After dinner, Chunquan began to urge Shumin to make tofu, as if he was looking at how tofu was made. Shumin had no choice but to ask him to help grind the beans. Chunsheng didn't excuse himself, anyway, it was still early, and he had nowhere to go.

Yesterday, it took Shumin nearly two hours to grind the beans out, but in Chunsheng's hands, it was ground in half an hour. This made Shumin sigh well.

After the beans are ground, Shumin starts making tofu. Chunsheng was curious and kept watching from the sidelines, helping from time to time. Of course, when the soy milk and bean curd were ready, Shumin did not hesitate to invite him to eat. When he ate the fragrant soy milk and bean curd, he couldn't help but praise it. Shumin had an idea, in addition to buying tofu, can I sell soy milk and bean curd?

"By the way, what is that powder that turns soy milk into bean curd?" asked Chunquan

"That's my secret ingredient. Shumin said.

Since it was a secret recipe, Chun Quan didn't ask, anyway, his purpose was to be able to eat delicious tofu.

"Then why is it called tofu?" asked Chunquan again.

"Because of the rot and the blessing, the bean blessing and the bean blessing, it is better to hear. Shumin replied casually. She didn't know that it was such a casual answer, which made something happen that she couldn't laugh or cry about. Chunsheng suddenly had an inspiration to carve a lot of blessing words in the lattice on the bottom plate of tofu, which is enough, he felt that it was too monotonous to engrave the blessing word, and also carved a lot of happy words, longevity words, Lu words, congratulations, fortune, auspiciousness, wishful thinking, etc. So when people come to buy tofu, they often ask, "Why do you call it Doufu?" and "Why don't you call it Doufu?" ”

In any case, the engraved tofu is more popular, and that's another story.

After making a tofu, Chunquan helped Shumin grind all the remaining beans before going back. Shumin didn't plan to make tofu today, so he opened the box and took out the fabric inside.

There are a total of six pieces, large and small, of which three were brought by Chunsheng, and three were bought at the market last time. Shu Min looked at the pieces of cloth sent by Chunsheng and thought: Unconsciously Chunsheng has helped him a lot.

Shumin had long planned to make a dress for Hui'er, but he didn't know how to needlework, so how to do it? The original Shumin needlework was good, Shumin relied on his memory, and planned to make a set of clothes for Hui'er to practice his hands, so he lit the lamp, took a piece of white cotton cloth, compared it with the sleeping Hui'er, cut the size, and began to sew. It's a little raw at first, but the more you get to the back, the more skilled you become, and it must be the memory of the body itself that helps you. But in Shumin's opinion, sewing clothes by hand is still too tiring, and it took a long time to sew a sleeve.

If only there was a sewing machine. When Shumin was in school, he once did a work on the design of a sewing machine, and the original sewing machine only needs to be stepped on with his feet, and there is no need to be limited by energy. Later, when I am free, I will see if I can make one.

Early the next morning, Shumin was still cooking soy milk, and the aunt came to the door, her face was not very good, and her eyes were still red.

"What's the matter, uncle, who bullied you?"

"Alas, no, it's your uncle, he's dying. The aunt wiped a handful of tears and continued, "He has been unable to eat recently, and he can only drink some rice soup every day, but this morning he said that he was hungry, and he tried his best to eat a good meal before leaving, but he couldn't swallow anything else after he had a liquid diet."

It turned out that his uncle's body had reached the time when the oil ran out, and the last time he saw him, Shu Min already thought that he might be about to reach the limit, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"We have to let my uncle eat enough before leaving, otherwise it will be unfilial" Uncle Niang cried again and said, "Hui'er Niang, don't you have tofu here, I want to take something soft, my uncle should eat it"

Uncle is kind to himself, Shumin will not shirk it, so he immediately agreed, "Yes, I have the existing tofu here, and there will be soy milk and bean curd later, I will send it to my uncle together." ”

Soy milk is now in the pot, although the bean curd is not yet, but this is so difficult that Shu Min, she found two small jars, which are filled with soy milk, one of which she put a little plaster, and it will not take a while to turn into bean curd. She packed a few pieces of tofu in a basket, called Hui'er up, and went to her uncle's house with her uncle.

Uncle's house was crowded with people, all of whom were descendants of the Zhang family, and they all came to wait to see their uncle for the last time.

"In charge, I brought Hui'er Niang. Seeing Lizheng, Uncle Niang seemed to have found the backbone, and she was much more energetic all of a sudden.

"Well, did you bring tofu?" Li Zheng's eyes were also red at this time, and when he saw Shumin carrying the basket, he knew that it must contain tofu inside.

