Yoshida Mii

Chapter 77
"Aren't they all separated? What are you doing back home?" one of the men shouted.

Old Uncle Cheng smiled, and shook his head inscrutablely, "It is said that the family that was divided before does not count, and they will live together in the future, so there will be no separation."

Everyone who listened looked at each other, "What is this called? What Mrs. Song is doing is getting more and more shameless. Old Song is a wimp and can't support his family. Call a foolish woman to come out and embarrass me!"

"Earlier, the scholar's lady was ill, and the old Song family wanted to throw her out immediately. Now that she has recovered, she has the cheek to ask her to go back. Tsk tsk, ordinary people can't do this!"

"I regretted it when I saw a talented lady doing a small business to make money. I wanted to confuse other people's money! I saw it in the market in the town, and there was never a loss of people at the stall, and I couldn't collect the money!"

Those who hadn't been to the town for the past few days were surprised and sighed when they heard what the man said.

"What is the lady of the scholar selling? How is the business doing well?" A middle-aged woman asked.

The man who answered the conversation just now said, "I see they are selling tofu."

"Tofu?" The woman was very surprised, "Can that product sell well? Doesn't it mean that the water here is not good, so we can't make good tofu?"

"Then who knows?" The man shook his head, "The tofu made by Mrs. Xiucai must be good, otherwise why so many people buy it?"

"Hey, I know! I know!" A lean man exclaimed excitedly, "A few days ago, Dahuozi scoured a well for a scholar's wife's house, saying that the well water was sweet, and it might be from the scholar's wife's house. The water from the well is good!"

Immediately someone retorted, "Do you believe Da Huozi's words? He praises the water in any well he digs for is sweet!"

The thin man was not happy, "Then tell me, why is the tofu made by the lady of the scholar so delicious? When the Song family was not separated, I never saw the lady of the scholar making tofu!"

Those who refuted were suddenly at a loss for words, and everyone discussed excitedly for a long time, and they all agreed that the hardships and hardships of the scholar ladies in the first half of their lives were rewarded. The gods gave them a sweet water well and gave them a way to survive.

At this meeting, Second Uncle Song opened his coat and hummed a low-level tune, and came to the shop in a casual manner. Seeing him coming, everyone who was discussing enthusiastically fell silent.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I say anything when I come here?" Song Ershu leaned on the tree and laughed. He didn't think about other things at first, and he didn't expect that everyone was discussing old Song's gossip.

When the people dispersed, an idler in the village who had a good relationship with Song Ershu in private pulled Song Ershu aside to talk, and repeated everyone's words to Song Yu. Finally, he patted Song Yu's shoulder and said, "You said How did you divide your family? You gave such a good well to the lady of the scholar! If the well still belongs to your family, what are you worrying about? Money isn’t falling into your house like it’s raining!"

"No way!" Song Yu was also very puzzled. When he was born, Mrs. Huang and Mr. Song had already moved out of the Song family's old house. At that time, the great-grandfather and the great-grandmother were still there, and they had never heard of the old house. What kind of sweet water comes out of the well, is it really the help of gods?
"What else can I do?" Song Yu folded his hands and sighed old-fashionedly, "My elder brother is gone, my sister-in-law and Dong Bao are unconscionable, our family has provided them with food and drink for so many years, when we separated, money, food, They gave everything to the house, but they turned their heads and turned their backs on people. They didn’t pay attention to me and my mother at all! I sent tofu to Daqiao and Hehua’s house, but my mother didn’t give it to my mother. My heart is really dark! Our family’s food It’s all in vain! Er Gou, you judge me, what is this called!”

Er Gou patted his thigh, "Your old Song family is kind and polite! If they were left in someone else's house, they would have knocked on their door and beat them up! If there is no well in your old house, they can make a lot of money! Just like me Say, that money should be yours!"

"That's not it!" Song Yu was spitting excitedly, and finally found a bosom friend, pulling Ergou and talking non-stop, "My elder brother is gone, and my sister-in-law is not the wife of the old Song family? No matter how much you earn The money, it should belong to our old Song family! What is Dongbao doing with a girl? The girl is not considered a family member. When Dongbao gets married in the future, who cares about her being an orphan? She can’t rely on my family. Big Mao and Ermao are helping her, this aunt? Women just don't know anything!"

Ergou patiently listened to Song Yu's reasoning for an hour, and finally persuaded: "Your sister-in-law and Dongbao are like this, no matter what you do, you have to tell people that you bully other orphans and widows. How about..." Ergou He whispered a few words into Song Yu's ear.

Song Yu's face showed hesitation.

Er Gou waited for a long time but Song Yu didn't say anything, so he was anxious, pushed Song Yu, and said, "What's the matter? Why are you hesitating? Don't you always worry that you don't have money to marry Da Mao?"

Song Yu curled his lips, pulled up the jacket on his body, and muttered, "According to what you said, don't you have to work hard yourself?" He is a lazy person, let him work to get rich, he would rather be so poor That said, besides, Li Shi and Dong Bao are making money, he just needs to find a way to get the money into his own hands.

