"Uncle, you're back. What did you buy www.biquge.info? ”

Aunt Lin said this, Wan Ling looked up, and saw Uncle Yun holding a tool from his shoulder in one hand and an oiled paper bag in the other, and asked curiously about the things in his hand.

"A little tofu, I just saw someone selling fresh tofu, and this one has a little more room in the middle, so I bought two pieces."

When Uncle Yun heard her ask, he raised his head and said to her with a cracked mouth, and handed her the oiled paper bag for carrying tofu. Walk to the side to fetch water, wash your face and wash your hands.

"Uncle, where did you buy these tofu? So fresh and tender. ”

Took it, opened it and saw that it was two large pieces of water tofu, and Wan Ling asked him consciously.

"On the way back to Liujia Village not far from our village, there is a second brother Liu in Zhangjia Village who carries tofu all over the village all day long, drinking and selling. What do you do with so many pea seeds? ”

Uncle Yun washed his face and shook the water in his hands, and said to her while walking into the house. When she entered the house, she looked at the two buckets she had made and a large pot of pea seeds soaked in the water. Before, she said that it was good to sell for money, but he didn't ask, but now seeing that she got so much, he couldn't help but ask her in confusion.

"Hehe, Ling'er went to the market town yesterday to make a big deal. The shopkeeper of the detailed wind restaurant took a fancy to her fried peas, and collected 50 yuan a catty, and after she left, he called for her to take 30 catties in the next set, and he also collected 50 yuan. ”

Uncle Yun said this, and before Wan Ling could answer, Aunt Lin went to the main house to get steamed buns and told him about it at the same time.

"So good. Uncle really has to learn from you. You've got a really chic idea. Your aunt told me that your fried peas are delicious, but unfortunately I haven't tasted them yet, ahem......"

My mother-in-law's words, thinking about the steamed buns I ate in the morning. Uncle Yun looked at Wan Ling, there was relief in his eyes, and more gratitude and pampering. As he spoke, thinking about what his mother-in-law told him about fried peas when he got up in the morning, he just knew that she fried peas, and he really hadn't tasted them, so he chuckled and coughed again.

"Let you smoke less, that's how you ......"

Aunt Lin came out of the room with a basket of bamboo steamed buns. Seeing that he was coughing uncomfortably, and the hatred in his mouth said that it was falling on him, he instinctively hit his shoulder with dirt on it.

"Phew, don't beat me, I accidentally hit my shoulder with the mud that fell from it at noon, and my shoulder still hurts."

Unexpectedly, as soon as her fist went up, Uncle Yun followed with a low cry and said to her, raising his hand while rubbing his sore shoulder with his hand while squeezing his arm.

"At such an age, I don't have a look...... You okay? ”

When he said this, Aunt Lin looked at him worriedly in her eyes although she muttered in her mouth.

"It hurts a little to be smashed, plus a day of carrying things. Although this job has more money and cash is given every day, it is really hard with the work of the Zhang family before. My old bones are a little unbearable. It's okay, let's go cook. ”

Going to cook in front of him Listening to what he said, Aunt Lin looked at him with worried eyes, Uncle Yun said lightly and sighed and continued to rub his shoulders to urge her.

"You......"

Seeing that his wife was obviously tired, he was happy when he saw them. Aunt Lin poked him on the shoulder in disgust, turned around and carried the bamboo basket away, and her eyes were obviously a little red when she turned her head.

"Uncle, is the work you are doing now?"

Although Aunt Lin turned her head and knew that she was also distressed about Uncle Yun for this aunt who had red eyes at every turn, Wanling watched her leave and asked King Yun unconsciously.

"It's a little bit, but I'll just get used to it."

Wan Ling asked, Uncle Yun looked a little hesitant, paused, nodded, and took out the cigarette pouch and filled it with a cigarette pouch again to smoke.

"Uncle, it's better for you to cough less these days. Since it's hard work, we won't do it. ”

I saw that he had just taken a puff and coughed lightly again. Until he stopped coughing, thinking about the situation when he came back in the past two days, tired and seemed to be tired and weak to move, Wanling still looked at him distressedly.

"Don't do it? Your uncle and I really don't have any other skills except to do some hard work. If you don't let me do this, what do you want me to do? ”

For the girl's words, although Uncle Yun was relieved, he knew that she felt sorry for herself. can think that she and Aunt Lin decided to take over the embroidery of the "Su's" embroidery workshop and embroider it at home, one to make those small businesses, and to make a big man himself, do you want them to support themselves.

No, he looked up at her and asked her.

"Uncle, I want us to do something on our own together, so that we don't have to do things for others. You tell me? ”

Regarding Uncle Yun's dissatisfaction when he talked about his work, Wan Ling looked at him helplessly.

"Let's do things ourselves? Do what? I don't know anything about cooking and embroidery, and I can't really think of anything I can do other than doing these physical tasks. ”

Her words, Uncle Yun looked at her puzzled and asked. Speaking of what they did, he shook his head and sighed.

"Of course, you have something to do, uncle, you can help us, like today, the two of us are harvesting peas in the village, you can do this. You can pick peas, peel peas, and even fry things, you can learn them, right? ”

He was like this, Wan Ling shook his head and chuckled, but still looked at him.

"These, are you going to do this often?"

When she said this, Uncle Yun realized what she meant. Although what she said made him feel a little embarrassed. After all, he is a big man who does this at home all day long, but his daughter-in-law still looked at her in disbelief and asked.

"I decided to do this in the future. I can make something different from tofu. Believe it or not, wait and see. Tomorrow you will come with me to the market town and you will know that what I say is true. All kinds of things have to be done, and it is indispensable to pay for someone to help, what can our family do to spend that unjust money, what do you say? ”

He was like this, and the evening bell smiled faintly, and asked him rhetorically to him again.

"Yes, uncle will learn from you, they are all big men, why can't I do this."

When she said this, she thought of spending money to hire someone to do things for her family. I went out to work hard and tired and didn't have much money, although Uncle Yun's thoughts were a little difficult to accept, thinking about the man who sold buns on the street, he still looked down on him before.

Now that I think about it, my hard, tiring and unprofitable work is much better than others.

No, no, nodded heavily, the dry smoke of the cigarette pouch pot knocked out, looked up at her and said, it seems that he was really moved by the evening bell.

"I thought about it, what I want to do tomorrow, just my aunt and me, I'm afraid it's really difficult to complete, so uncle, you happen to be doing it easily and cleanly, and it's helping your family, why not?"

Uncle Yun said this, Wan Ling nodded with satisfaction, it seems that the stubborn conservative thinking of the uncle has finally changed, and he said to him with a chuckle and asked him.

After speaking, she went to the kitchen to get a handful of raw salt and bloomed it with warm water, it was a little cold, and soaked the tofu that Uncle Yun bought in it.

After the meal, Uncle Yun lit the fire, Aunt Lin helped, and the evening bell fried the tofu bubbles.

Soak the tofu in salted water for an hour or two, cut it into small pieces, and fry it in a pan of oil. Because there is a lot of tofu water, as soon as it is put into the hot oil pot, it splashes layers of oil splashes, and the evening bell covers the pot in time. After frying for a few minutes, she listened to the lack of water vapor in the pot, and then lifted the lid of the pot, looking at the small tofu bubbles floating on the oil layer, she turned the tofu bubbles with chopsticks until both sides were fried brown, and then came out of the pot.

Sprinkle the prepared salt, maltose powder, green onion and fennel leaves, stir it aside, and fry the peas, and fry them in the same way as before, and put on the ingredients you made.