"I took the tofu to the kitchen. Shumin said.

"No need, let your aunt go, uncle is inside, you go and meet him. Li Zheng stopped Shumin. Shumin had no choice but to hand the tofu to the uncle, and then took the jar that the uncle was holding. led Hui'er into her uncle's room with Lizheng.

My uncle was leaning on the bed at this time, his spirit was very bad, and the black age spots had grown on his face, and if he didn't look carefully, he looked like a piece of corpse spots, which was shocking. The small table next to it is full of all kinds of dishes, both meat and vegetarian. Uncle uncle's son Zhang Huaimin took turns to pick up vegetables to his uncle's mouth, and his uncle shook his head and changed another one.

Seeing Shumin come in, my uncle's eyes lifted. Zhang Huaimin hurriedly got up and stood aside.

"You're here," Uncle said in a half-loud voice.

"Yes, uncle. I brought you some food. Shumin looked at the old man on the bed and said respectfully

"I can't eat it. Uncle's eyes darkened even more. He seems to be eating, and God knows how hungry he is. He has been blessed with a lot of life and no worries about food and clothing, is it that his life is too good and his blessings are used up, but he will be a starving ghost when he dies?

"You're going to be able to eat some, it's liquid. Shumin put the jar on top of the table, took a clean bowl, and poured out a small half bowl of soy milk. There was also some sugar in it.

Uncle looked at the white slippery fragrant soy milk, and showed a rare smile. "I'll Taste It"

Zhang Huaimin hurriedly took the bowl and fed him spoonful by spoonful. Uncle drank all of this small half bowl of soy milk. Li Zheng's full name is Zhang Huaishui, and he is the son of his uncle's eldest brother. When he saw that his uncle had finally eaten something, tears of joy flowed from his eyes.

"Uncle, drink slowly, I still have tofu flowers here. Shumin put a small half bowl of bean curd, this bean curd is not like soy milk, but it is also very soft. My uncle still ate a lot. It's just that I don't know if it's because I drank soy milk first, but I didn't finish the bean curd. "I've never eaten anything so good, what is it?"

Perhaps because of the food, my uncle's spirit was much better, and his speech became a little more angry.

"It's all made of beans. Shumin replied, "I just made it up, and there will be tofu later, which is also suitable for you to eat, and it is already in the kitchen, so you can try it later." ”

"Okay, okay, then I'm going to try it. I didn't expect to be able to taste this good thing before I died. The uncle smiled, as if reminiscing about the past, "In the past disaster years, there was no food in the village, so everyone began to cook beans and eat them. After eating beans, many people have eaten bad stomachs. I remember when I was a child, I had a friend Huzi, who was hungry for a long time and tried his best to eat beans, but he died of it. Later, we didn't dare to eat too much, and we only dared to eat half full each time. If only someone had made up tofu at that time, Huzi wouldn't have died. Maybe it's like me, it's full of children and grandchildren, and it's been alive until now," my uncle came to the spirit and began to tell the story intermittently. The people around listened quietly, and some secretly wiped their tears. During the disaster year, there were many people who ate beans and were strangled to death, so on ordinary days, this bean became the most inferior food in people's eyes.

"Son, you have made this tofu, but it is a great thing, you can't forget your roots!" the uncle coughed. The juniors hurriedly handed handkerchiefs and spittoons and waited in front of the bed.

Shu Min saw that everyone was crowded in the house in a hurry, so he took Hui'er out of the room, she was not a relative of her uncle, and she was only in the way. But what her uncle said was firmly in her heart.

Li Zheng also came out, he was a nephew, and it was not convenient for him to stay inside.

"Hui'er Niang, you wait. ”

"Uncle Lizheng, is there something wrong?" Shumin asked

"You take this. Li Zheng took out a land deed from his arms, which was the land deed that Shumin had given to Li Zheng two days ago. I handed it over, "Thank you." A little bit of my uncle's heart. ”

"This" is not very good. Shumin hesitated. "You don't know what your tofu and soy milk mean to your uncle, who is the longest-lived and most blessed of the brothers, but he can't eat anything before he leaves. If it weren't for your soy milk and bean curd, I guess my uncle would have to go hungry. This kindness is not only owed to you by your uncle, but also owed by the Zhang family, just a land deed, you can accept it with confidence. Seeing Shumin's hesitation, Li Zheng persuaded. Shu Min accepted it with some embarrassment.

Going around and around, this title deed returned to his hands, and Shumin was full of emotion. Thinking of his uncle's words, Shumin had another plan for his tofu.