Take a sign
As the roars came closer and closer, Old Man Qin hurried back a few steps, then pretended to have just come out of the yard and said to Qin Wenjun who had stopped the car, "You're back. Is everything ok?"
Qin Wenjun unloaded the things and replied with a smile: "It's fine."
Qin Wenxiu heard the voice and came out, taking the bag from her brother: "Hey...it's quite heavy, what's in it, brother?"
"Wenli brought this for our families. Take it in first and we'll divide it up later."
"Okay..." Qin Wenxiu picked up the bag and walked inside.
"Brother, how is Wenli?" Qin Wenping asked.
"Come in first, and talk inside..." Qin Wenjun supported his father as he walked inside.
Seeing Qin Wenjun coming back, the sisters-in-law hurriedly got up to prepare cooking.
Seeing Qin Wenjun's relaxed expression, Mother Qin felt relieved and said, "Are you all right? It's getting dark and you haven't come back yet..."
"When I arrived at Wenli's house, they were preparing to eat. My aunt asked my brother and sister-in-law to add two dishes. It was very sumptuous..."
Qin Wenjun recounted what she had seen and heard at Qin Wenli's home.
"That's good, that's good, living a good life is better than anything else..." Mother Qin heaved a sigh of relief when she heard her eldest son talk about the changes in Wenli's family.
All these years she was worried about her youngest son, and was also concerned that Hu Yufeng could not visit her often. I regretted countless times in my heart, regretting why I believed the old lady's nonsense and sent my son into the fire pit.
It doesn't matter whether Hu Yufeng has really changed or is just pretending, as long as Wen Li and his wife no longer suffer from it, it's enough.
Although Wen Li still has to live by others' wishes, he finally has the ability to protect himself. It is really the blessing of the Bodhisattva...
Old Man Qin had a stern face and tapped his pipe: "It's good to know how to live. Wenping, go back and have a look. Let's have dinner."
Qin Wenping and several older children rushed into the kitchen.
*
After Qin Wenjun left, Qin Wenli became a little absent-minded.
Yang Xiu didn't know how to comfort him, so he suddenly had an idea and said, "I met Uncle Tianrong today..."
She didn't even bother to see if Qin Wenli was listening, she just kept talking to herself, "Oh my god, he's really handsome. I don't think anyone in the whole team can compare to him."
Then he lowered his voice again: "No wonder my father is afraid to give pancakes to my cousin even when my mother makes them. I am afraid too if I were his father. How can I compare with my cousin? He has no family background and no looks. No wonder my mother always looks down on him..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is that something you can say?" Qin Wenli had pricked up his ears, and seeing that his wife was getting more and more outrageous, he quickly interrupted her.
"What's the matter? I'm telling the truth..." Yang Xiu deliberately said unconvinced.
"How dare you talk nonsense about your elders' affairs? Was Xizi's stupidity passed on to you?" Qin Wenli stared at Yang Xiu's head for a few seconds.
If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it. Do you think I want to say it... Yang Xiu curled her lips.
Qin Wenli was interrupted by her, and the sadness in his heart was suppressed.
"Wenli, how many beans do you think we should soak?" Hu Yufeng asked outside the house.
As the weather gets cooler, tofu is less likely to go bad and the output can be increased.
"About 30 kilograms..." Qin Wenli said as he stepped out.
In the yard, Hu Yufeng had already taken out half a bag of beans and weighed them. Qin Wenli took the good beans, poured them into the sieve, and several people began to pick them.
Qin Yu and Qin Ling came in mumbling:
"Lingling, you're here. I haven't seen you for several days..." Yang Xiu looked at the little girl gently. This is the first time this child has come here since Xueqin left. As expected, a child separated from his mother is like a weed. Qin Ling was like a frightened little quail at this moment.
Qin Ling called out timidly: "Second Grandma, Second Aunt, Second Uncle..."
"Mom, can you braid my hair into a braid like Sister Lingling's?" Qin Yu trotted over and hugged Yang Xiu's arm and shook it.
Qin Ling looked at the scene in front of her, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.
Yang Xiu's eyes moved to Qin Ling's head and he said "Huh" in surprise:
"Lingling, who combed your hair? It looks so beautiful."
No wonder she was curious, neither Wang Xueqin nor Chen Xiulian were dexterous. In my memory, Qin Ling either had a low ponytail or double ponytails. But now she has an exquisite pigtail with a bunch of colorful hairpins, which can be seen at first glance as being braided by someone else.
Qin Ling touched her hair unconsciously and whispered, "Aunt Caifang combed it for me." But she didn't look very happy.
Yang Xiu knew what was going on. The "Caifang" who braided Qin Ling's hair probably had ulterior motives.
"Yu Yu, go get an apple for your sister..." Hu Yufeng looked at Qin Ling and instructed Qin Yu.
Qin Yu quickly brought two over, gave one to Qin Ling, and ate the other himself.
"Second Madam, please leave some for Xiaoshu and Yuyu. I just had dinner..." Qin Ling lowered her head and refused.
"You eat it, they have more..." Hu Yufeng looked at the child with a trace of pity in her eyes.
Qin Ling then took a careful bite and found it very sweet. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Munching on apples, the two went out to play hand in hand.
Yang Xiu in the courtyard was curious: "Whose family is that Caifang?"
Unexpectedly, it was Qin Wenli who answered: "I saw the second daughter of Deng Shan's family in Team 1 today..." Seeing Yang Xiu confused, Qin Wenli said: "There are two daughters. The eldest daughter married a live-in son-in-law, but the daughter ran away..."
