After eating, we said goodbye.

Mu Yi followed Wen Bakong, and the two of them went outside the bus station and caught a van bound for Taiyang Town. The bus drove to the county town, all the way north, climbing uphill, passing the Tianhuang Temple, and then started going downhill, passing through Huayang Township.

Take the fork on the left and drive uphill for a while until you reach Taiyang Town.

When Mu Yi went to Wen Bakong's house for the first time, he couldn't bear to be left empty-handed. So he went to a fruit stall on the street in Taiyang Town, ready to buy some fruits. Wen Bakong stopped him repeatedly and told him not to be polite, and he didn't need to buy fruits. But he still persisted.

Bought fruit.

Mu Yi followed Wen Bakong and walked through a vegetable market, then passed a vegetable garden with an ancient well in it, and finally arrived at Wen Bakong's house.

I saw that his house was very tall. Judging from the small window on the outer wall, it was estimated to be four stories high. The wooden door of his house was also very old, and it was lower and smaller than the doors of ordinary houses. The wooden door

Yi couldn't help but asked curiously: "Bikong, why is your door so special?"

Wen Bakong said with pride: "My house is an ancient blockhouse with a history of almost two hundred years. Look at the wooden door, isn't it very special?"

Mu Yi looked at it. Hey! Good guy. This wooden door is more than a stick thick. When you push it, it is very heavy. Look at the wall again, it is really thick, it should be more than one meter thick. Tsk tsk! It is really Lingmu.

I'm surprised. There are actually some patterns and other carvings on the door frame. Although they have been corroded by the sun and rain and are beyond recognition, you can still roughly tell that the carvings are bats, gourds, peaches, cranes and the like.

Upon entering the main room of Wenbai Kong's family, Mu Yi's first feeling was that of darkness and depression.

There is neither much ventilation nor good lighting in this room. Moreover, the distance between the floor and the ground is not high. Even in broad daylight, the room needs to be illuminated. It took a while for Mu Yi's eyes to adapt to such an environment.

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There was no one at home, but why didn't the door lock? Mu Yi felt a little strange.

"Bikong, why is there no one at your house?"

"Oh. My mother sells tofu in the vegetable market and should be back soon. My younger brother is studying at Nanjing Military Academy. My younger sister is studying in high school in the county town and only comes back on weekends. She probably went out to play today. During dinner in the evening, she

came back."

"What about your dad?"

"He may have gone to work in the fields. I also have a father-in-law. He must have gone out to drink tea and play."

After saying that, Wen Bakong went to wash rice and cook. As soon as Mu was bored, he left the main room and walked in the vegetable garden. He was particularly interested in this ancient well.

"When was this well dug?"

"It should have been dug up by our ancestors when they were building this tower house. The bottom part is all hooped with cobblestones. There used to be no running water here, and the people in the village drank water from this well. Now everyone

After installing the water pipe, I rarely come to fetch water unless there is a water outage. The main function of this well now is for my mother to push tofu, and it is also used to water the vegetable field."

As they were talking, they saw a middle-aged woman carrying a bamboo pole on her back, with a wooden board placed along the edge of the bamboo pole.

"Boss, is the food ready?"

"Mom, you're back. It's already steamed."

"Who is this?"

"Mom, this is Mu Yi, the good friend of Datang I mentioned."

Mu Yi quickly greeted: "Hello, Madam Wen."

Lady Wen: "Hello, young man. Are you hungry?"

"You're not hungry, ma'am. Bai Kong and I had dinner with them in the county seat after we finished our exams."

Concubine Wen said "Oh". She carried the bamboo basket to the side room of the house, put it down, and brought out a large batch of meat. Then she was busy for a while. Soon, under the control of Concubine Wen, a large table of dishes was ready.

In addition to meat, there is also tofu, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. It is really rich.

The food was ready, and Uncle Wen came back. Sister Wen also came back, chatting and laughing with her father-in-law. It seems that their family has a very regular meal schedule, so there is no need to call for dinner. Everyone will come back at the right time.

time to eat.

There was a large table of fragrant dishes, and everyone ate happily. It was just that Wen Bakong and the others rarely ate tofu, but Mu Yi ate it happily.

After eating, Mu Yi wanted to help clean up. But Sister Wen didn’t let Mu Yi clean up. Instead, Sister Wen rushed to clean up.

