"My mom told me to go home for dinner, so I'd better say it now, my classmates returned the game console to me in the morning, but I didn't expect it to be seen by the teacher, and the result was confiscated, and I was reprimanded, saying that I shouldn't bring the game console to school, so now I can't bring it to Xinxin to play. ”

"What? confiscated? Why is this so important! What ...... Is the console going to come back?"

"On Saturday, we have a class meeting, and then we have to invite parents to go to school, and when my mother comes back with the game console, I will bring it to Xinxin to play." ”

"That's no trick, it seems that it can only be like this, Daewoo, you are too careless. ”

"Grandma, grandpa, I'll go home first if there's nothing else to do. ”

"Don't you really want to take a bite?"

"No, goodbye, grandpa. ”

After an explanation, Qian Hong ran down to the fourth floor and began to walk in the direction of home, waiting for him to run to the charging lounge in one breath, and happened to catch up with his mother's colleagues, a group of people gathered around for lunch, this work is not considered heavy physical labor, so there are no male workers, a group of aunts and aunts get together to talk about the mountains and mountains are in full swing.

"This kid is really open! Come on, come on, your Aunt Zhao and I brought meatballs, mutton and green onions today, give you one for the kid, and I won't give it to anyone else." A colleague of my mother, she suddenly saw Qian Hong, so she beckoned to Qian Hong from afar.

"Yes, this Tuesday, half a day at school, come and come, Aunt Xiufen has brought too much rice, and I will allocate half of it to you. ”

"I still have fish. ”

......

Mom's popularity in charging is very good, coupled with my father's frequent business trips, he can help everyone bring back some rare and supple small things, which naturally led to Qian Hong being favored by the group.

It's a pity that Qian Hong didn't come to eat, he glanced left and right, and then asked curiously: "Thank you, Auntie, I'm not hungry now, why isn't my mother there?"

"Do you want to get the key? Your mother has gone to the tofu room, it should be her turn to soak beans today, I'll go and call for you." Aunt Xiufen said and was about to stand up.

"No need, I'll go straight to her, you eat slowly. But Qian Hong had already run ahead of the crowd and disappeared from the aunts' field of vision in the blink of an eye.

The tofu house should be regarded as a sideline of the three industries of these female workers, they use the original process to make tofu, divide into several shifts to work, and then provide water tofu to the entire shipyard with a ticket, so that they can earn more than ten or twenty yuan a month, but this work is very tiring, and it also leads to Qian Hong's very, very hateful eating of soy products in the future.

When I came to the tofu room, my mother was pouring the cleaned beans into the big water tank one by one, so that the beans were soaked in water in advance, and the next step was to grind them into soybean milk, and boil, filter, and squeeze them in a large pot that was enough to hold Qian Hong, and finally it became a board of water tofu in the wooden box.

"Mom, I'm out of school. Qian Hong stood at the door and shouted at his mother's busy back.

"Well, give you the key, hurry up and go home for dinner, I've got it all for you in the kitchen. As she spoke, her mother took out the key and threw it to Qian Hong, and did not forget to warn: "You will stay at home honestly this afternoon, write your homework first and then review, don't watch TV, don't go crazy, and don't go to Dajiangba." ”

"I won't go, mom is welcome to come back and check at any time. After saying with a hippie smile, Qian Hong was about to turn around, but who knew that at this moment, he actually collided with a person, and then Qian Hong smelled a faint smell on the other party's body, as if it was the smell of.

"Oh kid, you can kill me!" With an exaggerated complaint, the person who was hit by Qian Hong took a step back, and Qian Hong saw that the other party was an old man with a raw face, and he was still carrying a flat bucket on his shoulder, carrying one on the flat pole and another dirty empty bucket in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you. Qian Hong whispered.

"It's okay, I didn't touch you. The old man rubbed his stomach that was hit by Qian Hong.

"You little calf, you're always so frizzy, you're a headless fly, Uncle Zhang, are you okay?" At this time, my mother also came out to take a look, and casually gave Qian Hong a slap on the back of the head, but it was high and light.

"Oh, you don't have to hit the child, what's the matter! Xiao Tian, this is your son?"

"Yes, it's so tiring to raise him to catch up with the others, and he knows Tao all day long. ”

"It's so good-looking, you can be productive after looking at this face. ”

"There is no need to be promising, I will be satisfied if he can be safe, this is your Grandpa Zhang, call someone?" The old mother gave Qian Hong a second slap, so that Qian Hong cooperated to squeeze out a smile and greeted the old man in front of him: "Hello Grandpa Zhang, I am Qian Hong." ”

"Hey, that's good!" Lao Zhangtou stretched out a hand, probably intending to touch Qian Hong's head, but when he thought of the smell on his body, he immediately retracted his hand in embarrassment.

The mother next to her interjected coldly at this time: "Uncle Zhang, you don't have to worry about him, the bean dregs are here, they have already been prepared for you, you can pretend to be it, it's okay to take it all." ”

"If you can use those, I'll just take four buckets, and there will be a few pigs at home, and if you take too much, you'll be spoiled." ”

Only then did Qian Hong understand that it turned out that Grandpa Zhang's family was a pig raiser, no wonder there was a faint smell on his body, and he also needed bean dregs that no one usually wanted in the tofu room.

But then again, bean dregs are a real good thing for the breeding industry, pigs, chickens, and cattle can be used, but unfortunately listening to Grandpa Zhang's words, he should still be using the cooking method to process, and does not understand the popular fermentation method in the future, which is equivalent to wasting more than sixty percent of the nutrition of okara.

Of course, Qian Hong didn't understand the technology of bean dregs fermentation, so he chose to be silent, he stood aside in an unobstructed place, watched Grandpa Zhang fill two large barrels of bean dregs, and then picked up and walked to the street, where there was a wooden donkey cart, which should be Grandpa Zhang's means of transportation.

"Mom, is this bean dregs sold to Grandpa Zhang?" Seeing Grandpa Zhang walk away, Qian Hong asked curiously.

"What kind of money should be needed for this point of play, besides, Uncle Zhang is a five-guarantee household, let him take it if he can take it, and go back to the people from the pig farm in Yulin Town to pull the bean dregs, and the car is only a few yuan. My mother held the water pipe in one hand, poured a pestle directly into the vat, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and replied indifferently.