One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
"Chen Dazhi, how's it going? Have you figured out how Li Niu makes tofu?"
Luo Mei excitedly pulled Chen Dazhi aside and asked.
Chen Dazhi had been running around all day and was so thirsty that he scooped up a bowl of water and drank it before speaking.
"No, he just went to Fumanlou to sell tofu again. I saw him come out smiling, and he even bought some meat. He must have made quite a bit of money."
"Oh dear, how can you be so useless? It's been so many days and you still haven't figured it out."
Luo Mei snatched the bowl of water from Chen Dazhi and slammed it onto the table.
"Don't just blame me. You saw it yourself. What's the use of blaming me?"
What Chen Dazhi disliked most was Luo Mei's face, which was full of cursing; he found his Sun Xiaoxiao much more gentle and charming.
"Mom and Dad, stop arguing. Instead of arguing here, why don't you go visit Li Niu's house more often? You might hear something useful. Wouldn't that be better than you complaining here? Honestly."
Chen Xique felt that her parents were useless; they couldn't even handle the simplest things. They couldn't even steal the recipe for tofu and bring it back. How was she going to have any money to buy a dowry?
"The magpie is right, Chen Dazhi, why aren't you leaving?"
Luo Mei grabbed Chen Dazhi's ear and dragged him outside.
When Li Niu returned home, Aunt Li had already soaked the soybeans for making tofu the next day in a bucket.
"Wife, why are you digging for wild vegetables again? It's not like we can't afford vegetables now. Even cucumbers taste better than this leafy grass."
Aunt Li ignored him. She had no taste for the edible leaves, and since she was treating them as medicine, she figured it wouldn't hurt. After all, she had been taking medicine for over ten years.
"I like to eat, you don't need to worry about it."
Li Niu proudly showed Aunt Li the pork he had bought from the county.
"Wife, I'm going to cook you something delicious today. We'll have tofu stir-fried with meat."
"Okay! By the way, Lao Li, we saved a lot of tofu today. Take two jin to the kiln later for Yan Chuan's mother and the others to eat," Aunt Li instructed.
"I'll be there in a bit."
Li Niu first tied up the cow, then fed it some old cucumbers.
Chen Dazhi and Luo Mei lingered outside Li Niu's house. What had they just heard? What were Li Rufan and Li Niu saying?
They want to give the tofu to that bitch Su Luo? Tofu is such a precious thing, why would they just give it away like that? When did the Li family become so close to Su Luo?
"Chen Dazhi, did you hear that? They're talking about Su Luo," Luo Mei said, nudging Chen Dazhi from behind.
"I heard you. Can you please stop being so rude?" Chen Dazhi's eyes were full of disgust and impatience.
Luo Mei glared fiercely at Chen Dazhi and gritted her teeth.
"No matter how rude I am, I am still the mother of your child, unlike some widows who only know how to swindle men out of their money."
Chen Dazhi really couldn't be bothered to talk to Luo Mei; the two of them just couldn't see eye to eye.
Aunt Li wrapped the tofu in vegetable leaves and gave it to Li Niu.
"Old Li, take this carefully. When you give it to Yan Chuan's mother, you absolutely mustn't ask her for money. She taught us how to make this tofu, understand?"
"I know, honey. I'm not stupid."
"Okay, go and come back quickly."
When Li Niu was about to leave, Chen Dazhi pulled Luo Mei and ran back to their old house.
Luo Mei leaned against the door frame, panting heavily. She couldn't even speak; she was too fat and couldn't run more than a few steps.
"Father, Mother, why are you back so soon? Did you find out where you are?"
Chen Xique came out and helped Luo Mei sit down on a stool, eager to know the result.
Chen Dazhi slammed his fist on the table, his face full of anger.
"Dad, what's going on? Why are you all so angry?" Chen Xique was angry but had nowhere to vent her anger.
Luo Mei poured herself a glass of water and drank it before she recovered, her face contorted with rage as she cursed loudly.
"That bitch Su Luo is an ingrate. My Chen family has raised her for nothing for several years."
“The second son died young, and the eldest brother is like a father to the second son. As the eldest brother, I should teach the second son’s family rules properly, otherwise our Chen family’s family rules will fall into chaos.”
Chen Dazhi had never been this angry, not even when he lost money. His second brother was dead, and Huai Xu was dead too.
Zhao Ruyun actually allowed Su Luo to teach the tofu recipe to others. The Li Niu family and the Chen family have no blood relation or kinship. Has Su Luo lost her mind?
"What do you mean? Father, Mother, what happened to that lowly servant Su Luo again?"
In Chen Xique's eyes, Su Luo was bought by the Chen family; only slaves are bought and sold.
"Your father and I have worked so hard for so many days, staying up every night to secretly watch Li Niu make tofu, but I never expected that Su Luo would teach Li Niu and Li Rufan how to make tofu. I'm so angry."
Luo Mei was so angry that her lips trembled, and she wanted to dig out Su Luo's brains and crush them.
"What? Su Luo taught them how to make tofu? Father, Mother, this is a family product of the Chen family. Su Luo must be made to give it back."
Since it's something Su Luo knows how to do, it'll be much easier for them to take it. Su Luo is the Chen family's daughter-in-law, so even if they take it, it's their own business, and no one can say anything.
“Magpie, go and call your uncle to our house. Su Luo is ignorant, so we will teach her. Family property should be handed over to the family. If you take your uncle with you, Zhao Ruyun won’t dare to say anything.”
Chen Dazhi just wanted to call Chen Ping'an along, and they agreed that the two families would go together to force Su Luo to hand over the tofu recipe.
"I'll go right away."
Whether our family can become rich depends on today. That bitch Su Luo is incredibly stupid.
Chen Ping'an didn't know why his older brother was so angry. He had gone to the fields to call him and his wife back. He thought something serious had happened, but when he looked, his brother's family was fine.
"Big brother, what happened? Why are you so angry?"
Chen Ping'an and Liu Fangfang sat down together, while Chen Xiaoxiao, not understanding adult matters, squatted on the ground playing with stones.
"Third brother, something terrible has happened to our family. Su Luo has given away our family's secret recipe to someone else. Now Li Niu is making two taels of silver a day by relying on our recipe. Two taels! What does that mean?"
Chen Dazhi spoke with great seriousness, slapping the table and spitting as he spoke, utterly earnest.
"Brother, does our family have a secret family recipe? I don't know about it."
When Grandpa Chen was alive, he loved Chen Ping'an the most, but Chen Ping'an had never heard the old couple mention any secret recipe, let alone such a profitable one.
Looking at the Chen family's assets, if they had a secret recipe, why didn't they share it?
They still need to sell rice to afford to send Chen Mengqing and Chen Huaixu to school for a few more years.
"The old man doesn't understand, but the tofu that Li Niu's family has been making recently, the recipe definitely came from our Chen family."
"Brother, I swear to God, if it weren't for something from my Chen family, Meng Qing would never have been able to find a wife, and my Chen Dazhi lineage would have ended."
"Pah, pah, pah... Chen Dazhi, how could you make such a poisonous oath on my son? Why don't you just say you're going to die?"
Chen Mengqing was Luo Mei's darling, and no one could say anything about him.