almost cooked.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Mao Caiwei smelled the rich fragrance of roasted potato from a distance.

"I'll peel the potato skin, you can eat it again." Yang Shuirong pointed to the warm water prepared for her in the wooden basin, signaled her to wash her hands, and then waited for him to peel off the potato skin, put it in a coarse porcelain white bowl, and sprinkled with a layer of white sugar.

"My husband, why are you still adding sugar?" Are you not afraid of diabetes? Mao Caiwei didn't dare to say the last sentence.

"When you add sugar, taste good. Don't you like sweets?" Yang Shuirong frowned, thinking that I was making food according to my wife's preferences. At this moment, the wife was still frowning. Did she make a mistake? Oh, he felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

Mao Caiwei felt warm when she heard this, it turned out to be according to her preferences.

After eating roasted sweet potato and drinking a bowl of white rice porridge, I was in a good mood this morning.

After packing up fifty kilograms of roasted potato and putting them in a big bag, putting them horizontally on the horse's back, the young couple galloped all the way to the delicious restaurant.

As it snowed along the way, there was some snow on the road, and the horse's hooves were a little slippery. However, Yang Shuirong got off the horse and led the horse away, and it was only half an hour later than usual before he arrived at the delicious restaurant.

Perhaps it was because of the snow, the few guys in the delicious restaurant were late except for the shopkeeper Mao who arrived on time.

People who are late are afraid that they will be deducted monthly money, and they feel a little nervous.

But Yang Shuirong said that it was snowing today and he would not deduct money when he was late, but he would not be able to do so. Everyone thought that Yang Shuirong's boss was good and he would work harder in the future.

By noon, the snow at the entrance of the delicious restaurant had accumulated very thick.

At this time, a young woman came over to have a meal with a boy about six or seven years old. Unexpectedly, when she walked to the door, the young woman fell down. The little boy also fell down, and then the little boy burst into tears.

Because of this, the young woman blamed Haotiao Restaurant for not shoveling snow, which made her and her son suffer such a crime and ask the restaurant to pay for it.

Mao Caiwei thought that she had just told the guys to go and sweep the snow, but she was so scared that she was afraid of anything she was going to do. Alas, it was really troublesome.

"Madam, don't go out and worry. When the house is warm, I'll go downstairs to see." Yang Shuirong thought of his wife's abdominal pain last night, so he didn't want Mao Caiwei to catch a cold, so he decided to go downstairs to see.

Unexpectedly, when Yang Shuirong appeared in front of the mother and son, the little boy actually called Yang Shuirong.

"Dad! Woo woo..."

Now, all the guys in the delicious restaurant were stunned. Didn’t the boss have a wife? Didn’t the boss say that the boss had just gotten married, but suddenly a son who was about five or six years old called his father?

"Husband..." After seeing Yang Shuirong, the woman was excited and called her husband, then she cried out with tears in her eyes. Some shopkeepers from some shops around were already pointing behind her back, and some of the female shopkeepers secretly sympathized with Mao Caiwei.

Mao Caiwei heard the noisy below when she heard it upstairs, and was very curious. She was very worried and ran away. When she saw a woman crying and calling Yang Shuirong, she called her husband. Mao Caiwei instantly became messy in the wind.

"Madam, you have to believe me!" Yang Shuirong was furious when he saw the mother and son's reaction, but he knew that if he couldn't handle this matter well, it would endanger his reputation and the reputation of a delicious restaurant, so he must first gain Mao Caiwei's trust.

Seeing Yang Shuirong staring at her, Mao Caiwei first thought about the opportunity when the mother and son appeared, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Maybe she was thinking too much, even if she didn't think too much, she wouldn't let others easily destroy her happiness.

Her happiness? Oh my God, she actually cared so much about Yang Shuirong? She realized that she cared about Yang Shuirong at this moment.

Since this is the case, there is no reason to give in. What's more, the child's face contour does not look very similar to Yang Shuirong! After careful observation of the child and the woman, the mother and son do not look similar.

"Mr. I believe you. It's possible to recognize the wrong person when the weather is cold! You, Yang Shuirong, are my husband. How many wives do you have, I know better than anyone else!" When foreign enemies invade, we will first resist the foreign enemies and then settle the internal accounts after the matter is finished. Mao Caiwei smiled faintly, which puzzled everyone. Strange, shouldn't Mao Caiwei cry, make a fuss and hang herself?

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The third update is around 10 o'clock in the evening
Chapter completed!