The otherworldly family in space

"Ergou, you're back. What did you buy?" The eldest brother stayed at Song Ci's house until evening, when he saw Song Ergou come back with two bags, he asked.

"Passing by the rice store, I bought some polished rice and came back to make porridge for my mother and Xiaohe to replenish their bodies."

"It's time for Xiaohe to make up for it." The eldest brother looked at the two people ambiguously.

Lin Xiaohe was a little uncomfortable being sized up by his brother-in-law, but he was happy in his heart. Song Ergou really cared about his father and mother.

"Brother is right, Second Aunt and the others are back, if brother Tie Sheng can't find your person, he should be anxious." Song Ci replied.

The eldest brother went back in a state of embarrassment, and the two dogs were too protective of Lin Xiaohe, and they were not happy to say a word.

Song Ci replaced the rice with pearl rice grown in the space that day. Song Ci found that since Lin Xiaohe had covered him, it was safer and more convenient to secretly store grain from the space.

"Mom, I made you a pair of socks, you can try to see if they fit." In the evening, Lin Xiaohe went to Mrs. Song's room to show courteousness.

"You don't need to try it, it's pretty good." Mrs. Song said, a sock that doesn't fit your feet can go wrong, not to mention Lin Xiaohe's ones are quite loose, the stitches are good, and the cotton ones are also breathable.

"Mom, I'm going to make you a coat, let me measure it." Lin Xiaohe held the red string in his hand, eager to try it.

"I have enough new clothes, I don't need to make any more."

"What to do, mother, Er Gou said that in the future, you will wear new clothes in every season throughout the year. I will make clothes for you every season in the future. Let me measure them."

Seeing Lin Xiaohe's attitude of refusing to leave unless he was asked to measure it, Mrs. Song reluctantly gave Lin Xiaohe her own size even though she didn't ask him to measure it.

"Mom, do you still remember our family's jade pendant, an heirloom?"

"You're talking about the pendant that Ergou's grandma brought him when he was a child. Ergou lost it after a few days and I don't know who picked it up. How did he remember this?" And it seems to belong to his mother-in-law Dowry is not a family heirloom of their Song family.

Isn't the family heirloom of the old Song family the ten-pound fire starter? It took a lot of effort to use that stick to light the fire.

Lin Xiaohe wanted to tell her very much, mother, the pendant was not lost, it was a fairy cave, and there were endless grains, fruits, and vegetables in it.

However, Song Ergou said that he would not tell his mother, for fear that his mother would be frightened when she was old.

"It's okay. Ergou said it was a family heirloom. I couldn't see it. I think it's a pity."

"It seems to be a small pendant made of leftovers. Ergou's grandmother said it was not worth anything, so she threw it away, so Ergou don't worry about it."

"Little debt collector, why don't you leave?" Seeing that Lin Xiaohe had achieved his goal of size and hadn't left yet, Mrs. Song started to chase him away.

"Well, mother, the polished rice that Er Gou bought today can nourish the body, can you, can you give some to my father and mother." Lin Xiaohe said eagerly.

"Er Gou, say, you have to get your mother to agree, you have talent, talent."

After hearing this, Mrs. Song felt that Song Ergou was her son after all, and she was looking for her in her heart. She was quite flattered, and she didn't even tell Lin Xiaohe that there were a lot of ginseng in their family to nourish the body.Seeing the uneasy look of this little debt collector, Mrs. Song felt that she had finally found her place as a mother-in-law, so she deliberately put on a tiger face, "I just wanted to subsidize my mother's family when I got married."

In fact, there are brothers and daughters in the village who secretly subsidize their natal families, but there are not many who come to ask for mother-in-law so blatantly as Lin Xiaohe.

"Mother, just this time, I will pay for Ergou to buy it in the future."

Where does Lin Xiaohe's money come from? The dowry money. Thinking of Song Ergou and Song Shisheng who are heartless, Mrs. Song feels distressed. Is Lin Xiaohe the one who beat others with money? Two unlucky children, let Lin Xiaohe The little brother's dowry has passed her by.