After dinner, it was getting dark early. Sister Wen and Uncle Wen were busy making preparations for pushing the tofu.

Mu Yi was very curious and wanted to see how professional tofu was made.

I saw a large stove in the side room. There were two large iron pots on the stove, and water had been mixed into the pots. There were large antimony basins on the floor, a refiner beside the wall, and many pots on the long bench.

Tofu wooden board. There are many bamboo strip tools hanging on the wall, and there are also a lot of firewood stacked in the corner.

When Mrs. Wen saw Mu Yi come in, she quickly said, "Go out and watch TV. It's a mess in here."

"Ma'am, don't be afraid. I just want to see how you make tofu."

"It's nothing to see. The three major hardships in the world are punting, blacksmithing, and pushing tofu. It's very hard work, and you can't make much money. You spend your whole life working around the stove..." Lady Wen told us about the difficulty of pushing tofu.

Let Mu Yi listen.

"Every day after eating, you should quickly change the water to soak the beans and change the water. Then wash, cook the tofu cakes, wash and boil the tofu plates. Don't be careless at all. If the bacteria are not cooked to death, the tofu will become sour.

People won’t buy your tofu.”

"When all these tasks are done, wash your face, iron your feet, go to bed and lie down for three or four hours, then get up and grind the beans. After grinding, start boiling the soy milk. After the soy milk is boiled, filter it out and start using brine.

Order tofu. If you want tofu curd, just scoop it into a bucket. If you want tofu, just scoop it directly into the basin. Then order it, leave it for a while, take a rest, and take a breath. Pour the tofu back into the pot and mix it.

Boil the water. When it's cooked, scoop it out. First put the tofu frame on the tofu board, and then put the tofu wrapper. Once it's placed, scoop the cooked tofu into it. Once it's scooped out, tie the tofu wrapper.

Cover it with another tofu board and press the cleaned large bricks on it to squeeze out the excess water and let the tofu cool and set in the tofu basket."

"Uncle Wen picked up the tofu to sell before dawn. I tidied up the house, soaked the beans, and when the time was almost up, I went to the vegetable market to sell tofu. Even at noon, your Uncle Wen prepared the tofu.

I sent them to the vegetable market to eat. Day after day, year after year, I earned penny by penny by pushing tofu, which made the three sisters grow up."

After listening to Sister Wen's "History of the Tofu Family", Muyi stood in awe of Sister Wen and Uncle Wen.

"Ms. Wen, when Baikong and the others get married in the future, you and Uncle Wen won't have to work so hard from dawn to dusk." Mu Yi consoled her.

"Oh, this Wen Bakong. He's so old and he still doesn't want to have a girlfriend. There are two children in the village who are the same age as him. If only we could get our daughter-in-law back earlier, while we can

My hands and feet are still flexible, so I can help take care of my grandson. If it’s too late, we will be too old and our hands and feet are not flexible anymore, then we will really be helpless. Muyi, if you see someone suitable, help him match him.

Let’s get it together.”

"Mom, what did you say?" Wen Bakong was a little unhappy when his mother spoke of him like this.

Mu Yi estimated that Wen Bakong hadn't told his family about Ai Nanfeng yet. He saw that Mrs. Wen was talking all the time, but Uncle Wen was immersed in his work without saying a word. Whenever he heard something funny

, also laughed hahaha. It seems that the person in charge of Wen Bakong's family is none other than Wen Ming.

"Mistress Wen, don't worry too much. He is handsome, eloquent, versatile, and has a stable job like Bai Kong. There will definitely be many girls who like him. When the time comes, tell me

Maybe I will bring back a beautiful wife."

"It would be great if that were the case. What about you? Are you playing well?"

"I haven't done it yet. I'll wait for Wen Bakong to do it first. He is a little older than me and is my elder brother. There is also Wen Qingfeng, he is also an elder brother. I will slowly get married after the two of them get married."

Mu Yi's words directly made Sister Wen and Uncle Wen laugh.

"Silly boy, don't think like that. You can't say anything about fate. When fate comes, you have to grasp it. Once you miss it, you don't know when you will find it again."

Seeing that Sister Wen and Uncle Wen were still busy, Mu Yi couldn't do much to help. Sister Wen had washed her feet and went back upstairs to read a book. Eunuch Wen also went to rest.

Wen Baikong poured the washing water, asked Mu Yi to wash his face, burn his feet and rest.
Chapter completed!