Chapter 11: Pretty Good

Fortunately, he had just made up such a lie, so no matter what complaints Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui came to him, he could make it up.

Zhuang Ruman felt that he was really smart.

"But he didn't come here to complain..." Zhuang Jingye said again.

"Then..." Zhuang Ruman was surprised: "Then what are they doing here?"

"They came to me and asked me to set up female households for them." Zhuang Jingye said quietly.

What? Zhuang Ruman was completely stunned, standing there in a daze. ——Here , the sisters Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui were only concentrating on making tofu.

By the time the beans were picked, the tofu shop was almost done.

All the things needed for grinding tofu were washed clean, which was a world of difference compared to the dust that was almost a finger thick just now.

After finishing the cleaning, it is time to start the first step of making tofu - soaking the beans.

Put the beans in the jar and start adding water.

The beans should be soaked until they are completely submerged in water and there is no hard core. The time required will vary depending on the ambient temperature. Now is the height of spring, and the soaking of the soybeans will take about five hours, which means it will take until dark in the evening.

After soaking the beans in water and sorting out other things, it was almost time for lunch and the two sisters' stomachs were already growling with hunger.

At this moment, Wen had already picked up the bowl and started eating.

The soup noodles are made of white flour, with spinach, garlic, etc. in it, exuding bursts of fragrance.

"There's no food for you. If you want to eat, go home and cook for yourself." Mrs. Wen slurped the noodles and glanced at Zhuang Qingning.

"Aunt Wen, we have already soaked the beans. Calculating the time, we estimate that it will take until dark. Let's go now and come back in the evening."

Zhuang Qingning smiled.

"You're leaving now, why are you telling me so much? You're being so noisy, don't you think I, an old woman, know how long I can soak the beans?"

Mrs. Wen pulled the corner of her mouth and said impatiently, "Just leave quickly."

"Then we'll go first."

Zhuang Qingning knew about Wen's temper from the original owner's memory, so he didn't say much and just pulled Zhuang Qingsui out of Wen's house.

After stepping out of the door, Zhuang Qingsui breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Wen is really powerful, really scary."

"Scary than my aunt?" Zhuang Qingning asked with a smile.

"Yeah, scary." Zhuang Qingsui nodded, her little face full of seriousness: "Auntie is scary, right? I'm mainly afraid of the stick in her hand. I'm afraid that she won't give me food, but this Aunt Wen..."

She just sits there, without saying anything abusive, and it makes people scared. Even though you know she won't hit you or curse you, you just feel that when you see her, she must be someone you don't want to mess with. Don't make her angry, otherwise you will suffer the consequences.

Zhuang Qingsui understood this truth, but he was too young to say it out loud, so he just said, "Anyway, I'm just scared by the sight of him, so I don't dare to provoke him."

"I think Auntie Wen has a good temper." Zhuang Qingning smiled and rubbed Zhuang Qingsui's little head.

"Ah?" Zhuang Qingsui's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

She was so fierce and her words were a bit harsh. More importantly, she was scary. When she was working there just now, she didn't even dare to look at her.

How can Aunt Wen, who is so powerful, have a good temper?

Looking at Zhuang Qingsui who obviously misunderstood her meaning, Zhuang Qingning laughed: "When I said Aunt Wen has a good temper, I didn't mean that this temper is necessarily good for others, but that this temper is good for people, especially for Aunt Wen herself."

"I don't understand what you mean, sister." Zhuang Qingsui's eyes were full of confusion.

"How do I explain this to you..."

Zhuang Qingning thought for a while and said, "Let's put it this way. If it is a flower that is very fragrant and beautiful, and you can take it home and eat it, or make medicine, would you really want to pick it and take it home?"

“It’s natural.”

Such useful flowers should naturally be taken back.

"But if this flower smells good and looks beautiful, but is covered with thorns, and its scent may be poisonous, would you still dare to pick it?"

“I dare not, I dare not…” Zhuang Qingsui shook his head like a rattle.

"Do we have to go around it even if we see it?"

“Then we’ll definitely go around it.”

"That's it. Aunt Wen is like this. She's powerful, covered in thorns, and has a very bad temper. If you dare to provoke her, you will be stabbed with thorns all over your body, and you may even be poisoned. This happened once, and it happened twice again. Naturally, everyone knows that she is not easy to mess with, so they naturally dare not mess with her easily."

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Zhuang Qingning explained: "Since we dare not provoke them, we naturally dare not bully them casually. This will save us from many troubles and allow us to live a peaceful life."

Especially for Aunt Wen, who lost her husband in middle age and has to make a living with several children, if she is weak and can be bullied, others will naturally not take her seriously. Just with Zhuang Shengxing's brothers, there will probably be endless trivial matters between their families, not to mention those people outside who don't take orphans and widows seriously.

Mrs. Le Wen was fierce and powerful, and frightening. No one dared to provoke her, so she could avoid a lot of troubles, and others would not dare to think of bullying her or taking advantage of her.

This kind of temperament is indeed the best for Wen. Maybe Wen has this in mind, which is why she is so harsh and severe, preventing others from getting close to her.

"I think I understand what my sister said. We must not be weak in the future and let others think that we are easy to bully." Zhuang Qingsui said seriously: "Just like a hedgehog, it has thorns all over its body, and others dare not easily reach out to it."

"That's what I mean." Zhuang Qingning smiled and said, "Are you hungry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Qingsui's stomach made a crisp gurgling sound.

This made her scratch her ear a little embarrassed: "I'm hungry."

"Then let's eat noodles at noon?" Zhuang Qingning said with a smile, "Mix some white flour with corn flour and make noodles."

"Okay." Zhuang Qingsui nodded excitedly.

We had noodles for lunch. The sun was almost up in the sky, so we had to hurry back to make the noodles.

The salt and oil exchanged from Xiaowu were enough seasoning for the noodles. Zhuang Qingning also led Zhuang Qingsui to the fields nearby to find some mud cabbage, wild garlic, dandelions and other things to serve as side dishes for the noodles.

Zhuang Qingsui was lucky. He saw a quail's nest on a nearby short tree and found a few quail eggs.

Thus, two bowls of steaming hot and fragrant mud cabbage and wild garlic, plus cornmeal and white flour noodles with a few quail eggs, came out of the pot.

Each person got a big bowl, which was large and delicious, and the two of them enjoyed it very much.

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