The boss, Liu Fen, raised his eyebrows. Since he was little, the thing his son has been worst at is fighting.
He didn’t know that he followed his son, quietly cleaned up his son’s mess, and beat up the children who bullied his son so many times that he lost count.
Fortunately, they were from neighbors, so he couldn't be too harsh, so he spanked them twice and gave them two pieces of tofu.
The parents of the little kid who was beaten also laughed and called him Liu Shanren. Every time they met, his elder brother and uncle would shout happily.
Fortunately, the old woman didn't know and naively thought he was popular.
In fact, it’s all the result of tofu.
Boss Liu Fen couldn't help but touch the rich little hand on the chopping board again.
It’s better for my daughter to show off and save her worries!
She has been good at fighting ever since, just follow her mother!
"Fighting, besides fighting, what else do you know?"
The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced sideways at her wife and took out her wealthy hand.
This old and crooked man is tampering with his son in front of his son. He needs to be punished again!
"I also know how to sell tofu."
The boss, Liu Fen, grinned, laughed, and reached out to touch the old woman's wealthy hands twice more.
It's eating tofu, but you can't say it bluntly in front of your son!
How embarrassing would it be for my son!
After all, my son just fell out of love.
Cut! Selling tofu? The proprietress Xuan Hua snorted, looked at the veteran who came over, and slapped her with her backhand.
This crooked old man. The tofu he sells is not as much as the tofu he gives away when he gets into fights and causes trouble.
Ever since her son could remember when he was 3 years old, this inappropriate behavior has caused trouble for her.
A big man bullies a little girl in the village every day, so that she has no shame to go out to meet people.
The son came back with a cold face and complained to her that his father had beaten the son of the Li San family today, yesterday he had beaten the son of the Zhang Si family, and the day before yesterday he had beaten the son of the Hu Wu family.
At that time, she really wanted to pull Liu Fen over and give him a good beating.
But it’s important to deal with the aftermath!
As the old saying goes, trees need bark and people need face.
Liu Fen is shameless, but Xuan Hua is still shameless.
In the evening, I quietly took my son to deliver some pieces of good tofu to the families of Li San, Zhang Si and Hu Wu.
They were polite and didn't want to accept it.
I declined several times, saying that it was not easy for everyone, and that there was nothing wrong with children playing around.
Ahem, when she heard this, she immediately lost her composure, put the tofu down and left.
It's okay for children to fight, but Liu Fen, a 17cm tall man, chases a child about one meter across the village and beats him. What does that sound like?
What kind of hobby is this?
She walked home angrily, looking at her good son who was following her, she couldn't help but feel happy.
Fortunately, that cow dung didn't chase and beat his son, otherwise, he would have to fight with him with a kitchen knife.
The tofu is gone today, but there will be some tomorrow. I only have one son.
Thinking like this, she felt a lot happy. The next day, before dawn, she kicked the cow dung out of bed and went to grind and make tofu.
The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at her shady wife and suddenly remembered, what did her son just say, tofu?
"Son, does the tofu in the cafeteria taste as good as our tofu?"
Out of professional instinct, Xuan Hua immediately changed the topic and looked at his handsome, gentle son.
The taste of the canteen should be no better than my wife’s cooking.
Otherwise, why would my son come to the stall to eat three times a day?
Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, looked at the expectant mother, and the silly old man beside him, and responded, "There is no authentic version of ours."
"Well, let me just say, we are a time-honored brand."
The pride on the face of the proprietress Xuan Hua was beyond words.
Liu Ruixuan's mouth twitched, it was indeed a time-honored brand.
It's a time-honored brand that makes tofu, but it doesn't make tofu-type dishes.
They seem to have forgotten that his signature tofu food was only made after he went to college, right?
"Well, our time-honored brand is thanks to Hua'er." Boss Liu Fen said repeatedly, "It's all your credit."
The proprietress Xuan Hua raised her chin slightly, glanced sideways at her wife, and then fell silent.
Well, apart from this, there are no other advantages.
Liu Ruixuan smiled, it doesn't matter, as long as they are happy, everything will be fine for their family.
"Son, did you have a fight later?"
Boss Liu Fen glanced at the old woman next to him and glanced at the pretty boy.
It is said that friendship between men is very loyal.
The pretty boy showed up so generously, but then why did he steal his daughter-in-law?
So unkind.
He looked around on the chopping board. Where was the kitchen knife?
He also wanted to take a knife and ask for details.
