When the second fat came back, Ding Fan found that this kid was not only holding a jar of brine in his hand, but even coming back with a pile of dried tofu in his hand.

Ding Fan is strange, where did this dried tofu come from, didn't he just ask Erfat to change some brine at home?

Although there are also people in Tunzi who spend money to buy things, they are more likely to exchange goods, much like in ancient times, bartering for things, which is a common thing.

It's even more so in the turnover tun, if you want to eat some tofu, most people will bring a few catties of soybeans, and go to the tofu shop of the noisy house to change some out, or tomorrow whose wine is drunk, they will bring some food, and change it at home with a full table, there is very little time to spend money, basically the money here is rarely outflow, most of them are in the hands of a few people in their own tun, everyone is troublesome, and finally it is better to use some food in hand or things produced at home, and people to exchange some to that.

So today, Ding Fan asked Erfang to take two duck eggs to the big noisy house to change some brine, but this brine is not worth much in the big noisy house, people received the two duck eggs of the second fat, and naturally they don't want to pit the second fat, they are all a tunzi person, look up and don't look down to see it, who doesn't want to deal with the relationship a little more harmoniously!

So after a big quarrel, he took a pile of dried tofu from his own family to Er Fat, and told Er Fat that if he wanted to eat tofu in the future, he would come to the house.

A simple sentence made the whole person stunned, I didn't go to the tunzi to do something like stealing chickens and touching dogs, and I was basically kicked out by someone at the door of someone's house, and today is the first time that Erfat has someone other than Ding Fan, and he talked to him with a smile.

The second fat was even wondering if the two duck eggs he had just taken were not magical, and they had changed their temperament by making a big noise.

The unknown Er Fat asked Ding Fan with the brine, but Ding Fan just kept laughing at the Er Fat and didn't say anything, just told the Er Fat to quickly spread the brine and good mud evenly on the duck eggs.

Looking at Er Fat's puzzled look, Ding Fan said with a smile: "You didn't take anything from his house this time. If you still use the things in your hands to exchange with him, it means that your thinking has changed, and if you are a child, as long as you don't learn badly, who will bully you all day long? ”

Ding Fan turned his back to the sun, sat on the side, smoking a cigarette, and said this to Er Fat, in the eyes of Er Fat, the current Ding Fan was covered in gold, and when he spoke, it was as if the gods were only leading to him, very sacred, so Er Fat couldn't help but be stunned: "Boss, when you speak, you are so knowledgeable, just like those teaching gentlemen, you can be admired." ”

Ding Fan stretched out his hand and touched his nose, he really didn't expect that he still had the potential to be a teacher.

It's just that Erpang's words really reminded Ding Fan that he had thought about calling Erpang to school, who knew that after something happened, Ding Fan forgot about it, and now that he thinks about it, Ding Fan thinks that Erpang should still go to school, people must always have a little culture, not just literacy, the most important thing is to let Erpang understand right and wrong, otherwise Ding Fan is really afraid that one day Erpang will go to the road of Meng San's gang.

For this reason, Ding Fan still has to talk to Er Fat, going to school is really a very necessary thing for him: "Er Fat, have you ever thought about going to school?"

Er Fat was brushing the mud on the duck eggs, and suddenly heard Ding Fan's words, and suddenly didn't understand what Ding Fan meant, to be honest, I really didn't think about it before, what kind of connection I would have with the school one day, if Ding Fan didn't talk about the school today, Er Fat didn't remember that he was about the same age as those students, and it should be when he went to school.

But when he thought of the students, Erfat's mood immediately dropped a lot, and he said sadly: "Boss, you don't know, how can I go to school if I can't eat a child?" If I have time to go to school, I might as well think about how I will spend this winter, just my little shabby grass house, maybe any heavy snow this year will crush me to death......

Speaking of this, Ding Fan remembered that Erfat is really different from other children, there is no one at home, and there is not even a decent house at home, how can he go to school?

As soon as he said this, let alone the second fat, even Ding Fan couldn't talk anymore, but looking back at the police station behind him, Ding Fan suddenly thought of a way, maybe this winter, the second fat won't have to go back to the mountains, don't you have a ready-made house here?

Although this house is not Ding Fan's, it belongs to the public location of the police station, or because Ding Fan has no place to live, this left a place for Ding Fan, but there is no one in the Jinshan Police Station now, and he is the only policeman here.