In this way, she can still be so kind to Lin Xiaohe, and Mrs. Song feels that she must be the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"It's up to the two of you, I won't pay anyway." Mrs. Song, as she said before, wants to be filial to the Lin family's parents is a small matter for them, but they are not allowed to use their old Song's money.

It was all earned by her head of the family, and she still wanted to give it to her grandson.

But, if Lin Xiaohe doesn't care about the Lin family's parents and doesn't fall in love with something that can make them healthy, Mrs. Song herself will feel bad for her daughter-in-law.But if he uses his husband's family to subsidize his mother's family, Mrs. Song will also be angry.

Simply really do not care.

When I promised the marriage of the two people at the beginning, I was prepared for these things.

After listening to Mrs. Song's words, Lin Xiaohe knew that Mrs. Song had no objection, and hugged Mrs. Song happily, "Mother, you are so kind. I must have done a lot of good things in my previous life. Only in this life can I have such a good mother-in-law as you."

Mrs. Song curled her lips. She must have suffered a lot in her previous life to have such a son and daughter-in-law.

The next day, Song Ci took Lin Xiaohe to send rice to the Lin family, which made Aunt Lin keep telling him.

"Xiaohe, you are married now, so you can live a better life at home, at your husband's house. Don't keep thinking about me and your father, or your mother-in-law will have a problem with you."

"Mum, it's okay, my mother-in-law loves me very much. I will use my dowry money to buy everything I send to my mother's house in the future. You can eat it at ease, Song Er... the head of the family said that these can make up for the body, daddy Eminem, eat better and take care of your body, then you can help me take care of my children later."

"Xiaohe, do you have it?" Lin Amu was pleasantly surprised to see Lin Xiaohe touching his stomach.

"Em, what are you talking about, I have been married to the head of the family for less than a month."

"Look at Eminem's memory, I'm confused."

And when Lin Amu went to the field in the afternoon, he ran into Tian Dafu's family.

Tian Dafu's family was sour when they saw Lin Amu, because he let go of Song Ergou's good son-in-law, he was complained by his natal sister-in-law for a long time, and Brother Yue was not as affectionate as before when he saw him.

"Xiaohe Mu, Ah Gou and Xiaohe sent you home some good things in big and small bags recently."

"He, Uncle Tian, ​​doesn't have any good things. Ergou bought some polished rice in the county seat, brought some over, and gave it to us old couple to try something new."

This is not a good thing, the hearts of Tian Dafu's family are even more sour.

If his natal sister-in-law heard this, he would complain again. Why did he miss Song Ergou at the beginning, and why didn't he insist that Song Ergou had changed? He opened a tofu shop, how could he still be a bad person?

The Lin family picked up a big bargain.

There are a few gossips in the village about Lin Xiaohe subsidizing his mother's family.It's just that neither Lin Xiaohe, Song Ci, nor Mrs. Song paid much attention to it.

It's rare to force my daughter-in-law to be disrespectful to the two helpless elders in his family. Whenever someone came to gossip in front of me, Mrs. Song frightened them away with a cold face.And because of this, everyone felt that Mrs. Song was dissatisfied with Lin Xiaohe even more. Oh, she was not a daughter-in-law chosen by herself, but was forced to marry by rumors, which mother-in-law would like it.

Lin Xiaohe was very happy to be able to deliver things to his home often, he let go of one thing on his mind, and put more effort into making tofu dishes, so he didn't have the mood to take care of these things.

He is very interested in the kitchen utensils used by the immortals in the space to cook, which is really amazing.

The days of immortals are different from ordinary people like them.It's a pity that once the cave is taken out, there is no way to use it.

"Happy." Song Ci hugged Lin Xiaohe.

"When your father and mother are healthy, maybe you can have a younger brother for you, so you don't have to grab ours."

"It's not serious, did you arrange my mother's mother like this? My mother is about to become a grandmother. It is easy to have a difficult childbirth at this age, and people will laugh at it." Lin Xiaohe said in Song Dynasty Ci muttered in his arms, but he didn't expect that he would give birth to a second bead because of the shameless old dog at home.

