80s Taoism

"Ballery, come out for me!"

When Zhang Enzhong ran to Zhang Jiaohua to call for the door, it was still dark. Zhang Jiaohua is naturally still asleep, this time is when the little boy is soundly asleep, not to mention shouting, even thunder may not be able to wake him up.

Zhang Youping and his wife naturally got into an argument all of a sudden.

Zhang Youping got up quickly, put on clothes indiscriminately, and opened the door. Zhang Youping wondered why Enzhong came so early. Could it be that the beggar caused trouble outside? I went to the Gao family yesterday and came back after crossing the bridge. I was proud of earning 20 yuan for him all day yesterday. Qi Gao's shot this time is really generous. There was twenty yuan in the red envelope.

"Enzhong, what are you yelling about so early? My cub is growing up? You woke him up. If it affects his development and he looks like you, who am I going to turn to?" Zhang Youping is also angry. If there is something wrong, you don't know that dawn will come. What is the matter at this time?

"It doesn't matter how tall your cub is? It's not my kind." Zhang Enzhong said angrily.

"On the ball day, are you looking for trouble?" Zhang Youping was woken up early in the morning, and he was already angry, but he didn't expect Zhang Enzhong to take advantage of the verbal advantage. Zhang Youping was so angry that he clenched his fist and rushed towards Zhang Enzhong.

Zhang Enzhong took several steps back, but he didn't see a bamboo broom lying across the yard, so he sat down on the ground.

"Just like you, you're still playing tricks in front of me." Seeing how soft Zhang Enzhong was, Zhang Youping had no interest in measuring his muscles.

"I left a pot of tofu this morning. It's all because of the beggar." Zhang Enzhong said angrily.

"Oh, your tofu is gone. What's the matter with Jiaohua? After eating at Qigao's house yesterday, Jiaohua hasn't been out of the house. It's impossible to do anything to you. If you dare to falsely accuse me, see how I will deal with you!" Zhang Youping became angry. How come all the bad things are blamed on my own cubs.

"Yesterday, when Qigao's family crossed the bridge, you cast a curse on me, saying that in the future my family will not produce tofu but dregs." Zhang Enzhong said angrily.

"You believe me when I say that your family makes tofu without tofu but only slag, but why don't you believe it when he says your family is a pig?" Zhang Youping became angry.

"Anyway, you let the beggar come out. He must undo the curse. Otherwise, I will make your family restless." Zhang Enzhong was in a hurry, forgetting that it was the sheep talking to the lion. As a result, tragedy happened.

Zhang Youping wanted to leave Zhang Enzhong for a meal, but Zhang Enzhong abruptly gave Zhang Youping this opportunity. Without saying a word, Zhang Youping threw Zhang Enzhong to the ground, slapped him twice, and directly knocked Zhang Enzhong dizzy.

"Zhang Enzhong, I'll give you twenty-four guts to see how you make my house uneasy!" Zhang Youping pointed his finger directly at the bridge of Zhang Enzhong's nose.

Zhang Enzhong was so frightened that Zhang Youping trembled all over. He was taught by Zhang Youping from time to time since he was a child. When I saw Zhang Youping, I was terrified. After Zhang Youping married his wife, his temper changed a lot. Zhang Enzhong has almost forgotten the feeling of being taught a lesson when he was young. Otherwise, how dare he go to Zhang Youping's house to touch Zhang Youping's nilin.

Liu Qiaoye came out, and quickly pulled the man away, "Is there anything you can't say well?"

Only then did Zhang Youping let go of Zhang Enzhong, "This bastard broke a pot of tofu, and it's my fault."

"Enzhong, you didn't make the tofu well, how can you blame my cub?" Liu Qiaoye was also very displeased. I knew I wouldn't let the man let go of him so quickly.

"When the beggar was crossing the bridge at Qi Gao's house to invite a master yesterday, I made a joke of him. The beggar said casually, telling my family to make tofu without tofu, but dregs. Although it was just a joke, but he hired a master at that time, and this sentence became a curse. I didn't pay attention to it before. I didn't think about it until I ruined a pot of tofu. The purpose of my coming to see the beggar is to let the beggar undo the spell. Otherwise, I will not be able to do my tofu business in the future." Zhang Enzhong said. The matter was told exactly as it was.

"That can only be your own fault. He didn't invite you to provoke you. When someone else's house crosses the bridge, you, an old man, also ran over to join in the fun. Don't you want to be Gao's relative?" Zhang Youping laughed instead. This guy deserves it.

"Who's free to watch it? Didn't I pass there selling tofu? I watched it for a while. Seeing everyone talking lively, I made a joke with the beggar. The beggar also said it casually. I know he didn't mean any harm, but I really got tricked." Zhang Enzhong cried sadly.

"You said you can't tell us well. You can explain this clearly. You came here early in the morning to call for death, and others thought my beggar did something bad." Zhang Youping looked down on Zhang Enzhong anyway.

"I..." Zhang Enzhong broke a pot of tofu and ran over to ask the teacher out of anger. Now that he has been punched twice, he can see the situation clearly.

Zhang Jiaohua slept until seven o'clock before being woken up by Liu Qiaoye. Seeing Zhang Enzhong sitting in the main room, he thought that tofu was served at home. For fart kids, tofu is a delicious addition to meat. If the fresh water tofu is made into delicious mapo tofu by the skillful mother, its deliciousness will be completely upgraded. This taste may always be deeply hidden in the memory of fart children, and many years later, they will still recall this childhood taste.

"Mother, shall we serve tofu today?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"What the hell. The tofu that Uncle Enzhong made today is full of tofu residue. You keep saying, did you curse Uncle Enzhong yesterday?" Zhang Youping asked.

"No." Zhang Jiaohua couldn't remember what he said casually.

"Why didn't you say it? When you were crossing the bridge and you were worshiping God, I made a joke with you, and you just said, let you make tofu in the future, and you will not produce tofu but only dregs. Remember?" Zhang Enzhong interrupted quickly.

"I seem to have said so. But I didn't cast a curse." Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head.

"You didn't cast a curse, but you were worshiping the gods at that time. You didn't take it seriously, but the gods took it seriously." Zhang Enzhong said mournfully.

"You deserve it. You lied to me to pick up firewood for you before, saying that when you make tofu, leave me a bowl of tender tofu. When I go to your house, you either say you forgot it or say that the tofu is old. Will you still lie to me in the future?" Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

"Biaohua, uncle is wrong. Can you do me a favor and undo this curse? From now on, uncle will leave you a bowl of tender tofu every day." Zhang Enzhong said to Zhang Jiaohua with a smile on his face.

"Enzhong, in fact, my son is just a joke. Your tofu broke, not necessarily because of my son's words. Why don't you go back and try again?" Zhang Youping said.

"I wasted a few liters of beans today. Try again, if it's still broken, I'm at a loss." Zhang Enzhong almost didn't cry.