Tofu Dongshi

Because of his foot injury, Dou Jiafu could only rest at home temporarily, staring at Zhen Zhigong.Both of them have a right foot disease, so it's not boring to tease and belittle each other.

When it was almost noon, a female voice sounded outside the courtyard, "Is Jiafu at home?"

Dou Jiafu replied: "At home! Is it Aunt Baoshan? I'll come right away." Then he got up and hopped on one foot to greet him outside.

Seeing his funny appearance, Zhen Zhigong wanted to laugh.

"You hurt your foot, don't come out, just rest in the house." The woman outside said and went into the yard.

As soon as the words fell, two women appeared at the door, one was Zhang Baoshan's wife, Zhao Shi, who sent Dou Jiafu back yesterday, and the other was a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, taller, plump, with a silvery face plate.

Seeing Dou Jiafu, the girl opened her mouth and called out, "Brother Jiafu."

Brother Jiafu... Zhen Zhigong's teeth are almost sore, this woman looks obviously older than Dou Jiafu.

Dou Jiafu was obviously surprised, "Sister Taohua, why are you here, is your health okay?"

Zhang Taohua replied very bluntly: "It doesn't matter, I'm fine. Thanks to Brother Jiafu yesterday, otherwise I would have sunk to the bottom of the river and hurt your feet. I'm really sorry."

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "This girl is concerned about your foot injury, so I insisted on taking her to see it."

Zhang Taohua's cheeks were slightly red when she heard this, and she pursed her lips and smiled a little shyly.

Dou Jiafu scratched his head embarrassingly, "It's nothing, just a little injury, it's fine."

Zhen Zhigong leaned on the head of the bed with folded arms, not saying anything, watching lazily like an old man.

Mrs. Zhao had already met Zhen Zhigong the day before, but because of his imposing manner, it was not easy to talk to him, so she casually glanced inside and out and said, "Look at this mess, it's really bad that there is no woman in this family. "

Dou Jiafu suddenly blushed, unable to speak.

Zhen Zhigong felt uncomfortable for no reason, and finally spoke slowly: "There is nothing to be afraid of, as long as you live comfortably."

In fact, although Dou Xiaofu's house is small and crude, and the household items are old and clumsy, they are still very clean.Dou Jiafu was diligent, and no matter how busy he was, he would often find time to wash, scrub and sweep, but things were placed a little casually, and looked a little messy.

In the past, Young Master Zhen naturally disliked him, but now an old woman who can't beat him suddenly came to point fingers, which made him even more upset.

Mrs. Zhao was so blocked that she couldn't speak, and her face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Taohua interjected at the right time: "Brother Jiafu, you haven't eaten lunch yet, I just made some more, if you don't mind it, just eat some."

As he spoke, he put the bamboo basket he was holding on his arm on the table, and uncovered a piece of floral cloth with a blue background, revealing two large bowls, each containing a large bowl of white rice and piles of rice. Dishes, you can see the big oily meat slices at a glance, and the hot aroma is tangy.

Dou Jiafu hurriedly said: "How can this be, you can keep it for yourself."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but brought out two big bowls, and said: "Why can't you do it, you saved Taohua's life and got injured, we can't thank you enough, this is nothing, eat it while it's hot Bar."

Dou Jiafu couldn't say anything to politely refuse, he just touched his head and laughed.

Mrs. Zhang said again: "Just put the bowl away after eating, and Taohua will come to get it in the afternoon."

After that, they stopped talking nonsense, and the mother and daughter left.

The food delivered to the door is not free, and there is no need for Dou Jiafu to greet him. Zhen Zhigong sat down at the table and started to eat. After two mouthfuls, he was picky: "The fried meat is too old, like tofu residue, and it has not been cooked yet. You cook delicious."

Dou Jiafu's old lady has served him for a month, and this is the first time he has affirmed his craftsmanship. Although it is not a very pleasant compliment, it is enough to make Dou Jiafu flattered. He grinned and smiled humbly: " Peach Blossom Girl is also good, very fragrant."

Zhen Zhigong snorted through his nose, "What kind of brother or sister? I don't think it's too old. They are all old girls. Are you sixteen?"

Dou Jiafu immediately widened his eyes, "Why not, I am twenty this year! She is only eighteen!"

Twenty years old, only two years younger than me, I really can't tell, no matter how I look at it, I look like a stunted teenager - but that's not the point.Zhen Zhigong narrowed his eyes, "Hey, now you have figured out the horoscope of your birthday. You are so quick. When will you marry your peach blossom girl?"

Dou Jiafu blushed in an instant, and stammered: "What, what about getting married, oh, how can there be such a thing..."

Zhen Zhigong picked and ate the dishes in the bowl, seemed to have no appetite, and said casually: "Why not, that village girl obviously has a crush on you, and she came to visit and cook with her own hands, so I just have to treat you I promise."

Dou Jiafu was taken aback, lowered his voice and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's bad for the girl's family's reputation!"

Zhen Zhigong raised his head and stared at him closely, and asked bluntly: "Do you like her?"

Dou Jiafu subconsciously replied: "How can there be!"

Zhen Zhigong smiled, "Not the best. That girl is so thick and thick, she is almost twice as wide as you alone. If she is intimate with you, she will not crush you. Besides, you are so poor now. Ring, I can't even afford a dowry, so what can I use to get married."

Dou Jiafu was so embarrassed that his face was about to smoke, and he didn't have the thick skin of someone to refute, not to mention what Zhen Zhigong said was true, so he sat down sullenly for a long time before eating.

Zhen Zhigong couldn't bear to see his frowning and depressed appearance, so he couldn't help but knocked his chopsticks on his head, "You are ugly and frowning, and you are about to become a bitter melon. If you don't have money, work hard to make money, and when you get rich , a lot of beauties are throwing themselves into your arms, you can marry ten or eight of them without any problem."

Dou Jiafu smashed the jar, stood up suddenly and yelled angrily: "What's the matter with being ugly, at worst, I will never get married for the rest of my life! I'm not like you, who loves to be rotten and marry a lot of girls who hurt other people!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed out the door angrily with the bowl in his hand, and then ate at the same table with that scourge, he was afraid that he would throw the bowl and flip the table if he couldn't help it.

Zhen Zhigong ate badly, but immediately dropped his chopsticks.

This little bastard, who is not very tall and has a good temper, dares to blow his beard and stare at him, how cute!The point is, he is not married, so he has harmed a bunch of girls, what kind of philandering, it's clearly slander, it's really unreasonable!

The two of them broke up unhappy during the meal, and the relationship was tense for the next few days, ignoring each other, as if they were enemies.

Zhang Taohua came with her father or mother several times later, no matter how dull Dou Jiafu was, he could tell what the girl meant for him, and Zhang Baoshan and his wife obviously didn't dislike his family background.

In the past, this would have been a good thing, but after being ridiculed by Zhen Zhigong that day, he fell into a psychological shadow, and now he has no interest in getting married and marrying a wife.

Seeing his calm attitude and lack of initiative, Zhang Taohua was naturally aggrieved, and Zhang Baoshan and his wife were even more unhappy with their hot faces and cold buttocks. After several times, they never came to the door again.

Therefore, Dou Jiafu's first and only "love luck" in his life was buried in vain by Young Master Zhen.