The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

"This looks at the point here, and the mother goes to the shack."

Looking at the tofu sold on the stalls, Meng Yu Niang pinched the slender scorpion in her pocket and licked her mouth and said to the son on the side.

"Every piece of water tofu is cut according to the weight. One piece of two money, the old tofu is a piece of five pennies. Don't give it a note."

There are only two pieces of water tofu and an old tofu left on the booth. Meng Yu Niang is not worried about her son’s mistake.

"Ok."

Jiangliu nodded. He didn't think much about it. Only when the beauty girl suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, he stayed alone and looked at the booth. Meng Yu Niang also asked the women on the side of the booth to look after some sons, and then they left with confidence.

The downtown of the county is very lively. There are small vendors selling their own goods on the roads. Many of them are rural people in the surrounding villages. Therefore, there are separate latrines on the main streets of the market. It is also convenient for these people. use.

Meng Yu Niang turned a few turns, did not go as she said, but went to a **** shop of an old name.

"How much money can this scorpion be?"

She took out a fine silver plaque and saw that its owner loved it very much. The style was a bit old, but it was bright and shiny, and there was no trace of oxidation. I wanted to wipe it out every night.

"Look at your death or live."

The old treasurer took over the silver scorpion. The work of this scorpion is not so fine. It looks like the weight is heavy, but it is not pure silver. It also contains a layer of copper, which is inlaid with a piece of jasper. The jade is not the best. Can only be said to be ordinary.

"If you die, I will give you two and a half. If you live one or two, you will pay a hundred yuan a month. If you don't take money for a year, you will be punished."

The price given by the shopkeeper is slightly lower than that of Meng Yu Niang, but she still needs the money to buy the four treasures of the study. Meng Yu Niang’s hesitation has been reduced a lot.

"Little lady, your silver plaque is not worth much. No matter which **** shop you get, you can't give you more than the number I just said. Death or alive, you give the sentence ""

The treasurer placed the silver plaque on the counter, and Meng Yu Niang closed her eyes and said that she had died.

When she came out of the pawnshop, Meng Xiongniang’s purse had two and a half silver, but her heart was empty.

She lost her last thoughts.

Meng Yu-Niang took a deep breath and walked back heavily.

The past can't be remembered. For women, the most important thing is always their own children.

*****

"I took this hare and you changed these three tofus."

On the other hand, after Meng Xiiang’s departure, Jiang Liu ushered in the first customer she received alone.

The other person's body is tall and burly, and the river has to look up to see the other side's appearance. In the old man's height is generally only one meter in the early days, this man is simply standing out, extremely prominent.

His facial features are ordinary, but he is still pleasing to the eye. Even if he wears a sturdy flesh, he can see it. Jiang Liu looks at the dead rabbit who can no longer die. He silently recites Amitabha and begins to calculate. It is a braised rabbit that is more delicious, or a spicy stir-fry.

I don't blame him for licking the flesh. After coming to this body, because of the filial piety, there is no more than a little bit of sputum. The daily three meals are not tofu or pickles.

The timing of this rabbit is very appropriate. Yesterday was the last day of his twenty-seven months of filial piety. Strictly speaking, he can eat meat today.

"Little brother, these three tofu add up to no more than ten copper plates, you can sell at least one hundred and two hundred dollars at least, so exchange, you are a loss."

Someone passing by whispered the burly man, letting him not stupidly make the tofu stall owner take advantage of it.

"I don't like meat, I love tofu."

The strong man snorted and said, then put the rabbit in the empty bamboo basket next to the river.

"There are people who don't like meat."

The old man who mentioned the brawny snorted, shook his head and left, talking to the fool, and he was afraid that he would become a fool.

"My mother is not there, or you will wait for my mother to come back and discuss with my mother."

Jiang Liu has long recognized the coming people. Is this burly strong man in front of him not Hu Yirong who has been arguing with Meng Yi Niang in his original memory? He is not as pedantic as the original, although he loves the mother again. I think that his mother should be guarded by him. If Meng Yuniang really regains the frontier with Hu Guirong, Jiang Liu thinks this may be a good thing too.

However, before this old renewed, Jiang Liu had to observe the man well.

"No need to use, my mother is waiting to eat tender tofu, I want these pieces of tofu just fine."

When listening to the river, the man was anxious, and directly put the three pieces of tofu on the chopping board into the big bowl that he brought, and walked away quickly.

