: Being remembered (please vote for me)

"Thank you so much. Let me tell you the truth. I complained about you at home a few days ago, but I didn't expect that my daughter would stop you on the street. This was indeed not my fault.

Honestly, I hope you don’t take it personally, little brother.”

The man has been selling tofu all his life, and his skills have been passed down from his family, and he plans to pass them on to his daughter in the future.

So he knew very well that even if Chen Nian's craftsmanship was sold to others, it would be no problem to sell it for a few taels of silver, but now he sold it to his daughter for only three taels of silver.

In addition to theirs, there are indeed a few tofu sellers in the county, but their tofu is pretty much the same.

But now that he has the old formula, he can predict that their tofu will definitely sell better than other stores.

So he feels that now he is judging a gentleman with a villain's heart. He also knows the situation in Song San's family. Ever since the incident happened at Mr. Wang's family, Song San has never done anything again, and before that, Song San's family

The situation is not as good as his home.

But he complained about the old tofu because he sold it for a month.

"It's okay, we are all neighbors, and we should help each other. Anyway, we won't sell it in the future, so we might as well sell it to you." Chen Nian comforted him with a smile, asking the other party not to take it too seriously.

"This is not for sale, this is clearly a gift," the man said.

"Same, if my father knew, he would definitely do this."

"Dad, do you think I'm that kind of person? I sold the tofu because I didn't want to make it. Braised pork is our family's cooking skill in the future. If this is sold, we will have to drink the northwest wind."

Chen Nian said.

But the man was still a little uneasy, but when Chen Nian insisted, he agreed first, and later planned to talk to Song San again and ask.

"Little brother, I'll give this to you. We'll cover all the tofu your family eats from now on."

"Son, you're back? Why are you carrying a piece of tofu? Our family sells tofu, and why are you going out to buy it?" Song San asked curiously.

But just after Chen Nian left, Dong Daniu returned to the house with his family.

He also knew that Chen Nian was Song San's son who had been picked up not long ago, and he didn't want to cause any conflicts in his family because of this kind of thing.

"It's okay. Anyway, we won't rely on this for a living in the future. Even if it's given to him, it's just a gift. Besides, their family is actually quite good. I think we have a friendship and can help each other a little bit in the future."

"Dad, stand up and I'll put this belt on for you. You can see if it fits properly."

Chen Nian naturally didn't know that he had sold a prescription and the other party planned to repay it with his daughter. When he got home, Song San was sunbathing in the yard.

"If you are free, you can come to our house to play. We have meat at home." Chen Nian also smiled and greeted the other party.

"Okay, then you can ask later."

Chen Nian smiled and shook his head: "Dad, I don't owe anyone a favor. Even if I accept this piece of tofu, it must be a favor he owes me."

"How can this be so embarrassing?"

After he finished speaking, he picked out all the gadgets he bought for his father.

"Okay." The man nodded, "By the way, my name is Dong Daniu, this is my wife, Zhang Guiying, and my daughter's name is Dong Xiaotao. We are not very educated, so the names we chose are simple." The man introduced Chen Nian again.

Check out yourself and your family.

"No, that's not it."

"Why? Are you attracted to this little girl? Let me tell you, she is only eleven years old now. Even if she wants to get married, it will take another three or four years." Song San said with eyes wide open.

"And this pair of gloves, you can try it on to see if it's warm or not."

But then he wanted to keep Chen Nian here for a light meal at noon, but Chen Nian declined politely: "Brother, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. I just went out for a walk in the morning, and I must go home for lunch at noon.

What do you think about how we can eat together when we are free in the future?"

"It's okay. I brought you the recipe for making tofu. If I say I'll sell it to you, I'll sell it to you. Just tell my dad when I get back and he won't blame me." Chen Nian said with a smile.

In this way, after he took out more than a dozen things, large and small, he took out three coins from the bottom: "I just met their daughter on the road. Her daughter seemed to be angry and stopped me and said no.

Let me sell tofu, and then I'll just tease you

I looked at her for a while, and while talking, I thought that our family would sell meat in the future, and there would be no need to go through all the trouble of selling tofu, so I defrauded Xiaotao of all the three cents she had and then followed her to her home.

She taught her parents the recipe for tofu."

Song San sighed: "Oh, okay, you can figure it out yourself. It's your thing anyway. You can sell it if you want. But you don't want to sell my braised pork recipe outside!"

"Are you sorry? You gave us your family's recipe for making tofu. It's us who should be grateful. Giving a piece of tofu every day is nothing, so just accept it."

Chen Nian saw that the other party was really enthusiastic and couldn't refuse, so he accepted the piece of tofu.

Soon he took out a hairpin from it.

"Of course I don't know. Selling this to you was my last-minute idea."

But just when Chen Nian put down the hoop and was about to continue pushing him home, Dong Daniu stopped Chen Nian again and asked him to wait. Not long after he returned, he came out with a large piece of tofu.

"But you sold your recipe for only three cents? Isn't it too little?"

"Why did you buy these?"

"Dad, if you take off your shoes again, I will buy you and Mom a new pair of insoles."

"It would cost several cents to give you such a big piece of tofu. Why did you just take it? Isn't this a favor you owe someone?"

Hearing this, the man looked surprised: "You mean your father doesn't know about this yet?"

Zhang Guiying thought for a while: "I think this kid is quite good. He can endure hardships and is very capable, and he is also cheerful. Song Laosan is now back to his old business. After selling meat for a day, I estimate that he can make at least one

Two hundred coins, if our daughter follows him, she won’t have to endure hardship, even if he is willing to do it?”

"Brother Dong, my name is Chen Nian. After I arrived at my father's house, my father said that I didn't need to change my surname and just keep it as before, so I adopted the surname Chen." Chen Nian also introduced himself politely.

"No, I don't fall in love with such a little girl because I sold him our recipe for making tofu." Chen Nian said as he reached into his clothes and felt around.

Song San was just being manipulated by Chen Nian at will. Although he kept complaining, the smile on his face could not stop.

In this way, Chen Nian and the other party's family were considered acquainted. When leaving, Dong Xiaotao was no longer so hostile to herself. She sent Chen Nian out of the door and waved her hand, saying that if she felt bored in the future, she could come and play with her.

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"I don't know. I'll ask later. If it works, we can settle this matter first and wait until Xiao Tao is old enough to do it."

The man's guilt deepened at this moment: "Then it would be better to go back and discuss this matter with your father. Otherwise, you go back and ask first. If it doesn't work, we may still use the previous recipe."

Then he continued digging and took out another trouser belt: "It's not this one, this one is for you."

"Dad, I didn't buy this tofu. He gave it to me when I was at Brother Dong's house." Chen Nian said as he came to the east room and put down the tofu.

After taking Xiao Tao away, Dong Daniu looked at his wife: "Guiying, you said that our daughter is now eleven years old and will get married in a few years. What do you think of her age?"

Song San looked at the pile of gadgets that Chen Nian took out speechlessly.

"Xiao Tao, you go to the yard and play for a while. I have something to tell your mother."

After dressing her father neatly, Xu Ernier also came out of the room. Chen Nian walked up with the hairpin: "Mom, I bought you a hairpin when I was on the street just now. I'll put it on for you."

Xu Erni heard the sound in the yard just now, and now she saw Chen Nian holding the hairpin and about to put it on her head, and her heart felt warm.

"You kid, you just bought us and you didn't buy anything for yourself."

Hearing this, Chen Nian pointed to the iron ring thrown aside: "I bought it, isn't this it?"
Chapter completed!