Opening his eyes, Zhang Chi sat on the edge of the bed, looking out of the window through the big floor-to-ceiling window.

After looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table, Zhang Chi glanced at the sky outside again, and knew that the rain would not stop at least this morning.

Just as Zhang Chi was thinking about the rain, Merica's lazy voice came from his ears.

"Is it still raining?"

"Well, it's still down, did I wake you up?" Zhang Chi stretched out his hand and gently stroked his daughter-in-law's face.

Merika yawned: "No, maybe I slept a little too long yesterday, so I naturally got up a little early today."

Saying that, Merika lowered her head, grabbed Zhang Chi's hand with her own hand, kissed the back of Zhang Chi's hand gently, and then took her husband's hand and put it on her face, showing a rare and feminine character.

"If you want to eat, I'll make it for you," Zhang Chi asked.

Merica said, "No, we reckon we'll go downstairs now, and my mother and grandma will definitely have breakfast ready and are waiting for us to eat."

As she spoke, Merika let go of Zhang Chi's hand, moved to the edge of the bed opposite, and turned over and got out of bed.

After washing up and going downstairs, Zhang Chi found that there were several people sitting on the sofa in the living room, all of them dejected as if they were routed soldiers coming down from the battlefield, listless.

Zhang Chi entered the kitchen, and asked curiously at the grandmother and mother who were busy, "What's the matter?" ”

"What's wrong?" Miao Guifang didn't understand what her grandson was referring to.

Seeing Zhang Chi stretch out his hand and point to the sofa outside, Miao Guifang couldn't help laughing.

"They, the old ones, think that now that it's raining, they can't go to herd cattle, so they naturally put on a bitter gourd face. The younger one also felt that it was raining today, and the children he knew couldn't come and play with him, and it was like losing his soul."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but smile when he heard and looked at the people outside, and then said to his grandmother: "Are they staying at home on a rainy day?" ”

Miao Guifang snorted: "They stay at home, they don't stay at home, now they don't have any friends here, I can't remember who to come to play, if they stay in their hometown, catch up with the rainy day, and don't start work, they would have gone to find someone to play poker and watch mahjong." For them, the home is poisonous, where can they stay".

It seems that Miao Guifang is angry, and now when she meets her grandson, she directly spills out.

Zhang Chi didn't care, his grandmother had a lifelong opinion on his grandfather, it was a matter between the two of them, there were opinions together, but it didn't work if they weren't together, no matter which one left for too long, they would be restless. This is the affection of the older generation, and it is also the way they get along.

As a grandson, Zhang Chi just listens to it, it's a big deal to echo a few times, and forget it if he mixes in, when the time comes, he will really become Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror - he is not a person inside and out.

"What did you eat this morning?" Merika asked at Li Xiumei.

Li Xiumei uncovered the pot and showed it to her daughter-in-law.

"Tofu rolls?" Merika said.

Li Xiumei said: "Do you still know this?" ”

Merika replied, "Before you came, Zhang Chi would also make some from time to time, but they were mainly fried. By the way, Mom, there is no tofu at home, where did you get this tofu from? ”

"Make it yourself, it's not difficult, yesterday I soaked beans with your grandmother, and I got up early in the morning to start making tofu, in addition to making tofu rolls, there are more than ten catties in the bucket."

As she spoke, Li Xiumei bent down and pulled a plastic bucket out from under the countertop.

Merika looked at it and found that it was really a bucket of tofu, but she looked at the tofu a little strangely, so she asked, "Why is this tofu not white?" ”

The tofu in the bucket is not like the tofu that Zhang Chi bought from the Chinese supermarket, it is snow-white, and these tofu are a little dusty.

Li Xiumei said: "It's not that the tofu is not good, these tofu are made of natural brine, and they come out with this color, and you will know when you eat it, this tofu tastes the best."

Zhang Chi asked at this time, "Mom, when did you get this from your uncle's house?" ”

There is no such marinade at home, and there is only one possibility that it was taken from the uncle's house.

Li Xiumei said: "Your aunt also kept it at home, so I brought it over when I went to her house last time, oh, I'll give them a few pieces of tofu later."

Zhang Chi smiled when he heard this: "If I want to send you to do more, what can I do if I send it all like this."

"A dozen pounds is not enough?" Li Xiumei asked.

Zhang Chi shook his head: "It's not enough, she may have to send a few over there, and this one is only a few catties, and she can't eat for a few days."

Uncle Niang has a lot of friends in Folsen, some Chinese and some are old and beautiful, and each family can't share much of these ten catties.

"Why don't we do more today?" Li Xiumei said.

Zhang Chi replied: "If you are ready to send it, you can do a little more, how to say that it will cost forty or fifty catties, if you are not ready to send it, you will not do it, it is convenient for them to buy tofu there."

"Forget it, let's do a little more, you send it to your uncle's house tomorrow morning" Li Xiumei thought for a while before saying.

That's all it takes to give tofu.

Li Xiumei reached out and pressed on the tofu roll, and found that the tofu roll was cooked, so she said to Merika: "Xiaomei, you go and inform the uncles outside to eat."

