Tofu Dongshi

Since that day when he went to the latrine and was severely beaten, Zhen Zhigong would choose the time when Dou Jiafu was not at home no matter how convenient it was, even if he acted slowly, it was better than having someone say unpleasant things in his ear to make things difficult for him.

The cold war between the two continued, during the day the two didn't see each other right, but at night the situation was more harmonious.

Since they slept together in the same bed every night, Zhen Zhigong soon discovered that Dou Jiafu's sleeping appearance was really not good.The bed was originally narrow, but this kid still likes to move around after falling asleep. If he doesn't pay attention, he will roll under the bed. At most, he fell out of bed three times a night.

Zhen Zhigong was more vigilant, every time he heard a bang, he would wake up immediately, and saw that Dou Jiafu fell to the ground without opening his eyes, dazedly touching his head that hit the floor, and then crawled onto the bed with hands and feet together , pouted his buttocks like a puppy and arched at him, and soon fell asleep again.Although Zhen Zhigong was very unhappy to be woken up by him, but he couldn't help laughing seeing him like this.

One night, not long after the two of them lay down, Dou Jiafu fell asleep immediately as usual, and after a while, half of his body leaned out from the edge of the bed.Seeing that he was about to roll off the bed again, Zhen Zhigong quickly reached out his left hand to catch him and pulled him back.

Even so, Dou Jiafu didn't wake up, he just hummed twice, and immediately turned to face Zhen Zhigong, grabbed his arm and rubbed his head, then arched and arched, arched into his arms and continued to sleep. Sleep.

Zhen Zhigong froze for a moment, and wanted to push the guy out of his arms, but his hand was raised in the air for a long time, but he still didn't come down to push him away.

Forget it, he, Young Master Zhen, just show mercy, not to mention that he will wake up himself if the kid rolls down again.

Thinking of this, Zhen Zhigong lowered his hand and placed it on Dou Jiafu's narrow waist.Although a little weird, it doesn't feel bad.

So, after that night, both of them slept soundly.

At five o'clock the next day, Dou Jiafu woke up automatically, and found himself nestled in the arms of the person behind him, with a slender arm of the other person around his waist.He was taken aback at first, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to get out of bed last night, and besides being embarrassed, he also had a slightly inexplicable strange feeling.

He gently removed the arms around his waist, gently lifted the quilt out of bed, put on his clothes lightly, and then walked out of the room lightly.

Suddenly more than ten days passed.

During this period, no thieves came to the door, no one from the Zhen family in Ningcheng came over, not even anyone who came to visit, Zhen Zhigong didn't know if this was a blessing or a misfortune.

But one good thing is certain, all other injuries on his body are almost healed, only his right leg is a little troublesome, and it will take time to recover.Now his movements are much more agile than before. He can walk around freely with a wooden stick, and he can also go to the well to fetch water and wash himself. He doesn't have to lie in bed all day looking like a useless person, which comforts him a little.

According to Dou Jiafu's angry thoughts after the quarrel with Zhen Zhigong, once this mighty young master can get out of bed and walk around by himself, he will be kicked out of the house. In the days when there is one more person, the stubble of chasing people is forgotten intentionally or unintentionally.

In any case, it is better to have someone in the family than to be alone in the empty house every day when you come home.

When Dou Jiafu got up at five o'clock every day to work, Zhen Zhigong sometimes couldn't sleep for a while, and would quietly get up and go to the window to watch him busy back and forth in the yard and kitchen, watching him push a thick plate of stone-ground soy milk round and round , and then pour the filtered slurry into a large iron pot to cook, then add some powder (later known to be brine) into it and stir continuously to form bean curd, and finally put the bean curd into a tray and press it into pieces of tofu.

At that time, Dou Jiafu was single-minded, with a serious expression, and his small eyes were full of energy in the dark night, as if stars had fallen into them.He usually only wears a thin coat, and he will be sweating profusely after a while.The wet gown was stuck to his body, outlining his lean but not weak body, and the muscles on his shoulder blades and arms that were plump and well-proportioned due to exertion.

When sweating profusely from work, Dou Jiafu would often take off his coat and go into battle shirtless. His half-naked body looked dewy, white and tender, similar to tofu, Zhen Zhigong looked at it sometimes Involuntarily cannot move the eyes.

After the plates of steaming tofu were cooked, Dou Jiafu non-stop simply cooked some meals and heated them on the stove for lunch to Zhen Zhigong.

