With a Door In Mind

Jiang Xiaochuan was listening to the adults chatting.

"Hey...it's weird today. I feel like I can't use up all my strength."

The speaker was a middle-aged man.

Someone next to him laughed and said, "Second brother, haven't you handed in the public rations recently? Otherwise, where will the strength come from?"

"Dazhu, don't be like you've never seen a woman before, be careful to die on your mother-in-law's belly."

This woman is not inferior to men when she jokes.

The people next to him were laughing.

The relatives of the villagers are called by their nicknames, or they are called by their rank in the family.

For example, the second son of the eldest uncle and the second uncle's family, everyone who is younger will be called the second brother. Therefore, in a village, there are often many elder brothers, second elder brothers and the like.

Jiang Xiaochuan thought that the spring water should have played a role.

All afternoon everyone felt full of energy.

The speed of mowing the wheat is also very fast.

However, he also discovered that it may have started to weaken after an hour because of the small amount.

I took a peek at the time, and it was only one o'clock now. According to the pattern of previous years, this has to be done until ninety o'clock in the evening.

Wait until the scooter with cold water comes back. He added a little more to the bucket. Enough to last till ninety o'clock at night.

What Jiang Xiaochuan didn't know was that his actions contributed to the increase in the birth rate in the village. .

An afternoon was spent chatting and busy. It's almost time for dinner.

At this time, Jiang Mingwu winked at Jiang Xiaochuan.

In Jiang Xiaochuan's puzzled eyes, he saw Jiang Ming Wujiang stuffed a wheat head into his clothes.

Then he glanced around and saw that many children were doing it. The adult next to him also pretended not to see it.

Jiang Dingzhong, on the other hand, was working with his head down. I don't know if he didn't see it.

"Is this an unspoken rule? Isn't this teaching bad children?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head at him. I can't finish eating this stuff myself, so why get it?

Watching Jiang Mingwu put wheat heads in his clothes, he thought, isn't it so piercing?

Jiang Mingwu saw that Jiang Xiaochuan was not moving, so he ignored him, took out a few more and put them into his clothes, and then stopped.

It didn't take long. There was a whistle.

A group of people then walked towards the village.

After dinner, the children and the elderly came back. The rest of the adult workforce is still busy.

Jiang Xiaochuan asked Jiang Xiaohe to go back by himself, while he was walking around the village.

In the era of information bombardment in the previous life, various self-media emerged one after another. I have also seen how to make tofu on the Internet.

That is, boiled soy milk and brine order tofu.

Now I only have two problems, one is to grind soy milk, and the other is to find brine, which is very simple.

Jiang Xiaochuan swayed away from everyone and came to the Wu family house in the far north.

This is a set of semi-brick yard.

I glanced at it with my mind, and there was an old man and three children in the house. The children are not big, the youngest is only four or five years old, and the oldest is only eleven or twelve years old. Probably the grandson of the family. .

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he knocked on the door.

This is already the northernmost part of the village, and no one usually comes here.

"Squeak..."

It didn't take long for the door to be opened, and it was the old man who opened the door.

The old man opened the door, saw Jiang Xiaochuan, and asked strangely, "Little boy, who are you looking for?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at an old man in front of him. Maybe because he was older, some age spots appeared on his face and his back was a little hunched.

A pair of eyes are also a little cloudy, and there is not much expression. There is a sense of imminent end.

Jiang Xiaochuan took back his thoughts and said with a naive smile, "Grandpa Wu, I'm here to find you.

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The old man was stunned when he heard Jiang Xiaochuan's words, and said, "Little boy, why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked around.

Wu Zhenggen's eyes darkened when he saw Jiang Xiaochuan's actions. His family has become a plague god in the village.

Jiang Xiaochuan turned his head to see the other party's expression and understood what the other party meant. He said, "Grandpa Wu, I want to ask something, can you tell me later?"

He pointed to the back of the yard.

Wu Zhenggen glanced at him and thought for a moment. Then he entered the house and explained that his grandson came out.

Jiang Xiaochuan followed him to the back of the house. Unless someone comes here specially, no one will pass by.

Old Man Wu stopped, turned his head, and said to Jiang Xiaochuan, "Do you want a recipe for tofu brine?"

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't opened his mouth yet.

