Early in the morning, queues began to form at the tofu stalls set up in front of the store.
This day has been much colder than before, and it has started to frost in the morning. Nowadays, everyone likes to buy some tofu, and stew it with cabbage or radish vermicelli in the evening. It is warm and comfortable to eat.
Now almost half of the families in the village have kangs. The temperature has just dropped a little here, and some families are using them. Anyway, they have to make fires for cooking every day, so the heat is not in vain.
Once someone uses it, it becomes a topic. Your family says that the kang is so warm that you don’t want to get off it. That family says that your wife is lazy, and she always picks vegetables and puts them on the kang. She talks both inside and outside to show off.
Yes, it makes people who are not willing to make Kang at home very hungry.
How about a toothbrush at home?
There were also some smart people. Seeing that the Kang business was booming, they thought that it wouldn't be long before even the town would become fashionable, so they also thought about it. But instead of following someone to learn the craft, they urged them to do it.
The boy who had nothing to do at home went to the mountain to collect firewood and dig out mud.
Naturally, this firewood was stored and waited to be sold in the winter, and this mud was sold to the kang team.
Everything you use your brain is about buying and selling.
The fire bed at Zhuang Keqing's house had been burning for a long time. Aman only wore a single coat and climbed and rolled on it every day, which was very uncomfortable.
Shen Ling was careful. Seeing that the child was older and would crawl around, he simply found wooden bars and added a guardrail outside the kang, so that Qin Manzhi could go out safely when something happened, leaving only toys for Bao'er inside.
Just play.
Not long after, this method was promoted by Aunt Li who came to visit, and those who had children at home hurriedly asked the man to learn how to make something to put it on.
Now, even the farmers in the village who had complained about not participating in the sweet potato workshop were full of praise for the banker.
That's right, my husband is studying, and his thoughts are much more meticulous than those of you.
When Zhuang San and his wife Wu came to the door, it was a time when the tofu stall was busy. There was a queue from the entrance of the courtyard to under the tree on the opposite path. People were noisy and chatting nonsense.
One of the two couples was holding a child, and the other was carrying a basket to catch the hens. They were very conspicuous, and the villagers noticed them immediately.
The team was immediately filled with ear-biting rustling sounds.
"Isn't this Zhuang San?"
"Yes, what did he do?"
"Who knows? Could it be that I also come to exchange for tofu?"
"How can you do that? You need to bring so many things to exchange for tofu? How much can you exchange for it?"
"That's the same thing."
Everyone was chatting loudly, and some people who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously asked, "Hey, wife of the banker, it's rare to see you go out."
"That's right, what did the person who raised his left and right hands do?"
Wu rolled her eyes in the sky. These long-tongued women can't fart well even if they open their mouths. They are waiting to see my joke, no way!
"I'm here to see my eldest nephew." She said this and coaxed the child in her arms. "The two younger ones are about the same age. If you don't come here to see me, they can just be playmates."
After saying this, she paid little attention to these wives and went forward with a twist of her buttocks, waiting at the fence gate of the banker's house, waiting for the people inside to come out.
Everyone looked at it, and they all felt sad in their hearts. Your baby hasn't been weaned yet, how can he be a playmate with other people's boys?
But in the end, no matter how much they looked down on each other, they were still okay on the surface. These wives and aunts did not continue to talk to each other, they just scolded each other, and they were all waiting to see what the banker's house would do.
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After a while, Qin Manzhi stepped out of the kitchen with Banxin's tofu in hand and said, "You guys have been waiting for a long time. There is still everything here, so don't worry."
She smiled sincerely, but when she lowered her arm holding the tofu and saw Zhuang San standing at the gate of the fenced yard, her smile disappeared.
What is he doing here?
"Sister-in-law."
Mrs. Wu smiled warmly, and both she and Zhuang San had a good appearance. When they really wanted to please someone, it was hard for them to respond coldly with just that smile.
"It's me, sister-in-law, Alan. I haven't been able to visit you for a long time because I'm pregnant, aren't you angry?"
Seeing that Qin Manzhi was stiff, Wu gave Zhuang Sanyi an elbow beside her.
Call me sister-in-law!
