Tao Zhengyi: "..." Suddenly he didn't know what to say.
Tao Zhengyi immediately divided his meat buns into four portions, one for each person, before looking at Mo Yan and asking, "Do I have any buns now?"
"Pfft," Mo Yan laughed uncontrollably, "I have to say, you truly are your grandmother's precious gem."
The three little girls looked at the tiny meat buns, somewhat bewildered. They realized they could eat meat buns too. "Alright, hurry up and eat! After we sell everything, we'll go to a restaurant."
Mo Yan handed the vegetable bun in her hand to Tao Zhengyi, "Here, look at you looking so wronged, eat it."
Tao Zhengyi thought he was gone and was overjoyed, but when he looked up at his mother's empty hands, he asked, "Mom, what are you going to eat?"
“Your grandma buys steamed buns because, to her, you are all her grandchildren, so shouldn’t she treat you differently? And I am your mother, and when I saw you had nothing to eat, I gave you my steamed buns. This is my way of showing you love, understand?”
Tao Zhengyi was somewhat confused, as if he understood, yet also as if he didn't.
Aren't you going to eat it?
"I want to eat, but I can't let you go hungry, because I love you, my son. Okay, eat up, Mom has to go now."
Tao Zhengyi looked at the steamed bun in his hand. No one had ever said these things to him before. They always said things like, "Because you are my son, you are my precious darling, so you have to have the best."
But now Mom says, because you are my son, because I love you, I am willing to give you mine to eat, even if I don't eat it myself.
The old lady was so annoyed. It was just a steamed bun, and Mo Yan had to make such a fuss about it.
Mo Yan led them to the stall, and as soon as everything was laid out, everyone looked over.
"Come and take a look, everyone! Today we have tofu pudding, tofu, dried tofu, tofu puffs, and tofu skin!"
People gathered around and started buying by the pound, while a few little ones took care of the customers.
"Uncle and Auntie, wait a moment, my aunt will get you the tofu right away."
"Uncle, would you like to try some tofu pudding?"
"Uncle, would you like to try some tofu?"
The children were shy at first, but later they were all very happy.
By noon, everything had been sold.
The old lady never expected that tofu could sell so well; the whole box was full of one or two cents.
They're about to make a fortune!
"Mo Yan, wouldn't you say the Tao family's ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke?"
Otherwise, how could they make so much money?
"Mom, my surname is Mo, and yours is Yu. What do we have to do with the Tao family? The tofu and dried tofu were made by the two of us with great effort, you know? It's all thanks to the two of us and the four little ones picking the beans."
Mo Yan felt that the old lady's mindset needed to be changed, and that she needed to affirm her own value.
Upon hearing this, the old lady's eyes lit up, and she slapped her thigh hard, exclaiming, "That's exactly right!"
"Yes, you're right. It's all thanks to us. Oh, today is such a happy day. Let's hurry back to the village to buy beans, or maybe we should plant beans all year."
They can just keep making and selling tofu from now on.
"Okay." Mo Yan nodded with a smile, and then led them to pack their things.
"Hello. Are you the owner of Yu's Tofu?"
The person who came was wearing a Zhongshan suit and glasses, and looked somewhat familiar.
The old lady looked at you and said, "Aren't you the owner of that state-run restaurant?"
If you ask the old lady how she knew, it's because she used to see it often in front of restaurants. Even if you can't afford to eat there, you can't just take a look.
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