Seeing the other party's expression, Old Man Wu smiled and said, "My family has nothing now, and I just want to live a stable life. Except for the recipe for brine, there is nothing that makes people miss it."

Jiang Xiaochuan sighed inwardly, saying that people are old and smart, which is not false at all.

The few old people I met, the old man Qin, the old man He, and the old man Wu in front of him. All are wise masters.

Jiang Xiaochuan did not speak, but nodded lightly.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's actions, the old man Wu shook his head gently and said, "The recipe must not be given to you, and you are not the first person to come up with a recipe."

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned when he heard the words, and then he thought that it didn't matter whether he wanted to make the recipe for brine, just give him some brine.

Anyway, just make something and eat it yourself.

"Grandpa Wu, I'm not trying to play your way. It's my father's comrade-in-arms. He wants to get some brine and some tofu. If you can give me some brine."

Old Man Wu was stunned when he heard the other party's words. He thought that Jiang Xiaochuan was called to ask for the recipe. I didn't expect it to be just a little bit of brine.

This is not impossible.

Then he hesitated and said, "It's okay to give you some brine, but I have a premise."

Jiang Xiaochuan heard his words and said, "Grandpa Wu. You say it."

Old Man Wu thought for a while and said, "I'll give you brine. When you let your father's comrades make tofu, give me some tofu. Get me some meat."

Wu Zhenggen is also helpless in his heart. It is a luxury for his grandson to eat tofu if his ancestors make tofu.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned upon seeing this. It's not that he couldn't get the thing, but it would be a big trouble if someone found out.

It's self-evident why you want meat and tofu. Anyway, there are not a few people in the village who secretly cook.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochuan's expression, Wu Zhenggen understood what the other party meant.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't say it. Besides, even if I say it, will anyone believe it? Only the two of us know about this. If it doesn't work, then forget it."

Jiang Xiaochuan thought about it for a while and felt the same, and said that he didn't admit it. No, you can search for yourself.

So he agreed. "Okay, let me tell you, how much do you want, Grandpa Wu?"

Old man Wu smiled, "You can just watch as much as you want, and don't dislike it if you have more."

Jiang Xiaochuan's head turned black, this is the old fox.

He also nodded with a smile and said, "I'll ask my uncle then. Master, you can get it out as soon as possible. You should be able to get a rabbit for you by then. As for how much brine you get, you can just decide. More is not too much.”

When old man Wu heard him say there was a rabbit, his eyes lit up. I don't care what the other person said on purpose.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I promise to satisfy that person."

It was agreed that he would come to pick up the brine tomorrow. He thought that he had to ask for gauze, so he said to the old man Wu: "Grandpa Wu, do you still have the gauze for making tofu?"

Old Man Wu asked strangely, "You make tofu without tools?"

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled awkwardly and did not answer.

Seeing this, Old Man Wu thought that the other party could get the meat, hesitated for a while, but nodded.

"I'll give you a piece at that time, enough gauze to make ten catties of tofu."

That's three feet of gauze. Not too much, and this gauze can't make clothes either.

Jiang Xiaochuan was overjoyed when he heard his words, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, Grandpa Wu, then."

Then Jiang Xiaochuan left.

In the evening, when the two sons of the Wu family and their daughter-in-law came back, they saw Old Man Wu making brine.

The eldest son was taken aback immediately. The old man won't think about it. Be aware that this brine is poisonous.

The boss hurried to the other side and said anxiously, "Father, what are you doing? Now, although we are not as wealthy as we used to be, we are still able to pass, so don't think too much about it."

Seeing this, Old Man Wu scolded angrily: "Go away. What are you talking about. Why do I want to die when I live well."

Seeing this, the boss scratched his head embarrassedly, "Dad, why are you making brine?"

Old Man Wu rolled his eyes, pointed to his second son who was snickering beside him, and said, "As you can see, your brother knows that I won't do such a stupid thing."

The boss touched his head and smiled. He muttered, "I'm not afraid that you can't think about it?"

The old man Wu sighed lightly beside him, his eldest son, filial piety is really filial, but a little lacking.

At this time, the second child smiled and said, "Dad, do you want someone to make brine? Don't the village grind tofu now?"

Old Man Wu shook his head slightly. : "It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it. It's so late, so go get some sleep. The boys are all asleep."