At the dawn of dawn, Dou Jiafu pushed the tofu-packed cart and went out to sell tofu in Yongping County.If the business is good, it will be sold out early, and if it is not good, he will rush home to make dinner before the sun goes down at the latest. Zhen Zhigong never suffered from hunger again.

After seeing it secretly a few times, Zhen Zhigong knew how tofu is made. It looks like an unremarkable thing, and it can't be sold for a lot of money, but it has to go through many processes and spend a lot of energy to make it. No wonder Dou Jiafu Every day at five o'clock, the chicken dances.

With this knowledge, he felt less resistance when he had to eat tofu for every meal than before, and the tone of his occasional conversation with Dou Jiafu also unknowingly eased.

One morning, Dou's family was sweating profusely after making tofu, and brought him warm steamed buns and soy milk. When he turned to go out, Zhen Zhigong somehow said, "You should also eat enough, don't be hungry on the way." Stomach", Dou Jiafu was so startled that he almost tripped over the threshold and fell.

Zhen Zhigong touched his nose uncomfortably, pretending that he was not the one who spoke just now, he lowered his head, picked up the bowl and started to eat.

That afternoon, Dou Jiafu came back early and worked in the kitchen for a while, and finally brought out two dishes and one soup, one of which was stewed bean curd with a few fat and thin slices of meat mixed in, and some shrimp skin floating in the winter melon soup.

It's still a simple and rough home-cooked dish. In the past, Young Master Zhen would not have taken a look at this kind of dish, but if it appeared on the dinner table of the wealthy Dou family, it could be regarded as rich.

After these few days of rough food, Zhen Zhigong was like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep when he saw meat and meat. He ate it very sweetly. He ate two big bowls of rice and wiped out all the dishes. The vegetable leaves were not spared either.

Dou Jiafu scolded in his heart, as expected of a big guy, one meal is enough for him to eat for a whole day, however, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly unconsciously.

From that day on, the two began to eat at the same table again, and the cold war that had been stalemate for many days ended inexplicably.At the same time, the food of Dou's family has improved a little compared to the past, even if there is no meat in every meal, at least it is a little more oily than before, Zhen Zhigong almost thanked heaven for this.

Moreover, Zhen Zhigong found that Dou Jiafu's cooking skills are quite good, and if he has time and mood, he will adjust it in different ways, such as making braised tofu, spicy tofu, fried tofu with sauce, tofu soup with minced meat and mushrooms, wrapped Tofu rolls filled with egg liquid, etc., although they are all inseparable from tofu, they have different flavors, and even a picky person like Young Master Zhen can't get tired of eating them.

Dou Jiafu also has a unique skill, he can cut the tender tofu cubes that break when touched into hair-thin pieces, and there are no strands, Zhen Zhigong couldn't help being amazed when he accidentally saw it.

He is a person who knows kung fu, and he knows that it is not easy to be like Dou Jiafu. It can test people's wrist and hand strength, and they must have enough patience and care. People with years of knife skills may not be able to cut tofu as neatly and finely as Dou Jiafu.Therefore, even though he didn't say anything, Zhen Zhigong still admired Dou Jiafu's move.

Now, although Zhen Zhigong can barely move around with a wooden stick, his range of activities is limited to Dou's house, and he even stays in the house during the day, and only comes out to exercise in the yard when it is dark, so as not to be seen by strangers Cause unnecessary trouble.

After a period of observation and information revealed by Dou Jiafu in a few words, he learned that this village is called Zhangjia Village, and the village has a small population, only a dozen or so households scattered in a mountain depression, and the distance between households is far away. And Dou Jiafu seems to have moved here from elsewhere not long ago, and basically has no contact with the villagers.

The location of the Dou family's rich house is also relatively remote. Behind the house is a mound full of rocks, and in front of the door is a dense forest. Usually, few people pass by here.

In the evening of that day, Dou Jiafu was cooking in the kitchen, Zhen Zhigong was waiting in the room to eat, when suddenly someone outside the courtyard shouted, "Is Xiaodoufu at home?"

Small tofu?Zhen Zhigong's heart moved, he looked out of the window, and saw a dark complexioned man with a big round waist standing outside the fence looking into the yard, with an iron fork on his shoulder.

He rubbed his chin, whether this stupid guy is Sancunding's relative or something, he actually called him Little Tofu, how affectionate.