It is undeniable that Pan An's own charm does make Ding Yang feel excited.

However, it is one thing to be excited, but it is another to act.

Almost every man wants to monopolize the beauty of the world, but even the emperor can't do that.

Ding Yang repeatedly explained that he didn't have any bad thoughts about Pan An's family, but Yang Qiniang didn't believe even half of it.

Like she is young and beautiful, and she takes the initiative to seduce/lure, but Ding Yang still refuses to take the bait.

Is there a cat in the world that doesn't steal fish?

Ding Yang's refusal can only prove that there is someone in his heart.

Or take it a step further, it's not just someone in your heart, maybe something has been born!

After all, they all live under one roof, and it's not uncommon for a lonely man and a widow to do something behind closed doors.

If she, Yang Qiniang, can be tempted by Ding Yang, she doesn't believe that the rouge tiger will be indifferent.

Anyway, the words behind it are very ugly, full of all kinds of Yang Qiniang's groundless speculation and malicious frames.

Ding Yang explained for a long time that it had no effect, and finally got annoyed: "Say whatever you like!" Anyway, I'm not afraid of shadows, and all the things you said are nothing. ”

"Humph! Don't think you can hide it from anyone, you dog man and woman must have had an affair before. There are many bright-eyed people in the world, and let's see what good end you can have! ”

Faced with this kind of vexatious woman, Ding Yang slowly calmed down: "Sister-in-law of the Gao family, people are terrible, and they will crush people to death under their tongues." You should also know what you can say and what you shouldn't say. I'm nothing, it's just that you have polluted the innocence of your daughter's family, and the consequences are very strict. ”

"Phew! Scared now? Okay, Qi Niang won't tell you more, just ask you the truth. Will you be nice to me? ”

In other words, Yang Qiniang is a little stunned!

Ding Yang was directly speechless: "Sister-in-law, there is no possibility of ...... between us"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Yang Qiniang nodded directly with a cold face: "Okay, you remember!" Today's shame will make you return ten times or a hundred times sooner or later! ”

It was endlessly entangled just now, but now he turned around and left cleanly, without half a point of nostalgia.

The subtlety of a woman is really not something that Ding Yang can understand.

In fact, with Yang Qiniang leaving, today's business is basically suspended.

When the door closed, Ding Yang had already seen large snowflakes begin to fall on the street outside. Occasionally, a few pedestrians are also hurrying home.

These days, as Pan An's trust in him has increased, the treatment of living in a firewood house has also changed.

A few days ago, as the weather got colder and colder, Pan Anshi cleaned up one of the side wings and finally settled in.

Otherwise, even if the bedding is thickened, the inside of the firewood room is ventilated, and the conditions are too shabby and very cold.

When the first two light snows fell, Ding Yang could still rely on his good body, and Ah Huang accompanied him every day to keep warm, and he could barely carry it. But the temperatures are getting colder and colder these days, and the frost at night alone is unbearable.

But Ding Yang could only endure it.

After all, the sister-in-law of the Pan family is still widowed, and Pan Xiaomei is an unmarried girl in the room, and he is also a strong single man.

It's good to live in a firewood house, but there is a yard partition, but if you move into the wing, you will inevitably be pointed at.

Although Pan Anshi didn't say anything, he saw all his predicament.

It was only a morning's work to make room for him. Although there is no hot kang in it, it is still a poor house anyway, and it is no longer comparable to a firewood house that leaks everywhere.

And Pan Anshi also brought him a shearling mattress to cushion under him, even if it could only warm his waist, it also moved him very much.

According to Pan Xiaomei, this woolen mattress is still a relic of her deceased brother.

It is said that this kind of thing should not be used by irrelevant men, but Pan Anshi doesn't care at all.

“…… And it's not so easy to survive the winter in Tokyo. You are young, you must pay attention. Don't suffer from the wind and cold, hide the secret wounds, that is a lifetime of suffering. ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law Pan, for taking care of you. It's just that...... It's just that I heard that this woolen mattress is a relic of Brother Pan, isn't it ......"

"I don't care, but what do you care? Don't you hate it? I can tell you that this woolen mattress has not been used by my husband a few times. ”

"Sister-in-law Pan, this is a misunderstanding, where do I dare to dislike it, it's too late to like it."

"Hmph, count yourself as acquaintances! Is enough futon? If you still feel cold, just ask, and I'll help you figure it out. ”

"Enough, enough. Sister-in-law Pan doesn't have to worry too much, I'm still young after all. ”

"Hmph, there are young people who have a lot of firepower, but I have to settle down a few words. Allowing you to move into the wing is already the biggest concession I can make. Except for sleeping, don't move around at night. If you disobey, I know who you are, but my scissors don't know who you are. ”

"That's nature, I'm sure I won't walk around and disturb everyone's rest."

"That's the best, remember what you said today, don't forget it."

The courtyard of the Pan family is a very common structural model in the city of Tokyo, with a row of side rooms facing north and south. On the opposite side is the kitchen and firewood room, and in the middle is the courtyard.

In addition to the master bedroom, the wing room is connected to the transept on both sides and a shop facing the street outward.