It's really not good, I'm going to discuss it with the village chief in Tunzi in the spring of next year to see if I can build a house for Erfat.

Ding Fan stretched out his hand and patted Erfat's head and said, "I will help you find your place to live this year, and you will go to school for me next year, don't make excuses for me, do you hear?"

Er Fat looked at Ding Fan's eyes with a very serious look, and there seemed to be a very strange feeling in his heart, Er Fat, who had no relatives since he was a child, finally found a long-lost sense of family in Ding Fan.

Ding Fan's words made Er Fat feel a little like crying, his nose was sour, and tears flowed out of his anger.

Ding Fan smiled and said: "After the spring of next year, I am looking for the village chief to see, find you a place, build a house, you remember, I asked you to go to school not to ask you to learn how high you are, of course, if you have good grades, this is the best, but the grades are not the only one, I want you to be able to distinguish between right and wrong." ”

Maybe Ding Fan's words were a bit deep, and Er Fat was a little confused, but today's words have been said enough, as long as Er Fat is remembered in his heart, sooner or later he will understand, as long as people can figure it out, it doesn't matter if it's a little sooner or later.

The second fat coated the duck eggs in his hand with mud, and rolled around on the chaff, thinking that he would be able to eat it immediately, who knows, Ding Fan directly put the Songhua eggs in the jar, and then sealed them again, and there was no intention of eating them at all.

I thought that after this thing rolled the chaff, it would be roasted on the fire and eaten, but who knew that Ding Fan actually told Er Fat that this thing would be pickled for twenty days.

The second fat was dumbfounded, hundreds of duck eggs were gone at once, and there was nothing to eat in a short time.

Ding Fan said with a smile: "Don't you still have stock on the mountain? It's really not good, go up the mountain to get some game, eat meat today, don't eat duck eggs, maybe these duck eggs, in twenty days, will become your kid's tuition for next year." ”

Originally, when he saw the duck eggs brought by Er Fat today, Ding Fan still thought about pickling a little Songhua eggs and eating them himself.

But after seeing hundreds of duck eggs, Ding Fan didn't think so, there was no one around to buy this thing, if someone wanted to eat, Ding Fan was the only source of goods, as long as there was a market for Songhua eggs here, Ding Fan could take the whole turnover tun to make this Songhua eggs together, although he didn't make much money a year, but the price of Songhua eggs was much higher than that of ordinary duck eggs, and it was more or less an income for people in Tunzi.

When Er Fat heard Ding Fan's words, he obviously couldn't understand how this Songhua egg was still connected with his school, but Er Fat didn't think much about it, when Ding Fan spoke, he was originally a god and a god, and it was normal for him to not understand.

As long as Er Fat hears what Ding Fan just said, it is enough, because from today onwards, Er Fat has a place to live, and someone will take care of him in the future.

Looking at Doudou basking in the sun on the side, Er Fat finally felt that he was actually no worse than Doudou, and he would have a place to live in the future and someone to take care of himself.

The two of them were busy in the big yard of the police station all morning, their hands were all dirt, Ding Fan also packed up the Songhua eggs here, and was ready to cook something to eat.

To be honest, Ding Fan really didn't want to go to the canteen of the township government, just looking at people's faces in that place made Ding Fan annoyed to death, and now he is the only one in the police station, plus Doudou two fat and two mouths, it is easy to solve.

Looking at the pile of dried tofu on the table, Ding Fan felt a little drooling, he couldn't imagine that the dried tofu at home was really fragrant, the dried tofu was rolled up, it looked half a meter long, folded and placed on the table, just like a batch of coarse sand white cloth, square, if it weren't for the bean fragrance emanating from it, I didn't know that this was actually edible tofu, look at the patterns on it, and a little bit of artwork.

Ding Fan has always eaten a lot of tofu before, not only the tofu in the north, but also the kind of tofu skin, Qianzhang and yuba made in the south, Ding Fan has never eaten less, but it really has to be compared with the tofu made by the noisy family, it seems to be a lot worse.

Because of the big noise, this kind of dried tofu made at home not only has the fragrance of beans, but also has a very special sweetness, that is, without any ingredients, you can eat the fragrance.

He looked at the dried tofu on the table, the corners of his mouth gradually brought a smile, and he thought to himself: "Who said that this can't be turned over, everyone is a craftsman, but there is a lack of an opportunity to push it out." ”(https:)

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