I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Wen Shutang was busy all afternoon. He ran to the kitchen from time to time to check whether the soybeans were soaked well.

After all, if the tofu is ready, she might be able to sell it in town.

It was not until the afternoon that the beans were basically soaked, and each soybean looked exceptionally plump.

Wen Shutang carried a large basin of soybeans and placed it next to the millstone, then rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start working.

Now there was a clean wooden basin under the millstone. Then she scooped a spoonful of soybeans into the small hole on the top and turned to pull the handle of the millstone.

I don’t know whether to say that the millstone was too big or that she was too weak, but Wen Shutang couldn’t even move the handle at all, and the soybean was still stuck in the small hole without moving.

She was a little speechless. It had failed before the work even started?

She glanced at Xiao Yizhuo sitting beside her, trimming a broom, and rolled her eyes.

It would be a waste if we don't use the ready-made labor force.

"Come and help me, this thing is too heavy." Wen Shutang walked in front of Xiao Yizhuo with a calm tone.

Although she looked normal, she felt a little awkward in her heart. It was as if she was asking him for help. It had been a long time since she asked others for help.

When Xiao Yizhuo heard the voice, he glanced past her at the millstone in the corner and nodded. He put down the broom, stood up and walked towards the millstone. He grasped the handle with his big hand, and the originally heavy millstone seemed to become light in his hand.

The soybeans were squeezed and gradually leaked out from the small holes, becoming a paste that flowed little by little from the cracks into the wooden basin on the ground.

Wen Shutang walked over, squatted down, and looked at the bean paste carefully. It was not fine enough at the moment, and it would become soy milk after filtering it again.

She became more confident about this. She stood up and saw that there was no soybean in the small hole, so she immediately filled it with another spoonful of beans.

In this way, the two of them worked together to grind a basin of soybeans quickly. Wen Shutang was very happy looking at the full basin of bean paste, and went to the kitchen with the basin.

Xiao Yizhuo stood there, wondering why she was so happy about a pot of bean paste.

Wen Shutang went into the kitchen and took out a gauze net from the cupboard. She poured a small amount of bean paste, then wrapped it with gauze and placed it on the wooden stick she had prepared in advance. There was an iron bucket under the wooden stick.

She squeezed the gauze hard with both hands, and the soy milk dripped into the iron bucket through the filter of the gauze.

Wen Shutang used almost all his strength and repeated this process three or four times before he filtered out all the bean paste.

Wen Shutang felt a sense of accomplishment looking at the full bucket of soy milk. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and put the remaining bean dregs into the cupboard. This is also a good thing. It is delicious when used to fry meatballs.

She picked up the iron bucket and poured all the soy milk into the big pot, then began to simmer it over low heat. When the fire was strong, Wen Shutang stood up and began to scoop out the foam floating in the pot.

The key to making tofu smooth and tender is to make sure all the foam is removed when making soy milk, so that the tofu made later will be more beautiful.

Just as Wen Shutang began to reduce the fire and check the soy milk, a little head suddenly popped out from outside the door, and Xiao Ye blinked his big eyes and looked at her curiously.

"Mom, what are you doing? It smells so good here."

Wen Shutang was amused. This kid had a very sensitive nose. He was attracted by the soy milk as soon as it came out of the pot.

"I've prepared something delicious for you, come here."

Soy milk is rich in plant protein and is the most suitable drink for growing children. Wen Shutang served him a bowl and added half a spoonful of sugar. The soy milk, which was still steaming, quickly dissolved the sugar.

Xiao Ye ran to Wen Shutang with his short legs, staring at the soy milk in her hand.

He had never seen this thing before. It was white like soup and still steaming. He looked at Wen Shutang cautiously, and only after getting her permission did he open the bowl and take a sip.

The aroma of beans filled the air, and a sweet taste spread in his mouth. Xiao Ye was immediately amazed, his eyes widened.

"What is this? It tastes delicious!"

If it wasn't so hot, he could have finished it in one gulp.

Wen Shutang touched his little head and said, "This is called soy milk. It can help Ah Ye grow."

After saying that, she turned around and prepared to continue studying her tofu. Before Wen Shutang could think about it, someone pulled the corner of her clothes, and she turned around to look.

Xiao Ye held the bowl in one hand and grabbed the corner of Wen Shutang's clothes with the other. When he saw her turn around, he immediately let go of her hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Can we give this to big brother and little sister? They haven't had this either."

Wen Shutang was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his lips after he reacted.

"Of course, I'll serve it out later. How about Aye bring it to big brother and little sister when it cools down?"

Xiao Ye's big eyes immediately became sparkling, and then he nodded vigorously.

Wen Shutang took a few more bowls from the cabinet, filled them with soy milk, and placed them on the small table beside him.

She took out the white vinegar she had dug out last time, poured it into a bowl, mixed it with some water, and added a spoonful of salt. If you want the tofu to not taste sour, you first need to get the right ratio of white vinegar and water, and then add a certain amount of salt, so that the tofu will taste better.

Then add the prepared white vinegar into the soy milk in small amounts several times, stirring constantly with a spoon while pouring the white vinegar, so that the soy milk can coagulate faster.

After pouring the entire bowl of white vinegar water, Wen Shutang covered the pot and simmered it over low heat. After a few minutes, she opened the lid again and the soy milk had turned into tofu pudding, and the water and tofu pudding had completely separated.

Wen Shutang scooped out all the tofu pudding, wrapped it in gauze and placed it in a large basin. She placed a wooden board on top and a stone on the board. She made sure that the tofu wrapped in gauze was completely pressed down before she clapped her hands.

That’s all you need to do to make tofu. The next step is to wait for the tofu to be squeezed into shape.

Wen Shutang walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back in a good mood. When he looked up, he found a group of three children, one big and one small, standing in the yard, each holding a bowl of soy milk.

Xiao Wan was the first to notice Wen Shutang coming out. She put down her bowl somewhat stiffly and asked.

"Mom, do you need Wan'er to help you?"

"No, I'm done. How about the soy milk? Is it delicious?" Wen Shutang walked over to the few people with a smile.

Xiao Wan nodded shyly and glanced at the bowl which was almost empty.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll make it for you next time. Drinking more soy milk is good for your health."

Xiao Ze sat on a stool with a bowl of soy milk in his hand, his mouth filled with the aroma of beans.

Xiao Yizhuo looked calm, this was the first time he had seen something made of beans. Even in the capital he had never heard of it. How could this woman actually make it?

He became more and more suspicious of Wen Shutang.

"I'm a little sleepy. I didn't wake up this morning. I'm going to sleep for a while now."

Wen Shutang yawned as he spoke, pinched Xiao Ye's little face, then turned and walked into the house.

She had been concentrating on making tofu the whole afternoon and couldn't sleep at all. Now that she had nothing to do, she felt sleepy instead.

Wen Shutang climbed onto the bed and fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

She didn't know how long it had been before she opened her eyes drowsily. She turned her head and saw that it was completely dark outside.