"Oh, his family." As soon as Yang Xiu mentioned this family, she knew it was Deng Caixia. I found a live-in son-in-law from northern Shaanxi, but she left her children and went south last May, and there has been no news from her for more than a year.
I heard that this son-in-law from northern Shaanxi was making a fuss at home and asked his father to find someone. The Deng family refused and didn't know which province to look for the house in, so the situation remained at a stalemate.
Now is not the time to talk about this. "Then when did Deng Caifang and Wen Qing... happen?"
"Who knows..." This was beyond Qin Wenli's understanding.
"What does Deng Caifang want? She is still a virgin, while Wen Qing is already married for the second time..." Yang Xiu was really puzzled.
"She's not in a relationship, but she's still involved with Wenqing. I guess she's not a peaceful person. Your aunt is very popular recently..." Hu Yufeng said sarcastically.
Yang Xiu wondered whether his aunt-in-law was happy to be such a popular figure.
*
Chen Xiulian has been feeling both happy and unhappy lately.
I'm glad that someone is ready to take advantage of my son before he gets divorced.
What makes me unhappy is that no one who is rushing to do something good is doing so now.
Look at the mother and son next door, their business is booming. Every day at four or five o'clock, she would start grinding and frying oil. The aroma would drift all the way to her yard, making her stomach growl and she couldn't even sleep in.
Looking at my son who is still sleeping soundly at eight o'clock, it would be a lie to say that I am not anxious or envious of him.
But what's the use? My son has suffered so much and it will take him a long time to get out of bed.
Let the neighbors brag about it, what do these women know about doing business? Just wait and see, they will suffer the consequences, Chen Xiulian gritted her teeth in hatred.
Hu Yufeng had no idea that her neighbors were envious and jealous. Her fried dough twist stall business is stable. Today she received a wedding order for August 28 and received a deposit. She looked calm and polite, but she was so happy that she wanted to run two miles.
But she had something else on her mind today and she had to discuss it tonight.
The moon on the 15th is full on the 16th. At this moment, a bright full moon hangs high in the sky, shining brightly with the stars in the deep blue night sky. The moonlight is like a veil covering the courtyard of Lao Qin's house.
Several people in the yard gathered around a small square table, savoring yesterday's mooncakes.
Hu Yufeng slowly said, "Let's come up with a signature brand for our fried dough twist and tofu."
Seeing that Qin Wenli and Yang Xiu both looked up at her, she said:
"I walked around the market today and saw that all the shops had signs. After thinking about it, I thought we should have one too, so that people can find it easily when they come to buy things in the future."
Qin Wenli thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Mom, you are right. Having a signboard will not only make it easier for customers to find it. Take fried dough twist for example, if we put up a signboard, in case someone copies ours in the future, the signboard can distinguish the genuine product from the imitation."
"Yes, Wenli is right. It's better to get the sign sooner rather than later. Let's decide today. Wenli, you go and do it tomorrow, and we'll put it up next time."
"Okay." Qin Wenli agreed readily.
"What sign should we choose? Mom, do you have any idea?" Yang Xiu asked.
"No... I just had this idea this afternoon, so I didn't have time to think about a signboard..." Hu Yufeng did not admit that she was bad at naming. If she were to name a name, the only one she could use would be "Qin Family XX" or "Qin's XX".
"How about calling it Qin's Tofu or Qin's Mahua? Lao Fang's store should be called Lao Fang's store!" Yang Xiu started first, looking at her mother-in-law expectantly.
Hu Yufeng had a blank expression: Well, she is just as bad at naming as she is, they are worthy of being mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"No, there are many families with the surname Qin in our town, so let's just call ourselves the Qin family. There are several Qin's shops. If we call them this, people would think they opened the shop." Qin Wenli refused.
"Is that called Lao Hu's Mahua? Wenli Tofu?" Yang Xiu pondered again.
My mother-in-law's last name is Hu, and there are not many people with the last name Hu in this town. In fact, it would be better to call her Yufeng Mahua. I just don't dare to call her by her name!
"No, why can't you keep asking for my name?" Qin Wenli refused. He didn't want to be called Wenli Toufu.
This won't work, that won't work either. Yang Xiu was angry: "I told you that you can't do anything, why don't you come up with one yourself!"
"How about calling it Xiangxiangyuan Mahua?" the old lady said softly. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the old lady said with a nostalgic look: "When I was a girl, my favorite cakes were from Xiangxiangyuan Shop. At that time, my mother always asked the maid to buy them for me..."
Every time Hu Yufeng heard the old lady talk about the past, she felt...envious and jealous.
The old lady used to have a maid, but her life is even more miserable than that of the maid! ! !
Well, let’s get back to the topic.
"Fragrant Garden, it sounds like it would go well with Mahua, I think it's okay..." Yang Xiu agreed.
"No..." Qin Wenli continued, "According to what grandma said, Xiangxiangyuan is a big brand. If we copy their name, what if we become big in the future and get sued?"
Qin Wenli had studied a few more years, loved reading, and knew more about law than them.
"Yes, Wenli has a point, but your grandma has pointed us in a direction, so let's start from there."
"Is Maixiangyuan okay? Our fried dough twists are made of wheat, so this should be okay, right?" Yang Xiu said again.
"That's not possible. What's the name of that tofu? Douxiangyuan?" Qin Wenli retorted.
Unexpectedly, Hu Yufeng and Yang Xiu's eyes lit up at the same time, and they said in unison: "Okay..."
What can I do? Qin Wenli complained helplessly to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. He could not rely on them, so he had to do it himself.
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