"No."
Liu Ruixuan turned his head slightly and glanced at the figure as tall as a poplar.
Suddenly I remembered Nalan's words: If life is just like the first time we met.
This kid looks nothing like when we first met him...
The sunlight was shining outside, extremely warm, refracted through the large glass walls, and fell on Xia Yang's body.
Oh no, at that time, he didn't know that the owner of that fair face was named Xia Yang.
Liu Ruixuan raised his eyes and felt that the pretty face seemed to be surrounded by a halo, just like the male protagonist in a TV series. His sudden appearance made it impossible to ignore.
He always thought that he was good-looking and elegant, and was known as the "jade-faced scholar" by his classmates. He was at least as handsome as Jingyun.
When I met him today, I realized that there is someone out there, and there is someone out there, and unexpectedly, there is someone fairer than him!
I couldn't help but take another look at that pretty boy!
For an instant, their eyes met.
Maybe it was just a moment, but to him, it seemed like a century had passed.
When he came back to his senses, he realized that there was a boy sitting opposite the pretty face, with a handsome face, looking at him with a smile, and a kind-hearted look in his eyes.
Ahem, are these two handsome guys sent by God to help him?
When he started his freshman year, he thought about forming a group of Three Heroes or Five Righteousnesses, but no one noticed the pain and suffering.
Those in the dormitory, kicking in their slippers every day, with a bird's nest above their heads, are simply imageless.
In the dormitory next door, the bunch of guys in the class, besides eating instant noodles every day, they just think about how to pick up pretty little girls. It's simply unseemly.
Those people in the department are either colluding with each other, or they are in an inseparable relationship. They either laugh like Erha or cry like a stick.
Well, three months after enrolling, he decisively gave up his plan to form a group!
I am alone and seeking defeat in a perfect and lonely way!
Jade-faced scholars and handsome young men came one after another, accompanying his lonely figure, swaying in front and back of him, attracting the attention of a group of warblers.
It's a pity that they are not his birds!
Oh, no, the girl of his dreams is not that kind of Yingying Yanyan.
Instead, there was suddenly no image in his heart. The lover of his dreams?
Liu Tianwang's handsome face suddenly broke into his sight one day: The lover of my dreams must have long, black and shiny hair.
Yes, the girl of his dreams must also have long, black and shiny hair.
Those in the same dormitory actually used the name of his roommate to pick up beautiful girls.
Well, as long as they are happy!
Unity and friendship are his consistent principles.
Until one day, he saw the brother sleeping on his upper bunk with a face that looked like an aunt's, walked into his sight, and told him that that was his girlfriend.
The auntie's face told him that she had a group of little sisters who could introduce him to girlfriends with whom he could have a romantic relationship in the future.
He waved his hands repeatedly and decisively told the brother on the upper bunk and the auntie: he didn't want a girlfriend.
After saying that, he turned around gracefully.
A low voice from the auntie came from behind, Xianglin, doesn’t this brother of yours want a boyfriend?
The brother on the upper bunk was stunned for a long time and said quietly, maybe. I have never seen him attracted to any girl. The class beauty of our class took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, but he rejected them all.
Liu Ruixuan slapped his feet, class beauty?
That's the ugliest girl in the class.
It is said that it was unanimously approved by the whole class of girls. The campaign slogan of the class flower is, you all choose me as the class flower. In this way, you will have the capital to show off. I am more beautiful than our class flower.
As ugly as he is, his IQ is still online!
I ranked second in the class every time I took the test.
Some classes actually had higher scores than his, and he was almost on the verge of shelving Gu Long Wen Ruian.
That class of flowers suddenly came over to him early one morning and told him that she would not take the first place in the exam, and she just wanted to watch him silently from behind.
Ahem, are you confessing to him?
He looked at the class beauty with ordinary facial features. He was instantly submerged in the crowd. He had promised to have poems in his belly to calm himself down.
He carefully looked around at the talented girl in the class and waved goodbye decisively.
The most talented girl in the class, like him, has a short and medium-length figure!
Ahem, the girl of his dreams must have long, black and shiny hair!
The past is too painful to look back on!
Liu Ruixuan raised his eyebrows slightly. Now, where did these two handsome men come from?
It is said that if you raise your hand, you will not hit anyone with a smiling face.
After looking at them for a few seconds, Liu Ruixuan nodded slightly and smiled politely at them.
"Hey, boy, you are popular, and there are people who can help me."
The boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows said with a ruthless look on his face. He poked it with the chopsticks in his hand and found that he had eaten half of the three-fresh tofu.
"Friend, if you want to eat tofu, you can buy it yourself. My tofu is not that easy to eat."
Liu Ruixuan glanced at the boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows. He suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart and dared to touch his tofu!
It's so unhygienic.
Didn't the teacher tell you that people you don't know well are not allowed to touch each other's chopsticks, as this will cause cross-infection.
Although, his physical examination was normal.
The next second, what did he see?
The boy with the flat head generously picked up the tofu and put it in his mouth, with a satisfied look on his face, "It tastes good."
Calm down! Zhu Yan is still not far away.
Liu Ruixuan glanced at the boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows in front of him without changing his expression, and quietly clenched his fists.
Don't challenge his patience with your willfulness!
Although he has not learned the extensive and profound Chinese martial arts, he can still fight in close quarters.
When I was in junior high school, I practiced with Hu Lai, the son of the Hu Wu family next door to Lao Wang's family, for several years.
It is said that it is Xi'an martial arts, Taekwondo.
Liu Ruixuan gently shook his feet under the dining table, put down his chopsticks, and rubbed his left and right wrists.
Since Hu Lai went to the military academy, he has not moved his muscles and bones for a year and seventy-eight months.
It just so happened that Zhu Yan was also there.
Let Zhu Yan, the girl of his dreams, see how he defeated the enemy.
He wants a pair, one, two, three, four...
Ha! Six people.
Is he one to six?
It seems a little mysterious!
Hu Lai, with his skills, can fight one against four.
With these two extra people, Liu Ruixuan glanced to the right, and he was about to start a fight. I wonder if the two people standing next to him who were trying to help me could also lend their support?
Otherwise, it is better not to fight. It is not a glorious thing to lose a battle in front of Zhu Yan.
"Look at P, pretty face."
The boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows glanced sideways at Liu Ruixuan and continued to eat the three fresh tofu in front of him.
Eating so naturally and for granted!
Liu Ruixuan was slightly startled, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the fair boy on the right who was fairer than him.
Boys with flat hair and thick eyebrows are ugly and have no brains.
Suddenly, he really had two more allies.
"Look at you, you look dark and ugly."
Liu Ruixuan leaned forward slightly, smiled slightly, and said every word.
Liu Ruixuan leaned forward slightly, smiled slightly, and said every word.
"I'm going to beat you up so much, I'm going to slap you on the nose." The boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows threw away the chopsticks in his hand, twisted his thick eyebrows, and roared, "Who are you calling ugly? Who are you talking about!"
"That's you! Ugly!" Liu Ruixuan smiled faintly and added two words clearly, "It's so ugly."
"You are ugly, you are the only one who is ugly. Your whole family is ugly." The boy with the flat hair and thick eyebrows stood up instantly, stretched out his hand to grab him, "I'll beat you up, you little pretty face."
Pretty boy? He’s obviously not the fairest person here!
Well, he is a jade-faced scholar, so it is not an exaggeration to be nicknamed the pretty boy.
Liu Ruixuan twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the little black hand waving over, and the five tricks in Gu Long's novels flashed through his mind: Xiao Li's flying knife (too handsome), the fossil magic skill (too ruthless), and the wedding magic skill (sweeping thousands of armies)
), the flying immortals outside the sky (too beautiful), the heaven and the earth join together to conquer the yin and yang of great compassion.
To deal with this low-class little black clown, forget it, let's use Hu Lai to teach him close combat!
Liu Ruixuan tilted his head to avoid the black and ugly hand stretched out by the boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows. He gently raised his hand, intending to make a move, lunging and locking his throat.
"I'll do it."
A magical voice suddenly sounded nearby, cold and without any warmth.
The next second, there was only an "ouch" sound, and the little black and ugly boy with flat hair and thick eyebrows leaned on the dining table, leaning on the food he had not finished eating: three fresh tofu, mapo tofu, fish.
Fragrant tofu.
Liu Ruixuan opened his eyes slightly and looked at the boy with a flat head and thick eyebrows lying in front of him. He stretched out the hand of the little black clown who had just waved at an angle of 45 degrees and looked up along the hand.
He saw a fair face. The fair face smiled slightly at him and said gently, "For such a small matter as a fight, I'll take care of it, and you can just eat."
That gentle voice, that gentle smile!
Liu Ruixuan suddenly felt that his mind was blank...