Merica listened to the doorway of the kitchen and shouted into the living room, "It's time to eat."

As soon as everyone in the living room heard that they had eaten, they immediately came to their senses and all converged to the dining table.

Everyone did it together, even Xiao Xiao shared a quick deal, and after a while, the whole family gathered around the table.

As soon as Zhang Chi sat down, he asked, "What about my sister and brother-in-law, won't they have woken up yet?" ”

"It's early, you think everyone is you," Zhang Youpeng looked at his son and smiled.

"What about the man?"

Zhang Chi then remembered that he hadn't seen his brother-in-law and sister since he got up.

Xiao Xiao said at this time: "I rode a horse early in the morning, and I haven't come back yet, and I forgot to eat."

The tone of the little guy's speech is like that of a little adult, and Zhang Chi is amused.

"Riding a horse so early?" Zhang Chi asked.

Li Xiumei said: "Let them toss, when you are hungry, you will naturally know that you are back, let's eat." Come, Xiaomei, try the tofu rolls I made and see how I do it."

Zhang Chi said: "Your craftsmanship must be good, but this practice is a little worse than me."

The one made by the old lady is called a tofu roll, and what Zhang Chi makes is also called a tofu roll, but they are all tofu rolls, but the methods are different.

The tofu roll made by Zhang Chi is a whole piece of dough rolled skin, and also a whole piece of bread filling, rolled up and then put on the agent, and finally fried in oil.

And this kind of tofu roll made by my mother, the agent under the dead noodles, rolled into a small cake blank, put on the filling and rolled up, put it in a pot to steam, and when it is steamed, it can be eaten.

Which one is delicious, it's really hard to say, it depends on personal taste, for example, Zhang Chi prefers frying, of course, if he doesn't let him do it, he won't care about these if he just eats.

"You're delicious".

Li Xiu Meile laughed, and she didn't care about her son, now she saw Merika eating what she made, and there was an indescribable comfort in her heart, and when she thought about the little granddaughter in her daughter-in-law's belly, the taste was even more beautiful.

"Then next time you do it, there will be more words for people who only move their mouths," Zhang Youpeng scolded his son.

"Then I'll have time to do it," Zhang Chi smiled.

The family chatted around the table while eating, and the atmosphere was quite good.

While everyone was eating, Zhang Juan and Sun Yanping entered the house.

Zhang Chi looked up and was suddenly a little dumbfounded by the appearance of the two.

"You two are going to heaven?!"

My sister and brother-in-law are all dressed in ancient costumes now, isn't it popular to wear Hanfu now, Zhang Chi thought that wearing Hanfu was a little girl's business, where did I think that my sister was still a Hanfu lover.

If you want to say that my sister is enough, it is the nature of women to love beauty, plus Zhang Juan's long is okay, and wearing Hanfu can be regarded as the starting point for the promotion of Hanfu.

What kind of family do you say your brother-in-law is doing here, look at him, a set of Hanfu on his body is completely the image of the villain of film and television dramas, at most it is the image of a prodigal son who flirts with a woman from a good family on the road.

"In the morning, your sister said to take a set of photos of Hanfu, so we went to take some, don't you say that the scenery here is particularly ......."

Sun Yanping's hand is a camera, a very high-end kind, as for how to judge, Zhang Chi has always judged by the length of the camera lens, the more light the more high-end it seems to him.

Obviously, my brother-in-law's camera lens is very long, almost a slap long, which is the frame of a colorist for Zhang Chi.

"It's dark and there's no light, can you?" Zhang Chi was a little skeptical about his brother-in-law's photography skills.

Sun Yanping didn't say much here, he came directly to his brother-in-law's side, pulled out a stool and sat down.

"What are you doing, waiting for someone to help you serve the meal?"

Zhang Juan said to her husband.

Sun Yanping immediately smiled and went to fill a bowl of porridge, sat down and didn't drink the porridge, and showed his photography skills directly to his brother-in-law.

Originally, Zhang Chi thought that his brother-in-law was the level of a roadside stall, and it was a big deal to be a roadside store, but when he saw what his brother-in-law photographed, Zhang Chi felt that his brother-in-law was a little unfathomable.

The shooting is very good, and it is quite good in terms of Zhang Chi's appreciation level.

The first photo shows the elder sister wearing a Hanfu riding on the back of a horse, the horse is shaking its head, the open mouth, the horse's head folded inward, the twisted neck, and the high-spirited tail of the horse, forming a very powerful momentum.

My sister was now standing upright on horseback, her hands clutching the reins, and her face seemed to be thinking about something.

In the distance is a snow-capped mountain, but the main color of the snow-capped mountain at this moment is cold gray, quiet and solemn.

The whole photo is a combination of movement and static, and there is a special sense of heaviness.

The next photos are generally in this style, people, horses and nature, each of which amazes Zhang Chi.

"Brother-in-law, it's okay!" Zhang Chi praised.

Zhang Juan smiled: "Your brother-in-law can play with both hands except for work."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Chi smiled: "That's right! ”