She whispered to Zhuang San in a low voice. When she saw her man raising the things in his hands blankly and shouting "Sister-in-law", she smiled and said: "I heard that my eldest nephew was ill a few days ago.
Well, I brought a chicken specially to supplement it."
"My house doesn't lack anything for three bedrooms."
Qin Manzhi replied coldly.
It's not like she has lost her memory. She has not forgotten any of the things Zhuang San did back then. Now that we have separated our families and broken up our relationships, we don't have to pretend in front of her.
She is no longer the Qin Manzhi who was manipulated by her predecessor.
In front of everyone, her words made Wu's smile freeze. After hearing the buzzing discussion in the crowd behind her, Wu suppressed her anger, took a deep breath, and spoke again.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
At this time, it was Zhuang Keqing who came out of the house.
She had just been helping Aling cut paper, and as soon as she left the room, she felt that the atmosphere around her was not right.
What's wrong?
Look up again.
Oh, her cheap uncle is at the door.
He also carried a lot of things in his hand, here to apologize and build relationships?
Zhuang San lowered his head, looking at the frustration that he wished he could bury his head in his crotch. He held up his hands in a funny manner, and the hen in one hand cooed and struggled to poop out.
"Yeah!" Wu, who was standing nearby, screamed and jumped away.
This sudden movement woke up the child in his arms, who opened his eyes and burst into tears.
Zhuang Keqing looked amused, but immediately stepped forward to help others open the gate of the small courtyard. "Third uncle, third aunt, you guys come in and talk."
"Ke'er, you..."
Qin Manzhi didn't know what her daughter meant, but Zhuang Keqing turned to her and shook her head, letting her swallow the next words.
"Mom, please greet everyone first and exchange for tofu. I'll take my uncle and my sister-in-law in to talk."
Zhuang Keqing smiled. She opened the door and ushered the couple in. However, she didn't take anything. She just made a gesture of invitation and asked people to go into the main room.
Zhuang Sanquan didn't look like he was usually in trouble. He raised his eyes and glanced at his niece, but he shrank when his eyes met.
After all, he was still guilty.
Mrs. Wu didn't look like he was timid. She followed Zhuang Keqing and walked in generously. When she came to the house, she glanced at her man with disgust and said, "Why are you carrying this chicken? Quickly put it away for my sister-in-law."
Go to the kitchen door."
Zhuang San was like a wooden man, and when he said something and moved, he was clearly seen by the villagers outside, and none of them covered their mouths and made fun of him.
Who doesn’t know that the man in the third room of the banker has to wash diapers in front of the house? What this man does is not like a man!
The two of them sat down in the main room, and Zhuang Keqing asked them to wait a moment. He went to the kitchen and brought a pot with boiled red date water in it. He poured two cups of hot red date water into it, as if he was treating guests seriously.
Zhuang San didn't expect that his niece could be so considerate after experiencing the kind of treatment he had. At this moment, there was a rare expression of shame on his face.
He was about to say something polite, but was stopped by Zhuang Keqing's wave of his hand.
"Third uncle, third aunt, I invite you to come in just because I don't want outsiders to see our Zhuang's jokes again. After all, we all have the same surname Zhuang."
"But if you want me to pretend that what happened before didn't exist, that's impossible."
Zhuang Keqing was so straightforward that Zhuang San breathed a sigh of relief.
"Eldest niece, I'm ashamed to say that I was wrong before. I was blinded by lard for a moment. You don't remember the faults of villains. Can you let go of that?"
"Of course..." The smile at the corner of Zhuang Keqing's mouth was wiped away at some point, and she replied coldly, "No."
"If Aling hadn't been familiar with the law, wouldn't your messing up have ruined a major event in my life? Before doing this, have you considered what would happen to me if you really let the bull's egg succeed?"
Zhuang Keqing twitched his lips, "Of course you won't think about it, because you only think about yourself."
"It's just a jealous tofu recipe, but to be able to lay such a trap on my niece, it's really amazing!"
With that said, she turned around and went back to the back room.
Zhuang San was speechless after being refuted, while Wu looked depressed.
She was greedy for tofu and had a good recipe, but who would have thought that a man who was usually considered smart would go behind her back and do such a stupid thing. She was scolded and made trouble at home, but it was over.
If you do this, everything will be a done deal, and nothing can be done except complaining to each other.