"Then you can give birth to your mother." Song Ci put Lin Xiaohe on the ground, unbuttoned him, and kissed his collarbone.

From the first day he met Lin Xiaohe, Song Ci had long wanted to know what it was like to fight in the wild.

"No, this is outside. There are...uh...someone."

"This is our place, there will be absolutely no outsiders."

"Your brother Stone is still here!"

"It can't talk." In the end, he was still shying away from the big rock, Song Ci found a few pieces of cloth, and covered it with a thought.

"Little brother, you are ineffective now, and no one will come to rescue you, so you just obey me obediently, and I will keep you popular and hot in the future." Song Ci like A big pervert who forced his good into prostitution spoke to Lin Xiaohe.

While bullying others, he also said things that annoyed Lin Xiaohe.

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The days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when Song Ji Tofu Shop opened. On this day, both of the old Song's family entered the county town.

Early in the morning, after the sound of crackling firecrackers, Song Ci said a few words, and it was officially opened for business.

Because the shop is jointly opened by two families, everyone works very hard.

Song Shisheng stood at the door as a waiter, and shouted, "Soymilk and Douhua sell tofu, red soymilk, black soymilk and soymilk, buy one get one free, red bean rice, soybean rice, kidney bean rice, salty bean curd, sweet bean curd and spicy bean curd, tofu with salt and pepper Tofu mapo tofu..."

Under Song Shisheng's vigorous yelling, guests soon came to the door.

He is the shopkeeper of the bun shop. He is a regular customer of this tofu shop. He used to come here to buy a big pot of soy milk when he got up early every day and didn't have time to cook.

"Boys, you are the ones who pushed Lao Chen's shop."

"Yes, uncle, I saw that you came from the opposite side. I think you are an old acquaintance. We also make tofu. We guarantee that the quality will never be inferior to the previous one. What do you want?"

"I just heard from you that you still have red bean paste and black soybean milk, which are made from red beans and black beans?" asked the shopkeeper of the bun shop.

"Exactly."

"Give me half a pot of red bean paste, and half a pot of black soybean milk."

"Give me the basin, and I'll fill it for you." Song Tongsheng said, leaving Song Shisheng to continue greeting the guests.

"Okay, do you have tofu made from red beans or mung beans? If so, I'll try something new today."

"Aren't you kidding us? How can red beans be made into tofu?" They also tried it, but they couldn't form it at all. Except for soybeans, other beans were in vain.

"Haha, brother, don't be annoyed, I'm overthinking."

As soon as the business opened, there were people one after another. A lot of soy milk and tofu were sold in the morning, and a few pieces of tofu were also sold, but there were not many people who came to eat and order dishes.

"Ma Po tofu, spicy and delicious, keep your mouth watering."

Song Shisheng stood at the door of the shop and yelled about the dishes every once in a while, and his throat was about to smoke after shouting for a long time.

"Okay, okay, stop yelling, your voice is going to be dumb." Song Ci stopped Shi Sheng, "Go and learn calligraphy with brother Tie Sheng, I can't even read the account book, what business are you doing? When there is no one, go to him and teach you two words."

Song Shisheng curled his lips. Although he was dissatisfied, he knew that Song Ci was for his own good.

The situation in their family is not particularly good. At the beginning, the family only sent the eldest brother to school for two years, and he and the second brother were not very literate.

"Brother, whenever you have time, you will be clingy with your brother-in-law, why would you want to teach me?"

"What are you saying bad things about me, boy?" Song Tiesheng, who took turns to come out after eating, heard his two younger brothers talking about him.

"It's okay, Brother Ergou asked me to learn more words from you."

"Brother Tiesheng, when you have time to teach Shi and Tongsheng, someone will keep accounts when we are away."

"That's what I planned too." Song Tiesheng said.

"Boss, how do you sell this fried tofu? Get me two fast." While talking, another customer came to the store, a woman in her thirties.

"Hey, here we come, here we come." Song Shisheng shouted as if seeing a savior, wanting to run away immediately.In fact, he prefers counting copper coins to writing.

"You rest, I'll go." Song Ci said angrily.

Song Shisheng could only follow his elder brother to learn characters listlessly.