When Meng Mengniang came back, Hu Guirong had left for a while.

"Tofu is sold out?"

Meng Yu-Niang has already packed her mind. She started to sort out the stalls like no one else. When she was preparing to ask her son where to sell the tofu, she saw the rabbit in the bamboo basket.

"Where is this hare coming from?"

Pointing at the rabbit, Meng Yu Niang asked her face with a serious face.

"I just came to a weirdo, I have to take the hare and I change the tofu. I said let him wait for the girl to come. He seems to be scared. He took the tofu and ran away."

Jiang Liubian said while paying attention to Meng Yu-niang's expression and trying to see her true thoughts from her eyes.

"There are still such idiots, not to put good meat, but to change a few pieces of tofu?"

Meng Zheniang’s heart was shocked. Of course she guessed who the son was in, but she could not reveal a hint of incitement because she did not know if anyone on this street came to know her and Hu Guirong.

The son has to study, can not have a mother who is not famous, so she can only pretend to be the appearance of nothing, all the bitterness swallowed in the stomach.

"In the future, if the geek is coming over, you are not allowed to use tofu and change meat. Mother has taught you, and you must have a bone, and you can't do anything cheap."

Ma Mengdi packed up the good things, and Meng Yu Niang did not forget to teach her son a few words.

"Mother, I know."

Jiang Liu didn’t see anything from Meng’s expression. He was not sure. It’s the beauty of the mother who had no feelings for Hu Guirong, or the other party did not guess who he was.

On the way back, the river could not help but tempted a few words.

"Mother, today the geek grows really tall, can I grow taller in the future."

This sentence is the true words of the river. He really didn't think that the average height of the ancients was so worrying. When he came to the world for so long, he saw only a handful of heights more than one meter seven, let alone one like Hu Guirong. Mi Ba’s burly man.

If his memory is correct, the height of his life is not really high. I don’t know if I changed him this time. I will start eating some food for the first time. Can I make up for it?

"You can't eat at the top of your head. It's up to you to make up your head and learn something faster in the future."

Meng Xiiang had a few words with her son, and she did not see her son’s expression after hearing her big head theory.

******

"Rongzi, you are back."

Hu Guirong returned to his house at the foot of the mountain with a bowl of tofu. His blind-eyed old lady was squatting in the yard waiting for him.

"Mom, the weather is not warming up now, why are you coming out, be careful not to catch cold."

Seeing that the old lady was standing outside the house, Hu Guirong quickly put the bowl of tofu on the edge of the window, then licked the old lady's hand and put it in her hand to help her warm.

"When you wait in the house for a while, I will be able to eat immediately. Today I bought you tofu, which is tender and can be smashed without teeth. You will remember to eat more later."

Settled a good old lady, Hu Guirong went to the stove to cook the remaining porridge in the morning, and then mixed the bowl of tender tofu.

His aging mother's teeth are almost gone, and the sweetness of tofu is eaten, and a bowl of porridge is eaten more than usual.

"Today's tofu is good, I tasted more tender and tender than I bought before."

The old lady said with a smile, ridiculously laughing and sighing.

"Oh, if it weren't for me, my child would be running with my mother."

"Mother, my mother has already married, and this is not good." Then, when I was in the house, I would like to have a special gift. I can’t give it. What does it have to do with you?"

Hu Guirong bowed his head and sorted the tableware and refuted his mother's words.

"You don't comfort me, I know I dragged you down."

The old lady was blind, and she knew that when she said that she had been in the family for a while, the other party came to the house to find Rongzi, and let him run away with her, just because there is still his nephew to take care of, Rongzi refused.

On the night when her mother was married, her son cried for a night in the house. She also squinted and turned over and covered the whole night.

The next morning, the son went hunting with the mountain and took care of her daily life.

All this, she didn't see it, but she heard it.

"Yang Niang is a good girl. If she is willing to remarriage, I will treat her as a relative and a woman. I will never say anything that she used to be a widow. If she is willing to bring her children, I would like to be a grandson."

Scorpion mother also heard about the news that she was a widow. Although she was quite sorry for the man in front of her, she thought that this was her son’s chance.

"Mother, don't think about it, I am so good."

Hu Guirong smiled bitterly, just as he knew him, he also knew about her mother.

Jiang Jia will not allow her to remarriage with the tofu and the descendants of the Jiang family. For her son, she will not marry him.

His fate with her may be so shallow, as long as he can still look at it and occasionally help, he is already satisfied.