The otherworldly family in space

"In-laws, Ergou, you all should eat more, there is still a meat dish in the kitchen, I'll go and bring it to you."

In order to entertain the Song family this time, Lin Amu was ruthless, and used the five catties of meat Song Ci sent for cooking. She also killed two chickens and took out the eggs that had been saved for half a month. up.

Lin Amu, who used to look down on Song Ci a little, now has an attitude towards Song Ci. It is really that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her, the more she likes him, and she keeps persuading Song Ci to eat more.

"Auntie, we are a family, we will not be polite to you today." Song Ci said.

"You're welcome, family, you don't need to be polite." Lin Amu said enthusiastically, the haze of yesterday had already been washed away by this happy event.

"Xiaohe Mu, don't be so busy, sit down and eat." Second Aunt Song said.

"There's only one dish left, I'll just bring it out." Lin Amu said cheerfully, "Old man, drink less."

Father Lin, who was about to toast with him, paused when he heard what his husband said, "I'm happy today. I'll just have a drink with his second uncle, and I won't drink too much."

"That's right, just have a few sips and be happy." Second Uncle Song hurriedly followed.

Lin Xiaohe is sitting next to Song Ci now, he only eats and does not talk.At the beginning, he was obviously helping Lin Amu in the kitchen, but in the middle of the work, he probably let the Song family know that he was not a lazy guy, so he was kicked out by Lin Amu, and he made arrangements abruptly. Sitting next to Song Ergou.

Ah Mu really, on such a day, he would be shy if he insisted on putting them together, okay?

The custom of engagement here in Daping Village is that the man will send a dowry gift on the day of the engagement, and the married party will entertain the man's family at home graciously.After getting engaged, with the consent of the parents of both parties, the two of them can get along more intimately. As long as they are not afraid of people making jokes, they don't have to hide from many people secretly like before.

Mrs. Song, Uncle Song’s family, Uncle Song and Aunt Song brought Amei, Dabao, and Erbao to dinner. The three Tiesheng brothers were all left at home to work in the field because of their large appetites. Stay and cook for them.

Mrs. Song had a cold face throughout the whole process, and she didn't say much. Everyone knew that she was cheated by her son for another ten taels of silver, and she was still a little unhappy, so they didn't bother her.Except for warmly entertaining Mrs. Song for food and drinks, Lin Amu did not talk to her with winking eyes.

If it was before yesterday, Lin Amu might still be worried about Lin Xiaohe's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law after he married. After yesterday's trouble at his natal family, Mrs. Song came to cheer, and he knew that Xiaohe would not be embarrassed.

This Xiaohe's future mother-in-law is a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person who protects her weaknesses.

"Xiaohe, the dishes and chopsticks will be left for a while, and Emma will clean them up. You take Ergou to walk around our house."

"It's not all from the same village. What's the difference?" Lin Xiaohe complained, and the speed of stacking the bowls together was even faster. Song Ergou had never been to any place, so he should lead him to see.

"There's nothing to see, so go if you're told." Lin Amu said, she didn't feel shy when she was with others in private, but she would blush today.

late.

"Xiaohe show me around." Song Ci said warmly.

Lin Xiaohe was a little flustered when he met Song Ci's gaze, and said hello in a low voice.

Mrs. Song, who was sitting with Second Aunt Song in the courtyard of the Lin family chatting to digest food, saw the two leaving together and gave them a sideways glance.

Two little debt collectors.

The two randomly found a tree far away from Lin's house, and stood under the tree awkwardly and chatting.Today is different from the past, there is no need to hide anymore, Lin Xiaohe is actually quite happy in his heart, but in this kind of engagement day, Lin Xiaohe's performance is really not generous.

"Song Ergou."

"Ah."

"Song Ergou."

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you." Lin Xiaohe who had nothing to say said, "After today, I will be the most enviable brother in Daping Village."

"Well, it's really your job."

"Ah."

"Song Ergou."

"What's the matter, my little one."

Lin Xiaohe blushed, "Why are you called Song Ergou?"

"You're a good question. A cheap name is easy to support. My grandma gave it to me."

Lin Xiaohe choked, and he knew this, "Then why is Ergou, is it ranked with a few brothers from your second uncle's family?"

"No, let's just say, my name actually has a lot of meaning in it. You also know that my second aunt is lucky. As soon as she married into Lao Song's family, she had brother Tiesheng, but my mother didn't give up until three years later. Yes, I did. When I was born, an old blind man who told fortunes came to our village. My parents carried me to let him do the calculations for me. The old blind man said, I have a weak fate, and I might not be able to wait. I will die when I grow up. So I suggested that my father ask me for a god brother and find a substitute to deceive the heavens. Then when God thinks of the boss of Song Carpenter’s family, he can let the substitute bear all the hardships for me.”

Lin Xiaohe was dumbfounded when he heard it. He really just had nothing to say just now, and wanted to know more about Song Ergou, but he didn't expect that there was so much inside information about just one name, "Then who did you ask to be your brother?" Yeah." Who would be so stupid as to be willing to die for someone else.

"This living person will naturally not be so stupid."

"Dead?" Lin Xiaohe suddenly felt a chill on his back, "Did you worship the dead as a relative?!"

"Dead people don't work. How can people stop disasters when people die and the lights go out. It's just a dead thing. Have you seen the big rock in front of the Qingfengguan Gate? It's my dry brother Song Dagou." Song Ci said, He also recently found this matter from the original owner's memory, so he almost didn't scare himself.

