I became the villain's deceased wife

To be honest, the tofu made by this auntie is really not very good. Not only is it too old, but it also tastes bitter.

It must be that the brine used to make tofu is not pure.

No wonder even though she was the only one selling tofu in the market, not many people bought it, and many people even said that the tofu was not tasty.

Song Tian was thinking of making her own tofu once her business picked up, but it was definitely too late to make it today, and she had to prepare the goods for tomorrow.

"Let's not talk about cooperation for now. I want all the tofu you have left today."

The old lady smiled and showed her two buck teeth:

"Okay, I still have more than ten pounds. I'll give you a discount, two cents a pound!"

She learned this craft from somewhere else and thought she could make a fortune, but somehow she just couldn't make the food right. She has been selling it for almost a month and still can't sell out every day.

She doesn't want to do this business anymore!

Song Tian happily paid the money and went back with her to pick tofu.

"Auntie, where did you buy the brine for this tofu?"

Song Tian asked while taking the tofu.

The bucktoothed aunt was stunned. Not many people knew the skill of making tofu. She just happened to meet someone with the skill when she was purchasing supplies. She spent a lot of money to buy the recipe, but no matter how she made it, it didn't taste right.

This little girl actually knew?

"Ah, I bought it from the Salt Shop."

She mumbled something and suddenly remembered something.

"Girl, you don't want to make tofu yourself, do you?"

Song Tian did think so, so she nodded.

The buck-toothed auntie chuckled:

"If you really want to make it yourself, I have ready-made tools for making tofu here. Would you like to buy them as well?"

This time it was Song Tian's turn to be surprised:

"Aunt, are you not going to do it anymore?"

The aunt nodded:

"I used to resell vegetables, but there was nothing to sell this winter, so I thought of making tofu. But I didn't make any money, and I even lost a lot.

Now that the weather is warmer, I plan to continue doing my old job.

As for this tofu... forget it."

The tofu she made didn't taste good and many people didn't want to eat it. She had already lowered the price to the lowest, but she still couldn't sell all of it.

Song Tian thought that she already had all the tools here, so she didn't have to buy them one by one.

So I nodded: "Okay, please help me pack it."

The bucktoothed aunt was ready to sell everything, and she didn't ask Song Tian for a high price, and the deal was done for one hundred copper coins.

Song Tian and Chen sent all the things back and bought some soybeans, soaking them in clean water.

"A Tian, ​​can you really make tofu?"

Chen looked at the bucket of beans in disbelief.

She had eaten tofu before when she was in Beijing, but she heard that it was difficult to make and the delicious ones had their own secret recipes that were not passed on to others.

Where did Song Tian learn this?

Song Tian scalded the tofu she bought, soaked it in cold water, and said casually:

"I used to go to my father's study to read books when I was at my mother's house. I read this in a book."

Chen didn't know about the Song family's affairs, so she didn't ask much.

"Mom, do you know where the stone mill is in the village?"

After the beans are soaked, they need to be ground into pulp, but the Xie family does not have a stone mill.

Chen thought for a moment and said:

"It seems your ninth aunt has it. I'll go ask if I can use it for you."

Then he stood up and left.

Song Tian looked at her brisk back and thought that Doctor Liu's medicine was indeed effective. After taking two doses, she felt much more energetic and her cough had eased.

"Hello, little dog. Why are you here alone? Where is your owner?"

Just as I was thinking about it, the baby voice of Xiao Haoer came from the door.

Song Tian wondered: puppy?

The last time this kid was chased by a black dog and was thrown up a tree, isn't he still traumatized? Why is he still teasing the dog?

Just as I was about to go out and take a look, I heard the voice of a half-grown child speaking in an unpleasant voice:

"Murderer, leave my dog ​​alone!"

Haoer, who was basking in the sun outside, felt very aggrieved.

"I'm not a murderer."

The teenager picked up the dog and stepped back several steps.

"Yun Zhao said that his Erhei was killed by your brother, and your father was also beheaded. If he is not a murderer, then what is he? Stay away from us in the future. I don't want to be friends with a murderer."

Just as Song Tian was about to go out and teach him a lesson, the child had already left with the dog.

Haoer stood at the door and cried in grievance.

"Don't be sad, Hao'er. That person is talking nonsense. Our Hao'er is so well-behaved and cute, how could he be a murderer?"

As he said that, he helped him walk back.

His wounds haven't healed yet, so he shouldn't be walking around.

But the child couldn't lie down after all, so Chen allowed him to sit at the gate and bask in the sun for a while.

I didn't expect this to happen.

"Sister-in-law, was Erhei really killed by my brother?"

he asks.

Song Tian didn't know how to answer, so she simply changed the subject.

"Last time, Erhei chased you up a tree. How come you're not afraid of dogs? What if that dog bites you again?"

Hao'er's face lit up with excitement:

"I'm not afraid of dogs. I once had a dog, but it was big and very fierce.

But it listens to me very much. It barks when I tell it to and sits when I tell it to! I love playing with dogs the most. I even gave it a very domineering name, General! "

Song Tian understood, it turned out that he had raised it before.

"What then?"

She soon regretted asking this question, because the light on Hao'er's face immediately dimmed.

"Later, my father was convicted and our house was ransacked. I don't know where the general was taken."

Song Tian sighed.

It is indeed sad for a child to lose his most important playmate, especially when such a change happens at home.

"Don't be sad, Hao'er. If you like it, your sister-in-law will buy you a puppy to raise."

She touched Hao'er's head and comforted him in a gentle voice.

Unexpectedly, Hao'er shook his head firmly:

"J."

Song Tian felt that with the previous strength of the Xie family, the general must be a famous dog, and he would definitely look down on the little local dog here:

"Do you think the dogs here are not as mighty as the general?"

Haoer shook his head again:

"No, the general was just something I picked up on the roadside.

But given our current situation, I’m afraid I won’t be able to take good care of the dog.”

He usually doesn't have enough to eat, and if he gets a dog, his brother and sister-in-law will go hungry.

These words pierced Song Tian's heart.

She squatted down and pinched Haoer's not-so-round face. This cute little six-year-old boy was so sensible that it was a bit pitiful.

"Don't worry, your sister-in-law will raise him with you when the time comes."

When Liu came back, she was very happy and said that the stone mill in Aunt Jiu's house was good and asked her to go and grind it whenever she had time.

After hearing Song Tian say that the beans could be ground into pulp after they were soaked, she volunteered to grind the beans.

"Mom, you should come with me to set up the stall. You can grind the beans anytime. Once you've sold the goods, we can go together."

With her current small body, Song Tian was afraid that she wouldn't be able to handle it.

"I'll just collect money from you when you set up the stall, but I can't help you much. Go sell fried tofu yourself tomorrow, and I'll go grind soy milk, and I'll make tofu when you come back."

Liu insisted.

"mother……"

"A Tian, ​​just let me do it. It's so hard to find something I can help with. I don't want to hold you back."

Song Tian no longer insisted.

Liu has finally found the courage to live, and she should not be allowed to feel useless.

"Okay, then I'll leave the grinding of beans to mom."