Soon after, Ye Yun saw a figure coming to the gate of the courtyard. It was the old man selling tofu from the next village.
Why is Old Matou here?
Ye Yun winked at Qin Zheng, asking him to keep an eye on Ye Jianan and Mu Jingsheng, then stood up and walked out.
In the yard.
Old Matou was standing at the gate of the yard waiting. When he saw Ye Yun, his face instantly lit up with smiles.
"Daughter-in-law of the Qin family, you are finally back." While speaking, the old man walked up to Ye Yun with a smile on his face and stuffed a handful of banknotes into her hand without saying a word.
There were one-cent and two-cent notes, and a few two-three Great Unity notes mixed in.
Ye Yun didn't understand and raised her eyebrows, "Uncle Ma, what are you doing..."
The old man with a simple smile on his face patted his head and said, "You see, I was so busy giving you money that I forgot to tell you that I made the stinky tofu you taught me to make before! You know what, it sells quite well. It smells stinky but tastes delicious, and many buyers want it! This money is the profit after deducting the cost during this period. I heard that you are back, so I quickly brought it to you!"
So that's it.
Ye Yun couldn't help but laugh.
She stuffed the money back into the old man's arms and waved her hand, saying, "Uncle Ma, this is the money you worked so hard to earn, you shouldn't give it to me."
The old man looked surprised and was obviously at a loss as he held the handful of banknotes in his hand.
What does this mean?
She doesn't want it?
In this day and age, why don’t you want the money that’s handed to you?
In Lao Matou's heart, this money should belong to Ye Yun.
Although he did the hard labor, the skill of making stinky tofu was taught to him by Ye Yun. He has lived for most of his life and naturally knows what is the most precious.
Everyone has coolies.
The least valuable laborers among farmers are coolies.
But craft work, no.
These days, having a skill is equivalent to having a job and you will never have to worry about food wherever you go.
In his opinion, the skills Ye Yun taught him were far more important than the money in his hands.
If it were the old-fashioned way, he would even have to formally worship Ye Yun as his master.
"Uncle Ma, please go back first." Seeing that the old man was still in a daze, Ye Yun explained again, "This is your hard-earned money, and it has nothing to do with me. I have guests at home today, so I can't invite you in for a drink. I'll go to your house to play with Xiu'er some other day, and then we can talk about the stinky tofu."
"Okay, okay!"
When Lao Matou heard this, he decided not to delay any longer. After confirming with Ye Yun that she would come home, he rode away on his tricycle.
When leaving, he was very careful not to let the tricycle hit the three-box sedan parked on the side of the road.
Just by looking at the small car, he knew that the guest coming to Ye Yun's house must be a distinguished guest. If he had known that Ye Yun's family had such a distinguished guest to entertain today, he would not have been so tactless as to choose this time to come over.
Ye Yun returned to the house, and Qin Xiang'e, who had just finished shopping, just happened to ride her bike into the village.
She bought two pounds of meat from the town's supply and marketing cooperative and two fresh grass carps from the roadside. When she saw Lao Matou, she immediately waved to him to stop, thinking of buying a piece of tofu to stew with the fish.
When the old man found out, he waved his hands.
The tofu won’t be ready until the evening, so he came here simply to give money to Ye Yun.
Qin Xiang couldn't help but feel sorry about this.
Tsk, I should have bought some tofu from the supply and marketing cooperative earlier. But we have some bean curd skin and thorn vegetables at home, so we can stew them together in the pot.
Qin Xiang'e and Lao Matou waved goodbye and prepared to go back.
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
The old man suddenly called her.
Qin Xiang'e leaned on the handlebars and turned back to ask with a smile, "What's wrong?"
The old man glanced at the car parked on the side of the road and asked quietly, "Big sister, who are these people coming to your house?"
"You're talking about this."
Qin Xiang'e understood and her smile grew wider.
"This is my wife's parents coming back. From now on, my wife will also have her own family." She said with genuine joy on her face.
The old man slapped his thigh and said, "This is a good relationship, a good thing!"
"Yes, I won't say any more to you. I have to go back and cook for my niece's wife and her family!"
Qin Xiang'e was about to leave, but the next second her car was stopped by Lao Matou.
Before she could react, a thick handful of Mao Zedong's banknotes appeared in her hand.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Qin Xiang'e was surprised and hurried to return it to him.
The old man immediately said, "Big sister, this is the money I earned from selling stinky tofu. The recipe for the stinky tofu belongs to your wife. I went to her just now, but she was busy and refused to take it. I didn't bother her any more. I'll trouble you to pass it to your wife and I'll leave first!"
After saying that, he got on the tricycle, pedaled hard and drove away quickly.
Qin Xiang'e leaned on the 28-meter-high bicycle, looked at the banknotes in her hand in confusion, then looked at the direction where Lao Matou left, thought for two seconds and put it in her pocket.
Since the old lady said it was for her wife, then she could just take it back to her wife.
Qin Xiang'e rode her 28-inch bicycle up the slope.
After parking the car in the yard, she untied the pork and two fish tied to the handlebars, took out the banknotes given by Old Ma from her pocket, and walked into the main room with a happy smile on her face.
"His wife, I'm back..."
Ye Yun came out of the house to greet Qin Xiang'e. Qin Xiang'e naturally and smilingly talked to her about how fresh the grass carp she bought was. She said that the fish seller was a young man and that he had just caught the fish from the river. Then, as if she remembered something, she quickly handed the stack of banknotes in her hand to Ye Yun.
"This is given to you by Old Matou."
“…”
As soon as Ye Yun saw the banknotes, she knew what was going on. She smiled at Qin Xiang'e and let her go into the house first.
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