In Mu Jingsheng's presence, no matter how old she is now, she seems to be the same shy and timid girl she was back then when she first met him.
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In the afternoon, Ye Yun and Qin Zheng rode their motorcycles to Old Ma's house.
The small courtyard was filled with joy, with big red "double happiness" characters pasted on the walls and windows, and several women were gathered together in a lively atmosphere, sewing a wedding quilt.
A large cotton sack was spread on the ground; some people were adding cotton to it, while others were folding the corners of the quilt.
Clear division of labor.
In Qingshan Town, the custom is that when a couple gets married, the groom provides accommodation, while the bride prepares a few quilts and small items like washbasins as dowry.
The cotton was grown by ourselves, and the cloth was woven by ourselves.
If you have the means, do six or eight of these, do more, not just for yourself, but also for your children in the future.
If you don't have the necessary conditions, just make a few fewer provisions, as long as they seem acceptable on the surface.
By this time, seven or eight quilts had already piled up next to Aunt Ma, but they hadn't stopped working, clearly aiming for something even better than what they already had.
Ye Yun couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Aunt Ma, are you going to make a few quilts for Xiu'er?"
"Twelve!"
The person next to him laughed.
Aunt Ma was delighted to see Ye Yun. After saying a few words to everyone, she put down her work and pulled Ye Yun to sit at a stone table.
She said that she, as a mother, was not good at speaking and was afraid that Xiu'er would suffer grievances in her husband's family in the future.
In those days of male chauvinism and the dominance of mothers-in-law over daughters-in-law, girls like Xiuer had a hard time getting married. If they were unlucky, they could only marry into families with ugly and undesirable men.
However, the young man who was dating Xiuer came from a normal family.
She was happy that Xiuer was able to marry into a normal family.
However, because of her mother, Xiuer was not on equal footing with the young man, so she wanted to prepare a better dowry for Xiuer so that Xiuer would have more confidence after marriage.
Over the years, their family has been selling tofu, and their savings are enough to support twelve quilts.
Ye Yun was truly envious.
She suddenly felt envious of Xiuer for having such a loving mother.
"The young lady is here?"
At this moment, Old Ma entered his house in a tricycle carrying two sacks of soybeans.
Upon seeing Ye Yun, he quickly parked his tricycle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards her: "Little sister, you've come at the right time. I was in such a hurry yesterday that I didn't explain things clearly, so today I'll let you see our family's stinky tofu!"
As he spoke, he pulled Ye Yun along in a simple and honest manner, leading her towards the basement of the kitchen shed.
Ye Yun smiled and agreed.
Soon, Old Ma led her to two pickling jars that were half a person tall. Old Ma deftly untied the ropes and lifted the lids of the pickling jars.
call--
A strong stench wafted over, and Ye Yun couldn't help but quickly cover her mouth.
It stinks!
"Hehe! How about it? This stinky tofu is pretty good, isn't it!" Old Ma chuckled, boasting, "Young lady, don't let the smell fool you, it tastes amazing! Lots of people love it! Let me scoop you a piece to try!"
As he spoke, he scooped a piece of stinky tofu from the jar with a spoon and put it into Ye Yun's mouth.
Ye Yun's eyes widened in surprise.
"No, no!" she quickly waved her hand, trying to push away the stinky tofu that Old Ma was offering.
Old Ma was surprisingly enthusiastic: "Why don't you try it? I'm not lying to you. Just try it. You'll see how delicious it is when I gave you the money yesterday. It's really not poisonous!"
Ye Yun shook her head desperately.
Old Ma suddenly realized something, slapped his forehead and said, "I know, you must be a clean person. I'll put it in the bowl right now. Girl! Get a steamed bun for your sister Yun!"
hiss……
Ye Yun's feelings were hard to describe; it seemed there was no way to avoid it today.
Before long, the little girl excitedly brought over a white steamed bun, and in the enamel bowl were two pieces of freshly made stinky tofu, emitting an indescribable aroma.
Ye Yun sniffed and silently glanced at Qin Zheng beside her.
Qin Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Wife, how about we don't eat?"
Upon hearing this, Old Ma said, "No way! Now that you've taught me this skill, you should at least check it out, shouldn't you?"
Ye Yun: "..."
I don't want to.
"Master, I should call you Master!" Old Ma looked at Ye Yun expectantly. "Just try a bite, it's really not poisonous, don't worry!"
Um……
Ye Yun hesitated for a moment, "Just one bite?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Old Ma's old face instantly lit up again.
Gaining recognition from others didn't give him much of a feeling. The money he initially earned only stimulated his business enthusiasm, but what he hoped for most was Ye Yun's recognition of the taste and skill of his stinky tofu.
Because Ye Yun taught him this skill.
In his mind, Ye Yun was the only one who could truly appreciate his skills.
Okay.
Ye Yun resigned herself to her fate, picked up the bowl of stinky tofu, and took a sniff.
"vomit……"
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