Midsummer nights are always irritating.

The sweltering heat, the chirping of insects, the barking of dogs, the sound of snorting, and the sound of quarrels coming from nowhere......

All kinds of voices intertwined, as if converging into Tang Seng's tight spell, knocking on Le Zitao's head again and again, in the end, she couldn't stand the irritability and sat up, clasped her palms and slapped them twice, opened the green gauze tent, stretched out her white legs, put on her shoes and touched the table, and after a while, she bumped into the teapot on the table, poured a bowl of cold water and drank it all.

The body that was only washed at night was uncomfortable with sweat stains at this time, Le Zitao sighed, and stumbled again to find the fire fold and lit the small oil lamp, opened the door and went to the kitchen to carry water, and cursed himself N times in his heart.

You can't live if you do your own evil!

She is a rookie in society who has just graduated from college in the 21st century, because her family is wealthy, she is the youngest daughter of the family, and her family is pampered, she has developed her freewheeling temperament, and there is no employment pressure, more than half a year after graduation, she has been playing outside, people chase stars, she chases food, where there is good food, she will go, this time, she heard that Long County held a grand tofu banquet, with the pursuit of food and curiosity about new things, she invited three or five friends to fly straight to Long County.

Eat, it's enough to eat.

Play, it's almost played.

However, this is how the tragic thing happened.

When she and her friends wanted to leave, they didn't know what was going on, and when there was an accident, when there was a crowd, she was knocked into the tall big tofu block that represented the symbol of the tofu feast erected in the middle of the square, and then ......

Le Zitao carried the water into the door, kicked the broken wooden door with his feet, went directly to pour the water into the bath bucket in the corner, put the wooden bucket aside, sent the oil lamp back to the table, and took off his clothes as he walked into the bath bucket again, her hair was casually curled on her head, she sat down, the cool water surrounded her, and the irritability of her body was immediately eliminated.

If she hadn't gone to that tofu banquet by herself, she would have stayed comfortably in the air-conditioned room at this time, eating snacks, watching TV, playing with mobile phone bubble nets, how comfortable, but now, she could only get up in the middle of the night and soak in cold water to cool off.

Le Zitao slid down helplessly, resting his head on the edge of the bathtub, thinking blankly.

It's a fact that she can't go back, and instead of regretting her momentary mistake, it's better to think about how to live in the future.

Her current identity, called Le Zitao, is only one word different from her name.

Le Zitao is the only daughter of the proprietress of this tofu shop, the proprietress is named Le Shuhua, eighteen years ago with a big belly and called herself a widow to come to this Luojing Tairuofang, and later bought this shop here to do tofu business and raised Le Zitao.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and it is the truth wherever she has come throughout the ages.

Le Shuhua is not very beautiful, but she may be from an extraordinary background, there is always a "belly with poetry and books from China" temperament, in this market, it is still unique, with the growth of age, plus how many years of polishing in the shop, every move, have developed her own charm, in the market, she is known as tofu Shih, ninety percent of the people who buy tofu every day are men, these people, naturally the drunkard does not mean tofu, so, Le Shuhua innocently attracted how many women to scold Huai, In addition to these envious, jealous and hateful women, there is naturally another kind of woman who comes to the door, that is, the matchmaker, who is all coming to Le Shuhua, and there are countless people who ask for the outer room to fill the house and ask for the concubine room, without exception, they have all been driven out of the house by Le Shuhua.

So, Le Shuhua didn't do anything, but her reputation was stinky, but she didn't care, she pinned all her hopes on Le Zitao, teaching reading and literacy, female red housework, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and never let Le Zitao touch the things in the shop, which was also out of the protection of Le Zitao.

Le Zitao is also competitive, and what he has learned is also a little successful.

However, today's Le Zitao is no longer the original Le Zitao, she doesn't care about these at all, thinking that back then, what she loved most was fighting...... Well, sparring training, she is only twenty-two years old, she is already a fifth-dan black belt in taekwondo, a good girl or something, and she has a half-dime relationship.

Le Zitao soaked in the cool water, waved her fist, and hung down weakly, she has a pair of parents who are very good at business, there is a very shrewd senior sister of the finance department who is three years older than her, and there is a twin brother who is very business-minded...... However, now that Le Shuhua is dead, leaving her with only a shop, what use will she eat?

Unless you find yourself to marry a rich man?

Helpless, Le Zitao was burdened by Le Shuhua's reputation, good people looked down on her, and worse, Le Shuhua suspected that people were crooked melons and bad dates, and gradually, Le Zitao dragged on to the age of eighteen and became an older leftover girl in this era.

A few days ago, the mother and daughter were tired all day and slept a little deeply, unexpectedly, they were touched into the door by a gangster, Le Shuhua fought with the gangster to protect her daughter's innocence, the gangster was injured and fled, but Le Shuhua also died because of this, and Le Zitao's head hit the wall and fell unconscious.

When I woke up again, Le Zitao was no longer the original Le Zitao, and she Le Zitao was not the original Le Zitao, the two, combined into one, a very strange theory, but it is also an indisputable fact.

Now, it is the third day of arranging Le Shuhua's funeral, and the injury on her forehead has almost recovered, and Le Zitao has also fused the memories of the original owner, but Le Zitao has not yet figured out how she should go next.

Get out of here? She wouldn't do such a stupid thing, Le Shu Hua Xiang died, she replaced Le Zitao, inherited this shop, stayed here, at least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, leave, who knows how crazy the world outside the road is?

But what if you stay? Keep making tofu?

Le Zitao, who had never done business before, suddenly felt that Yali Mountain was big, and his hand unconsciously brushed his left shoulder......