At the gate, when Li Yunniang heard Xia Chi's name, she hurried over without waiting for Xia Qianqian to come home, grabbed her sleeves, and said excitedly: "Qianqian, is there any news about your father?"

"Maybe!"

Xia Qianqian was not sure, "Master Mo said that he would help inquire and asked me to go to his place the next day."

"That's great!"

Li Yunniang was so excited that she hurriedly ran back and worshiped the Water Goddess again, hoping that she would bless her husband for his safe return.

In the afternoon, a family of three sat around the yard and started picking beans.

When the sun was about to set, Mrs. Li, who had come to see a doctor in Jiangcheng, was sent back by carriage.

Wang Feng put the person on the kang and left some food behind. He claimed that his master's family was busy with affairs and couldn't get away, so he followed the carriage back to Jiangcheng.

Wang Yueyue was alone in front of the bed, cooking and boiling medicine, and was busy for a while.

When it got dark, Wang, who had been shouting in a daze, finally fell asleep.

Wang Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief and sneaked to Xia's house again. She was a little embarrassed when she saw that the family was still picking beans in the yard.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry, my mother is sick. I sent her to see a doctor before she came back." Before, she promised to help Xia Qianqian pick beans and make tofu.

Xia Qianqian didn't care at all, "There's nothing to apologize for. Your mother is sick, so just take good care of her."

Wang Yueyue refused to listen, squatted down, picked up an edamame stalk, and started picking edamame.

Li Yunniang was so frightened that she stepped forward to help her up and muttered: "Good boy, what are you doing? Your mother is sick and you have to take care of her alone. It's very hard. Go home and rest quickly. Don't work here."

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Wang Yueyue broke away from Li Yunniang's hand, with a determined look, "I said I wanted to help, and I must help. I can't be lazy."

"You kid..." Li Yunniang had no way to deal with her, so she shouted to Xia Qianqian: "Qianqian, please advise me quickly."

Xia Qianqian threw the edamame stick on the ground and said, "Mom, there is still a piece of the tofu I made early in the morning. I will let her take it home later."

She got up and went back to the house.

Wang Yueyue felt grateful, worked for a while, collected the edamame poles on the ground, and went home happily with the tofu.

At night, lying in bed, Li Yunniang was so excited that she couldn't sleep, and repeatedly stressed, what should she do if Xia Chi comes back?

Getting up in the middle of the night, she pulled out the cloth from the box, gestured with an old piece of clothing from Xia Chi, and cut out a robe.

Without any delay, under the dim oil lamp, I started sewing stitch by stitch.

When Yuan Bao heard that his father was coming back, he quickly took out the wooden figure hanging around his neck and wiped it off with a rag.

There was a heavy rain last time and he accidentally lost the wooden man. When he went back to look for it, he was kidnapped.

This little wooden man was carved by Xia Chi himself.

Xia Qianqian was sitting on the bed, in a different mood than mother and son.

Her heart is heavy.

Fanshan was destroyed. If Xia Chi was really alive and missed the mother and son, she would have run back long ago.

Unfortunately, three days have passed.

Not a shred of news.

Instead, the cuttlefish came and said some ambiguous words, making people suspicious.

The most annoying thing is that she doesn't know whether she is the Lanyu Hu Tang mentioned, or whether she is the Jade-Faced Immortal.

If the original owner is true, then she will have to take the blame for everything the original owner did.

The key to the problem is that she has no memory of the original owner.

This incident made her too passive.

The next day, Uncle Wang came to help early in the morning, and the village chief Xu Jiang was not idle either. He lamely came to help.

The group of people peeled beans from the yard, filled four large pots, and soaked them all.

There were still some beans left in the pot, and Xia Qianqian decided to grow bean sprouts from them.

People here either grind beans into powder or make them into tofu, but there is no such thing as raw bean sprouts.

In their minds, when beans sprout, they should be planted in the soil and grow into seedlings.

Xia Qianqian discovered another business opportunity.

She soaked some beans in warm water, covered them with a wet towel, put them on the stove and kept them warm. After a few days, she could eat crispy and delicious soybean sprouts.

A busy day passed before I knew it.

At midnight on the third day, Xia Qianqian got up early again and used a food processor to finish two pots of soybeans. When Li Yunniang got up, only one pot of soybeans was left.

Li Yunniang looked at a room full of raw soy milk and said unbearably: "Qianqian, when you get up from now on, you must call me. Grinding so many soybeans by yourself will be too much for your body."

Xia Qianqian laughed happily.

It's all done by machines, so she's not tired.

The two of them ground all the remaining soybeans into pulp, followed the tofu making process, and made four molds of tofu at once.

After everything is done, the genius shines brightly.

Li Yunniang pushed Xia Qianqian to the bed and took a nap, while she began to clean the yard and make the workshop spotless.

As soon as it got light, the front door of the Xia family was bustling with people, and many people came.

As soon as Li Yunniang opened the door, someone came up with a bowl and a smile, "Daughter-in-law of the Xia family, Girl Xia promised the day before yesterday that your family will make tofu today and give us free soy milk."

Li Yunniang pushed the door open, got out of the way, and said enthusiastically: "Don't worry, there is everything! Wait a moment, everyone, they are all heating up on the stove."

In the three large pots in the yard, milky white soy milk is boiling. If you look closely, you can see that there is a hint of yellow in the pure white.

As soon as the lid of the pot is opened, the mellow aroma of soybeans wafts throughout the yard, penetrates into people's noses, and whets their appetites.

Li Yunniang picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful, and warned: "Come one by one."

Spoonfuls of soy milk were poured into the bowls, and everyone stood or squatted, holding the bowls and drinking directly.

As soon as the soy milk enters your mouth, it is smooth, sweet, and has a mellow aroma that leaves a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

Villagers in Fu'anjiang also grind some beans and make soy milk to drink.

However, the home-made soy milk has a lot of bean dregs, is not delicate, and has a strong beany smell, which is far less delicious than the soy milk here.

Someone finished a bowl and came over with another bowl, saying sheepishly: "Aunt Xia, can you give me another bowl?"

Li Yunniang was also generous, holding the spoon and adding two more spoons, and asked with a smile: "If it's not enough, please add more."

Her elegant and generous demeanor is quite impressive.

For a long time, in the eyes of everyone, Li Yunniang has a submissive temperament and does not see the world. I never thought that she is actually a lively person.

Someone was drinking soy milk and began to think about the Xia family's tofu, "Aunt Xia's family, when will this tofu be ready? I took a piece of tofu last time and made Mapo tofu when I went home. It's really delicious."

"Give me a piece today. Don't worry, you can drink the soy milk for free. I will definitely pay for the copper coins for the tofu."

When everyone heard his ridicule, they laughed one after another.

"I'll take one too."

"Give me a piece too."

"..."

Xia Qianqian heard the noise in the house, got up to help, and moved the mold to the yard. As soon as the gauze was opened, villagers gathered around and wanted to buy tofu.

She cut them piece by piece and put them in their respective bowls. Yuanbao was collecting the copper plates and handing out the seasoning packets.

The Xia Family Courtyard is bustling with activity and bustling with people.

At the door of Zhang's house opposite, Zhang Xiaohua was dressed in white plain clothes, carrying a small basket under her arm. In the basket were some yellow paper incense candles and other worship objects.
Chapter completed!