Whether it was because Qian Duoduo was lucky or because the stewing spice that Su Ruanruan gave him was really potent, at least the first batch of spiced tofu tasted pretty good to him, so he decided to have spiced tofu for dinner tonight.
She stir-fried some greens again. When Qian Sheng came home for dinner that evening, he saw the brownish-red thing and asked with some doubt, "Old lady, what is this?"
Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "This is spiced dried tofu, Dad, why don't you try it? This is the first time I've ever made it this way!"
Qian Sheng tasted a small piece; it was a little salty and a little sweet, and it smelled quite fragrant. He looked at Qian Duoduo across from him and asked in a low voice, "Old lady, your mother isn't home. Dad wants to have some of this spiced dried tofu with him." He gestured with his hand as if holding a wine glass, then tilted his head back to his lips and said, "Have a drink."
Qian Duoduo smiled at Qian Sheng, immediately stood up, went to where Jin Jinxiu stored the wine, poured Qian Sheng a small cup, and said, "It's only because Third Brother isn't home, otherwise I wouldn't dare to get it for you."
Qian Sheng took the wine glass and chuckled, "That's why they say a daughter is a father's little cotton-padded jacket!"
Qian Duoduo watched with a smile as Qian Sheng took a sip of wine and ate a bite of dried tofu. When he was happy, he even hummed a bit of Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera). This discovery made Qian Duoduo's eyes light up. "Oh my, I didn't expect my dad to have this skill."
She laughed and said, "Dad, is it because of your great voice that you were able to marry such an outstanding girl as my mother?"
Qian Sheng took a sip of wine, which was really just a quick touch to his lips, as this was a long way from which he could taste it. He laughed and said, "Your mother was very beautiful when she was young. Most of you brothers look like her. Hehe, my face is only so-so!"
Qian Duoduo smiled as she watched Qian Sheng reminisce about the past. Actually, the two brothers, Qian Sheng and Qian Cai, weren't bad-looking; they just both inherited their grandmother's almond-shaped eyes, which were rather large and looked a little lifeless. However, Qian Sheng was slightly better looking than Qian Cai. The key point was that the Qian family was tall. Although people from Northeast China are generally taller than those from the South, most are still between 170 and 175 cm. Qian Sheng and Qian Cai were both 180 cm tall. In the era when they were born, when food and clothing were scarce, growing to such a height was truly a matter of genetics.
All seven boys in the Qian family are quite tall, averaging 180 cm. This makes them a popular attraction for young women and wives whenever they go out. Even the youngest, Qian Duoduo, is already 168 cm tall, which is considered tall for a girl. Moreover, because the family's financial situation has improved in the past two years, Qian Duoduo's height has been steadily increasing!
Jin Jinxiu and her uncle Jin Kuohao look very alike, belonging to the genetic mutation line in the Jin family. Grandma Jin and Grandpa Jin are both of average appearance, but these two children are very good-looking. Jin Jinxiu was sought after by many families back then.
Qian Sheng laughed and said, "Your mother was really the village beauty back in Yuanbao Village. At that time, other girls were all dark and thin, and their hands were calloused from working in the fields. But your mother was different. Even after working in the fields, she was still so fair-skinned. Hehe, you are so fair-skinned because you took after your mother."
Qian Duoduo finally understood that her father was a complete henpecked husband. All the good things about him were inherited from his wife, and all the bad things were his fault. No wonder her mother was still so adorable after so many years of marriage. It was because she had a man who doted on her and was willing to spoil her!
Qian Sheng didn't care whether Qian Duoduo responded or not, and said to himself, "Back then, your maternal grandmother kept a close eye on your mother. The number of people who wanted to make a move on your mother could stretch from Yuanbao Village to the county town. Your maternal grandfather was even more hostile towards every man around your mother!"
Qian Duoduo leaned forward curiously: "My grandpa and grandma are watching you so closely, how did you manage to win the heart of this beauty?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Sheng chuckled and looked ahead, but Qian Duoduo could sense that his gaze was unfocused, as he was lost in memories.
Qian Sheng smiled broadly: "Your mother and I met at the commune market. Your grandmother was being targeted by a man who wanted to kidnap your mother. I happened to spot your mother, such a beautiful young woman, in the crowd. Of course, those men who wanted to bump into your mother were also my rivals."
Qian Duoduo asked curiously, "And then?"
Qian Sheng: "I saw the girl who made my heart race, and naturally I also saw the man who had designs on her. So I followed him, and when he tried to attack your mother, I rushed forward and caught him red-handed."
Qian Duoduo: "Wow, a hero saving a damsel in distress?"
Qian Sheng chuckled, picked up his wine glass, and took a small sip: "Your grandfather thanked me for saving your mother and wanted to treat me to dinner. How could I let go of such an opportunity to take things further with your mother? So I agreed, and I've been going over there often since."
Qian Duoduo: "Didn't my grandpa beat you out?"
Qian Sheng chuckled: "Of course we arrived, we were almost there, but I bribed your uncle first. He gave me a lot of information."
Qian Duoduo: "So that's why you're so nice to my uncle? You always send a portion of any good food to him."
Qian Sheng: "Your grandma and your uncle live together. Sending it to your uncle is just so your grandpa can have a taste!"
Qian Duoduo nodded: "If you win over my uncle, will my grandma agree to let my mother marry you?"
Qian Sheng shook his head: "How could that be? It's all thanks to your dad's many talents. Your grandparents love to sing Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera), and your dad's voice is pretty good. I learned a bit from them, and when your grandpa heard me sing, he thought, 'Wow, this young man sings quite well,' and gradually he came to like me."
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