At that time, the candidate for the god-in-law was determined, Song Laoniang, a carpenter of Song Dynasty, personally adopted the big stone as a foster son, and his grandma gave it a name. The big stone was called Song Dagou, and his name was Song Ergou!

If Carpenter Song hadn't asked the old scholar to give him a scientific name when he was in school, he would have had to bear the silly name of Ergou for the rest of his life.

In fact, there is no difference now, except for him who stubbornly resigned himself, everyone calls him a son of a bitch.

"Hahaha, Song Ergou, you have a brother Shitou." Lin Xiaohe felt that he shouldn't laugh in front of such a serious matter about Song Ergou's life and death, but he couldn't help it for some reason.

This is the first time he has heard of such a thing, worshiping a big stone as a kiss.

Anything can happen to Song Ergou.

"Small man, you still laugh at me, then he will be your brother Shitou from now on, and in another month, I will take you to be my godfather."

Well, Lin Xiaohe stopped laughing.Thinking of getting married in a month, Lin Xiaohe started to bump his heart again, lowered his head, and started playing with his fingers.

Before Song Ergou was six or seven years old when he was a child, Mrs. Song, a carpenter of Song Dynasty, would take him to Qingfeng to watch the big brother of the stone every year. The one in his space that he stole from the backcountry looks a bit like it.

twin brothers?

same source?

These are two ideas that Song Ci thinks are more reasonable under his random thoughts. He wants to go to Qingfengguan when he has time. If he really thinks what he guessed, he will send the stone there to help their brothers, father and son, and relatives reunite.

After Song Ci got married, his childhood became even busier, working hard for the five taels of silver his mother said.

In fact, Song Ci also knew that even if he didn't make enough money, Mrs. Song would definitely not do anything to him and Lin Xiaohe, but she couldn't be so shameless.There is still a month to go before getting married, and he is still idle. He is about to start a family, and it is time to start a career.

And Mrs. Song found that in the past two days, Song Tongsheng and Song Shisheng had been coming and going in and out of her house very frequently.The three of them went to the house for a while to carry the millstone, and then went to the house to search for soybeans and soak them, and then they were looking for gauze and a large iron pot.

Mrs. Song also concealed and guessed what they were doing. She was a little curious about whether they could make tofu, but she didn't quite believe it. They really did it.

If it is so easy, everyone in the street can make tofu.

Song Ci and the others did not go so smoothly at the beginning. He was experimenting in space. What did he use? Soybean milk machine to beat the pulp and a thermometer to control the temperature. .

At the beginning, because of poor temperature control, they really failed many times, and the tofu they made was not very good.

"Taste it, how does it taste?" Song Ci scooped a large ladle of soy milk from the pot for Song Shisheng and Song Tongsheng to drink.

"It's much better than vegetable paste." Song Shisheng said in satisfaction after taking a big gulp.

"That's right, this taste is ready for sale," Song Tongsheng said.

"Okay, let's start ordering the oatmeal. Tong Sheng, you will stir, Shi Sheng, you will spread the brine, and I will control the overall situation." Song Ci assigned the work shamelessly.

When the stirring was almost done, he called to stop, and after standing still for a while, Song Ci dug out a large pot of bean curd from it.

"Leave it for a while, let's go eat the bean curd, then shape it and press the water out."

Song Ci mixed a soup with soy sauce, sesame oil and green onion, poured a spoonful of soup on each bowl of bean curd, and divided the pot of bean curd into two small bowls and two large bowls.

"Mother, you can try my handicraft too." Song Ci brought a bowl of bean curd to Mrs. Song as if offering a treasure.

"It's not bad." Mrs. Song took a sip and said, prodigal son, even a small half of a large jar of soy sauce was used up, is this still delicious?

"Mother, you like that I will often cook for you in the future, and there will be fresh tofu to eat later."

"Forget it."

Mrs. Song won't praise him, life is suffering three times, selling tofu on boats and irons, what's so great about being able to make tofu, not to mention hard work, and earn a small amount of money. , Those big families often tip fifty taels.

At the beginning, Ergou should be forced to learn the craft from the head of the house, sell some tofu, and go to be a carpenter for me.

Of course, Song Ci will not be exhausted, he has put in a lot of effort to make a little money, what he wants is to open a small shop of tofu products, and sell tofu sets every day: all kinds of soy milk, all kinds of tofu, dried tofu, mapo tofu , braised tofu, fried tofu, mixed tofu, stinky tofu, tofu crucian carp soup, mushroom tofu soup, etc. plus some porridge and side dishes, and then sell tofu part-time.

The two cousins ​​of La Song's family joined the group, as he and Shi Sheng said, in the early days of the business, he provided the prescription and was in charge of the operation, and the two of them contributed their strength.

Therefore, Song Ci really regarded the two of them as younger brothers, and he was really not merciless in calling them out.

"Brother Ergou, it's done. We finally made the tofu this time." Song Shisheng broke off a piece of freshly baked tofu and tasted it, and shouted excitedly. easy.

Tong Sheng also had a happy face.

"That's great, mother, show us your skills and make two dishes with our tofu."

Mrs. Song pretended to ignore Song Ci, and Shi Shiran went to the kitchen to cook.

In other words, since Song Ci would pour dozens of drops of spiritual spring water into his water tank every time he fetched water, Mrs. Song, who didn't know where she was, felt that her cooking skills were getting better and better.