Er Gou scolded Song Yu several times in his heart, and finally said with a smile: "What's the use of Song Er Ge's efforts, as long as you find a way to figure out how your sister-in-law and niece make tofu, I will share the money with you." For stocks, the second brother only needs to sit at home to collect money, is that okay?"

He hid on the side and saw clearly that a scholar lady can sell five or six hundred dollars a day. If she does more, she will definitely be able to sell more. She doesn't have to yell at customers and just rush to buy them. If he doesn't snatch such a good business, How can I be willing!

"Success!" Second Uncle Song quickly agreed.

In the afternoon, Lin Shi took Quan Zi home. Dong Bao and Zhang Xiuyu reviewed the characters they learned today, and then went back to the house to record the accounts for the past few days. Dong Bao used simplified Chinese characters and Arabic numerals. The first and second columns are the income of bean curd and tofu, the next few columns are expenditures, including cost expenditures and living expenses, and the last item is the surplus. In short, this is a book that only Dongbao can read. Understand the account books.

After writing the accounts, Li Shi and the others began to prepare dinner. Both Li Shi and Li Hongqin had to get up in the middle of the night to grind beans and cook soy milk, so they went to bed early the night before, and they ate dinner earlier than ordinary people.At this meeting, Uncle Song slammed on the door, and Song Yu's loud voice rang from outside the door: "Dong Bao, open the door!"

"What's the matter? Second Uncle." Dong Bao frowned, and kept picking up the beans in the basket, picking out the soil and pebbles and throwing them aside, without even moving his butt.

Song Yu tapped the door a few more times, "Dongbao, open the door, I'll come in and fetch two buckets of water."

Dong Bao paused in the air when he threw the pebble, and asked, "Second Uncle, why did you come to my house to fetch water?" The two families are not close!
It took Song Yu a long time to say: "Big Mao Ermaopi, the well at home told them to pour dirty things into it, and there is no water for these two days. Open the door quickly, I will pick up two buckets of water and leave, your grandma is still waiting to cook! "

Go to hell!Dong Bao didn't believe it at all, the two families were so far apart, and almost every village in the village had wells in their yards. Even if the Song family was of poor character, no one in the neighborhood would let them carry water. Well water is poor.

Dong Bao walked over slowly, and saw from the door opening that Song Yu was really carrying two empty buckets, so he opened the door for him. After Song Yu entered the yard, his eyes looked around, and he wished he had clairvoyant eyes to see what was going on inside the house. something.When she saw Dongbao put the basket on the ground, Song Yu asked suspiciously, "Dongbao, what are you doing with the beans in the basket? Are you drying the beans?"

Dong Bao held back his laughter, and nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's only useful if it's dried in the sun." Song Yu is a very lazy person, except for field work, he can't even watch housework Take a look, otherwise you wouldn't have asked such a funny question.

"Then you use this millstone to grind beans?" Song Yu asked, pointing to the small millstone in the yard.

Dong Bao became impatient, looked at the well in the yard and asked, "Second Uncle, do you still carry water?"

"Pick, pick!" Uncle Song was so angry that he lifted the lid of the well and began to carry water, muttering angrily, "What the hell! Turn your face and deny anyone after earning two dollars, it's not personal stuff!"

After Second Uncle Song left carrying water, Mrs. Li came out of the kitchen and asked, "What is your Second Uncle doing here? Traveling so far to carry water?"

"It's really just for carrying water." Dong Bao nodded, and whispered to Mrs. Li, "I guess it's because we think our bean curds are good because of the light of this well."

"Then he can't do it!" Li Shi also whispered to Dong Bao's ear, and finally the mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, thinking that it would not be so easy to "copy" their tofu.

Before going to bed at night, Dong Bao took Li Hongqin and Zhang Xiuyu, and solemnly took 150 yuan to Li Hongqin, "Auntie, this is the salary I paid you. After our business is good, your salary will have to go up. !"

Li Hongqin was taken aback by the heavy copper coins in his hand, "No, no, I'm here to help you, how can I ask for wages? Why don't you take care of food and drink? Besides, you are still in debt, so it's important to pay back the money early .”

Dong Bao said with a smile: "Auntie, you have to keep the money. How can my mother and I make you work hard? Even if you use such a small amount of money to hire someone, you can't hire Auntie. You are so devoted to our good Yes! Besides, my Brother Qian doesn’t spend money to study, does he?”

After hearing the last sentence, Li Hongqin accepted the money a little shyly. At first, she wanted to help the girl and left within two days. However, the business was getting better and better. Dongbao paid generous wages and the food was good. Got the idea to keep going.

Er Gou and Song Yu didn't sleep all night after getting the water, they got up quietly in the middle of the night and went to Dong Bao's house, propped a broken long bench on the top of the wall, watched the whole process of Li Shi and Li Hongqin grinding tofu with concentration under the dew. I didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing an important step.

(End of this chapter)