Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Sister Dahua, what is this? It smells so good!" Li Qingshu took a deep breath and felt that the smell was all in his head.

"Tofu nao." Mei Qianghua took a rice bowl and put a bowl on the table.

"Tofu pudding? Is it for food?" Li Qingshu looked at the table eagerly.

Mei Qianghua smiled softly and said, "Yes, just wait a moment." The movements in her hands did not stop until she placed a big stone on top of the basket, then she clapped her hands, took out another vegetable bowl, and poured half of it into it.

"Wait a minute!" He went back to the room and brought a pack of brown sugar, poured a little on top of the tofu, stirred it up, and then took a small bite as if testing poison.

The taste was okay, similar to what I had eaten before, and I ate half a bowl before putting it down.

When he looked up, he saw Li Qingshu drooling.

He smiled and said, "Wait a minute. This is my first time doing it, so I don't know if there will be any problems. Look, it's reserved for you on the table!"

Li Qingshu smiled and waited eagerly.

After almost half an hour, Mei Qianghua found nothing unusual about herself and said to Li Qingshu: "Eat it, you can put brown sugar in it, or take it home and put some pickles or whatever."

Li Qingshu thought about the distance home and said, "Put some candy!"

Then Mei Qianghua poured half a spoonful of brown sugar and just a little tofu into his bowl, which was enough.

The cold bean curd has a stronger beany smell than when it is freshly cooked, but it is still quite delicious.

Both of them looked at the empty bowl with unfulfilled interest.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah, yeah!!!" Li Qingshu nodded vigorously, "It's delicious! This is the most delicious thing we have ever eaten in our lives!" After speaking, he licked the corners of his mouth.

Mei Qianghua laughed, this eleven or twelve-year-old brat, how can this life be spent, hahahahahaha...

Mei Qianghua was amused.

But she herself didn't expect to succeed so easily.

There was still a thin layer of soy milk in the wooden barrel. After thinking about it, I didn't want to waste it. I added some water, brushed it, and poured it into the clay pot.

Then Mei Qianghua and Li Qingshu each received a bowl of tofu.

"Sister Dahua, can I eat the food in this basket?" Li Qingshu was greedy.

"Can you finally eat at my place? Let's eat this, tofu!"

Li Qingshu was a little embarrassed, "But grandma won't let me eat at your house."

"I don't have anything delicious to cook for you. I can only eat porridge." Because dry rice really doesn't care about the heat, "Let's do this. You can take a piece of tofu home later, give it to me in exchange for some green onions or something, and then eat it with Grandma Sun said that because you helped me, I invited you to dinner, how about that?"

When Li Qingshu heard this, he nodded quickly, "Yeah! Okay! Sister Dahua, I will help you this afternoon!"

"Okay!" Mei Qianghua agreed with a smile. Life in the patriarch's family was good. The men were all good at work, and the women were also diligent. There were five children in the family, three boys and two girls. Li Qingshu was the youngest. , so there really isn’t much work waiting for him to do at home.

When it was almost noon, I removed the big stone and lifted the gauze. The tofu had already taken shape. The middle part was like the tofu blocks I saw in the vegetable market, but the surrounding parts were a bit terrible because my skills in making baskets were not good. The force is uneven in places and somewhat scattered.

But this does not affect Mei Qianghua from giving herself a thumbs up in her heart, it is truly awesome! It worked the first time!

Li Qingshu asked: "Sister Dahua, how do you eat this?"

"You can eat it stir-fried or boiled. It can be used as a main dish or as a side dish!" Mei Qianghua said a little embarrassedly: "Qingshu, Sister Dahua's cooking skills are not very good. Let's have lunch." Can we just have cold salad? Pair it with porridge!"

"Okay!" Li Qingshu responded loudly, he is not picky about food!

She cut off half of the plum rose and put it in a wooden barrel, and asked him, "Can you lift it?"

"I can do it!"

"Okay, be careful on the road. Remember to bring the bowl you eat with when you come here! I don't have any extra bowls here!" After saying that, he took the clay pot to the clay pot where the grain was placed. Put rice in the clay pot, "I've made your rice, come here quickly!"

"Hey!" Li Qingshu responded, excitedly picked up the barrel and walked home!

Sister Dahua invited me to dinner because I was doing something for her. Is it the same as being treated to dinner when dad was helping others? !

Sister Dahua really treated us like adults!

Li Qingshu suddenly felt that his body was full of strength!

"Grandma! Grandma!" As soon as he stepped into the yard with the wooden bucket, Li Qingshu couldn't help but shout out to his grandma.

"What's your name?" The patriarch's wife stuck her head out from the kitchen, "What are you carrying?"

"Tofu!"

"Tofu? What kind of tofu? Where did it come from?" The patriarch's wife looked questioning.

"Sister Dahua gave it to me! Sister Dahua made it! I did it too!" Li Qingshu said loudly with a sense of accomplishment.

"Tsk!" The patriarch's wife looked at her little grandson's small body and couldn't help but laugh, "You're just watching from the side and you followed suit?"

"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮" Li Qingshu put down the barrel dissatisfied, "Grandma, stop looking down on me."

"Ah, okay, okay, I respect you, bring it over quickly and let me see what it looks like." The patriarch's wife said perfunctorily.

Li Qingshu didn't like Grandma's tone, but he knew that he couldn't stop her from talking, so he could only bring it up angrily, and said: "I wasn't at home for lunch. Sister Dahua said that we helped her, so I want to Invite me to dinner!" After saying this, his face looked proud.

The patriarch's wife frowned, "Didn't I not let you go to Dahua's house for dinner? How much food can she have for you to eat?"

After speaking, he looked clearly at the white lumps in the wooden barrel that Li Qingshu brought over and asked, "Is this tofu?"

"Yes! Sister Dahua said it was tofu." After finishing speaking, she said unconvinced, "Sister Dahua said let me change some green onions and bring my bowl!"

"How...how do you eat this?" The patriarch's wife ignored the little guy's protest and touched the tofu. It was white and soft, and she was afraid that it would break if her hands were heavy.

Li Qingshu tilted his head and thought about what Sister Dahua just said, and then replied to Grandma, "Eat it fried or boiled. It can be the main dish or a side dish." Then he thought again, "Sister Dahua She said her cooking skills are not very good, so let’s have cold salad for lunch!”

The patriarch's wife glanced at her little grandson. The boy actually took a roundabout way and said, "Go to the backyard to pick some vegetables and bring them to your big sister." She didn't say whether she agreed with him to eat at his big sister's house.

Li Qingshu blinked his eyes and listened to his ears as if grandma had agreed to go to Sister Dahua's house for dinner.

She cheered and ran to the backyard. In addition to the green onions that Sister Dahua wanted, she also pulled out a lot of seasonal vegetables. She carried an armful full of them and went to the kitchen to look for grandma.

"Grandma, bucket!"

The patriarch's wife handed him the rinsed bucket, and he stuffed everything in his arms into the bucket.

"Grandma, my bowl..." He looked at Grandma eagerly, and if Grandma didn't give it to him, he would find another way.

Fortunately, the patriarch's wife didn't want to suppress him and refused to let him go. She took out a bowl and a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, put them into the bucket, and warned, "Slow down on the road."