In fact, I lived in the wing room, and there was only one ear room away from the bedroom of Pan's aunt and sister-in-law.

In the middle of the night, even if you talk a little louder, you may be heard by the next door. Pan An's ability to do this step was something Ding Yang never expected.

After all, no matter how open the social atmosphere of the Song Dynasty was, the defense of men and women has always been an aspect that needs strict attention.

Especially under the melon field and plums, it is particularly easy to cause unnecessary trouble.

It snowed overnight, and when I woke up the next day, I saw that the whole city of Tokyo was covered in snow.

The jujube trees in the courtyard are also full of cold jade, and there is not only snow falling on the branches, but also the ice tips flashing.

The soybeans were shelled and sifted and soaked last night, and Ding Yang got up early at night to take out the soaked soybeans, add water and start grinding. It's a lot of hard work, and although practice makes perfect now, I'm still tired and out of breath when I'm done.

When grinding soy milk, Pan Anshi also carefully filtered out the okara with a bag and filled the grinding slurry.

Now with Ding Yang's pushing, she is completely liberated, responsible for squeezing the soy milk cleanly, and avoiding the tofu residue from mixing into the soy milk.

It was snowing heavily, and Ding Yang and Pan Anshi were busy sweating profusely and couldn't rest.

Making tofu is a series of procedures that cannot be stopped from the beginning, and it must be completed after the whole set is completed.

After squeezing out the fresh raw pulp, it needs to be poured into an iron pot and boiled. You can't cover the pot in the middle, and you must skim off the top foam while cooking. The heat should be vigorous, but not too strong, to prevent the soy milk from overflowing after boiling.

The size of this middle is not something that Ding Yang can meddle in at all, and it can only be completed by Pan Anshi.

There is no thermometer to measure the temperature at which the soy milk is cooked, so it can only be judged by visual inspection and experience. Whether it is not enough temperature or too long, it will affect the quality of soy milk.

In this regard, Ding Yang watched Pan An's operation, but he still hasn't grasped the essentials.

When the soy milk is dissolved and the protein particles begin to roll in the pot, it is time to marinate.

The salt brine used by Pan Anshi is all homemade, and the proportion is completely controlled by her.

After proper marinating, the soy milk will turn into white tofu brain. Then put a cotton cloth on top of the wooden shelf, and after filtering out a small part of the water in the tofu flowers, the tofu brain will become tofu.

Of course, this also requires a process of package cooling, which takes about a quarter of an hour.

When it's all over, it's basically getting dark.

Making tofu starts in the middle of the night and doesn't end until the tofu is finished in the morning.

And early in the morning is also one of the best times to sell tofu.

Whoever wants to eat tender tofu will come to buy a piece at this time. Later, with the passage of time, even if the tofu is soaked in water, it will slowly grow old.

After selling this wave of tofu in the morning, whether it is Pan An's or Ding Yang, they will go to make up for it again.

The trivial matters in the family were all entrusted to Pan Xiaomei. Sweeping the yard, tidying up the house, feeding the chickens and eggs, lighting a fire and cooking are a series of daily routines.

Today, due to the heavy snowfall overnight, there are significantly fewer customers buying tofu in the morning.

On the streets, houses began to clear the snow in front of their doors, and the third squad of the government officials had all been dispatched to start patrolling the whole city.

Whether there are people whose houses have been crushed, whether there are people who have fallen to the ground from cold and hunger, where are the porridge sheds that need relief, and how many people should prepare food, all kinds of affairs cannot be stopped.

Ding Yang is also the first time to see such a scene, the previous two light snows did not have the scale and movement of today.

It's like the huge city of Tokyo, but suddenly it starts to get busy, and the streets and alleys are full of people.

The latest news has also spread everywhere, where the snow is bad, where the snow has caused a fire, how to deal with Kaifeng Mansion, whose house has a disaster at night, anyway, all kinds of news are flying all over the sky.

Ding Yang didn't even save the time to make up for sleep, and just listened to the excitement outside to see the freshness.

Pan Anshi didn't have such a strong curiosity as him, and his energy couldn't support it, so he went back to his room to rest.

Only Pan Xiaomei followed behind Ding Yang's buttocks, and she was also having fun with two bright eyes, and the broom in her hand said that she was sweeping the snow, but in fact, it was just a nonsense with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west.

It was a lively scene that was not digested until the afternoon.

However, Ding Yang can be regarded as having seen a lot of new things, especially the hawker who sells sugar gourds.

Seeing a large number of children arguing and shouting behind people's buttocks, Ding Yang couldn't help but have pantothenic acid in his mouth.

This thing was placed thousands of years later, and he usually didn't even bother to look at it. But right now, it's not just Pan Xiaomei's greed, he is also a little nervous.

Fortunately, Pan Anshi didn't laugh at them, but gave money, and each person bought a bunch back.

Wow, when you bite into it, your mouth is crispy and sweet.

Tsk, hawthorn-flavored rock sugar gourd, it's really been a long time!

Ding Yang couldn't imagine that one day he would be so happy to death because he ate a string of rock sugar gourds.

Unfortunately, sweet times are always short-lived.

Before it was evening, bad news came.

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