Yang Ruoqing almost couldn't hold back and was about to laugh again.

She glanced at Da'an and said, "Silly boy, which girl in our village don't marry?" If you really don't marry someone and be an old girl at home, if you can't get married, people may have to say that there is something wrong with that girl! It's either virtue or body, and people dislike her wherever she goes, when you look at her like a monster, do you say it's miserable? ”

"That's right......" Daan frowned, as if thinking.

Yang Ruoqing freed up a hand, stroked her face, and continued: "Your sister and I, everyone loves us, flowers bloom, and the worry of not being able to marry is completely unnecessary. ”

Da'an is full of black lines, old lady, don't you boast so much, right?

"However, your elder sister and I have entrusted Da'an with a sacred errand, that is, the future brother-in-law, and the elder sister can only marry after being recognized by my family's Da'an! Otherwise, it's the crown prince of the Dragon King, and I won't take a look at it, sister, will it? ”

Daan's eyes widened in surprise, unable to believe what he had heard.

"Really? What does the old lady say counts? ”

"Silly boy, no one will fool you, your old sister, I will fool you, okay, it's such a happy decision!" Yang Ruoqing said, standing up straight.

Sun said angrily: "What are you sisters and brothers talking about, how can you be a child's play?" ”

The excitement that had just risen on Da'an's face was discounted a little.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Mother, I'm serious, I believe in Da'an's vision." ”

Sun was helpless, and when this was an ignorant joke for his children, the laughter passed.

Yang Ruoqing took a deep look at her younger brother Da'an again, and her eyes were full of warmth.

Da'an's words not to let her get married, although it is childish, but it also reflects the impulse of a boy who can't wait to protect his sister!

He is not sensible now, and he can't understand the feelings between people in this world, there are many, many people.

Family, friendship, love......

These feelings are interconnected, but they are also irreplaceable.

She and Da'an's life was a sister-brother relationship in the first half of their lives, but they had to develop their own lives in the second half of their lives.

She will find a husband who can be in love, Da'an also needs a wife who knows cold and hot, and sisters and brothers will live together for a lifetime, which is just a good wish for children!

However, this good wish and her brother's sincere desire to protect her sister moved her to a mess!

Rubbing Da'an's head again, Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, she believed that with Da'an's intelligence, he would definitely be able to understand her move at the moment!

As for Luo Fengtang......

Thinking of Daddy and Auntie, they secretly still had such an idea, Yang Ruoqing was a little dumbfounded.

That's a stupid boy in the first place!

Over there, Sun finished grinding the last spoonful of soybeans and asked Yang Ruoqing what to do next.

Restraining her emotions, Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses.

I looked at a wooden basin under the grinding disc, which was filled with milled soybean milk, and some dripping residues in the chute of the stone mill base.

She took a spoon and gently scraped all the remaining soybean milk into the wooden basin, and then picked up a clean black mesh cloth prepared in advance.

"Da'an, go next door and tell our Gagong, it's time for him to play!"

"Hmm!" Da'an turned around and walked out of the stove room.

In the blink of an eye, the old grandson rolled up his sleeves and came in.

"Oh, you can wait until the old man and I play, Qing'er, just dispatch, right?"

"Ga Gong, you and my mother pull this black mesh cloth away, don't open it all, just pull it into a funnel shape!" Yang Ruoqing said.

The old Sun Tou and the Sun family did as Yang Ruoqing explained.

Yang Ruoqing put a clean wooden bucket under the black mesh cloth, and then picked up the wooden basin and made a noise......

The soybean milk in the wooden basin is poured into the black mesh cloth and seeps through the tiny mesh into the wooden barrel below.

Then, Lao Sun Tou and Sun shook the black mesh cloth vigorously, and when the soybean milk inside was almost shaken, they tightened the black mesh cloth again, wrapped the bean dregs inside, and rested it on the stone mill.

Then press a wooden board on it, rest a flat pole, and press down the flat pole with great force, trying to squeeze out the last remaining water in the okara!

Until there is no longer a drop of water to be squeezed, then I stop.

Yang Ruoqing shook all the filtered soybean milk a few times, and then brought sweet well water from the well in the courtyard outside to mix and dilute it.

Mix the diluted soy milk and pour it into the small pot outside.

"Mother, it's up to you next, the firepower is a little stronger!" She grinned at Sun.

Over there, the old grandson shook off the black mesh cloth and looked at the bean dregs inside, very surprised.

"I've lived most of my life, and it's the first time I've seen soybeans grind into such okara dregs. This scum, can you eat it? ”

"Ga Gong, of course this bean dregs can be eaten. Stir-fry it with pickles and cabbage, and knead it into bean dregs, which tastes good! ”

Yang Ruoqing took an open-mouthed clay bowl and walked over to transfer the bean dregs to the clay bowl.

"If you mix this okara dregs in pig feed, our piglets will definitely grow fast!"

Sun nodded again and again: "I told Chang Gengna, and I will go to catch the piglets the day after tomorrow!" ”

Hearing that the bean dregs could be eaten, Xiao An also came around.

Pulling Yang Ruoqing's sleeve and said, "Sister, feed the piglets with the bean dregs next time, let's fry this bowl of bean dregs tomorrow, right?" Xiao An is greedy, is it done? ”

Yang Ruoqing leaned over, and her fingers subconsciously wanted to pinch Xiao An's nose.

Thinking that he was almost broken by Yang Huamei today, he quickly withdrew his fingers.

pinched Xiao An's face: "Cheng, tomorrow morning, let our mother pinch bean dregs for you to eat!" ”

"Yay!" Xiao An danced with joy.

Yang Ruoqing put the bean dregs in the cupboard and brought two benches from the next room.

The doors of the stove room and Yang Huazhong's house next door were demolished.

The house is simple and has the advantage of being simple, and it doesn't take much trouble to remove this door, but if it is left in modern society, the security door ......

Oh, I'll go, she's really going to be able to tear it down with her agent's skills.

Here, a door panel rests on a bench, which has long been scrubbed.

Then, Yang Ruoqing put a wooden box with an area of about half a square meter on top of the door panel.

I didn't know what this wooden box was used for before, but then it was useless, so it was piled up in the old Yang family's miscellaneous house.

was reactivated by Yang Ruoqing, because the four sides of this wooden box have palm-wide borders, which are perfect for shaping tofu.

The black mesh cloth was re-laid in the wooden box, and over there, the soy milk in the small pot began to boil, bubbling happily, and the foam was almost flush with the edge of the pot.

"Qing'er, what are you going to do next?" Sun asked.

"Next, it's my turn to show my hand, and it's also a key step in making tofu!"

Yang Ruoqing said, turned around and picked up a bowl, and tinkered with the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the stove.

I took salt, I took vinegar, I exchanged it for water, and I mixed it with a little other thing.

The hands and feet are neat, the expression is focused, and in the blink of an eye, a bowl of yellow-colored, slightly sour liquid gently shakes in the bowl.